When someone offered to do something for me, I was thankful, but I also felt guilty to allow them to do so. I had it set in my mind that if I needed anything that I would get it for myself.
In the month proceeding my first ever mission trip, my Paw’s health turned for the worse. He had become bedridden and could not do anything for himself. Every day of that month I went and visited him and found myself asking him the same question he had asked me one thousand times before, “Do you need anything?” I guess he felt the same way I did as a child, and he would respond with a faint “No, thank you. I love you.”
It was in the week leading to the day I was supposed to leave for my mission trip, and I began to debate whether or not I would go or stay home to be with my Paw for his final days. I asked my Paw the day before I had to leave if he needed anything, and knowing that I was thinking about not going, he replied “I need you to go and spread the word and love of God and not worry about