She sat in the back, arms crossed, mumbling under her breath—anger and pain on full display. She didn’t want to be there, and she wanted everyone to know it.
From the stage podium, I caught her eye and whispered a prayer. “Lord, help her.”
That day, the students were helping with care packages, putting them together, and delivering them—each one including a stuffed Mabel Joy dog. She wanted no part of it—until a dare changed everything.
Reluctantly, she created a package and later delivered it to a frail, tearful boy battling a very tough cancer. When he saw her, his face lit up. He hugged the stuffed dog, then reached for her. That hug changed everything.
“Miss Lisa,” she said months later, “that day, I had planned to end my life. But that little boy gave me hope. I realized I could make a difference.” With a spark in her eyes, she added, “I know what I want to do now! I want to go into the medical profession and help children!”
That day, a little boy’s hug didn’t just save her life—it ignited her purpose. She didn’t just find hope—she found a reason to stay, to serve, and to shine.
This is exactly what my mom meant when she said, “Serve, step out, see miracles.” Moments like these are why we do what we do.
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