Caring: a privilege from God

A daughter was thinking about her mother. As she thought of those many years of her mother's care, a flood of affection and gratitude swept over her. Suddenly she felt inspired to show her love. Spontaneously she sent some flowers to her mother. It was something she had not done for years.

The next day her phone rang. It was her mother. Her voice was brimming over with joy about the delightful surprise. The daughter then knew how much that spontaneous touch of love meant. Her mother never used long-distance telephone unless it was absolutely necessary, but this time she had called anyway.

From the Editors
Dear Readers:
May 13, 1985

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