By Eva Sutter
My mother-in-law wanted to visit her ninety-year-old cousin, Lucie, in the hospital. As she was about to leave, I felt a nudge from the Inner Master to suggest she take a rose with her. But she said no, thanks; it wasn’t worth it, because Lucie wouldn’t even notice.
Again, I felt the inner nudge. I put a small, portable vase and pruning shears out on the counter and said, “All you need do is cut the rose you like.”
Soon I saw her walking down the hallway and out the door, a rose peeking out of her purse.
When she returned, her eyes were sparkling. She said Lucie’s sister had been at the hospital and was so touched by the rose’s beauty that she had cried. She thanked my mother-in-law again and again.
A week later, Lucie’s sister called to say Lucie had translated (died). She said the rose had lasted an incredible eight days at Lucie’s bedside.
I realized that by listening to the Mᴀʜᴀɴᴛᴀ’s nudge, I had served as a vehicle for God’s love to bring comfort, via a rose, to this family during a difficult time.
Participating with the ECK in this way is so humbling and so awesome. I am so blessed.