My youngest SCREAMED in church constantly as a baby.

She is super chill and great otherwise, but she went through a period of about six months where she would just cry every time we sat down in a pew.

One Sunday in particular was really rough, with me getting up and down multiple times to take her out and calm her down.

It was pretty loud.

I just felt exhausted.

Later, after church, there was a knock on our door.

Someone I don’t know very well showed up at our doorstep with cupcakes and a sweet, supportive message.

I was overwhelmed with gratitude.

And I felt her love, even though we hadn’t talked much before.

As soon as she left, I thought about how meaningful her service was.

And my mind went to a friend that was going through a rough time.

I texted her, and we had a nice conversation filled with sympathy and connection.

Paul wrote: “And let us consider one another to provoke unto love and to good works.” (Hebrews 10:24)

How do we provoke each other to love more?

The answer to that is pretty easy when I think about what other people have done that helped inspire me to do good works:

They’ve loved ME and done good works for ME!

When I am served, I want to serve more.

When I am loved, I want to love more.

We can start a chain reaction of goodness and love when we choose to act as the Savior did.

Happy Studying!

-Cali Black

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