I took my mom to her long awaited eye doctor appointment today. The nurse who did all the preliminary testing and such was super patient and cheerful. When she was testing her vision, “Better 1 or 2 . . . 1 or 2? Now 3 or 4 . . . 3? 4?” she gave my mom time to discern and answer. I told her how much I appreciated her demeanor. She said her mother is a year older than my mom and she tries to treat her patients how she would like her mother to be treated. I was very grateful.

I Found God today in a super patient nurse.