I woke up and seriously contemplated staying in bed. However, I felt a push to get up and get ready and I'm so glad that I did. I drove to the assisted living home and the only other person there was this lady who made the announcement. There were a handful of residents sitting around to listen, but I was grateful I came.
The lady in my ward played the piano and sang the melody. I was secretly grateful because 1) I can't play the Christmas hymns very well, 2) I can't sing melody. I harmonized with her and many of the residents joined in singing with us.
Things have been pretty overwhelming for me lately. I have been dealing with a lot of stress, some health issues, and some new changes with management at work. But going to the assisted living home reminded me of something -- service brings peace. I put my selfish desires aside, and spent time visiting with people who don't always get may visitors. I was able to celebrate the birth of the Savior through song. I was able to share my testimony through music. And by simply smiling at the residents, putting my hand on theirs, or taking the time listen to them, I could see their eyes light up and I thought, 'This is why I came'.
I have been using too many excuses lately. It's really not hard to serve others and I want to do a better job at following Christ's example of service.