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Mrs. Nelson was dying from Lou Gehrig's disease (amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, ALS), but she always had a smile on her face. She wasn't able to speak anymore because of the disease; however, she had a board with the alphabet so she could send messages. She told me that before her illness, whenever one of her friends got married, she designed the flowers for the wedding. I decided that I wanted to do something for her and bought a dozen miniature white roses.

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Mrs. Nelson took my hand and spelled out, "I am so thankful for you." Later her family invited me to join them for a Communion service they were having for her.


Two days later, Mrs. Nelson died. It was very hard for me. Weeks later, Mrs. Nelson's son sent a card with a picture he had drawn with a thank-you message. He said that I would never know what the flowers I gave his mother meant to her and the entire family. Each time I look at the picture, I am reminded that God allowed me to make a difference in someone's life.