This eve I got a welcome, and kind of funny, example of HP doing for me what I could not do for myself. My dear friend who calls from time to time called. When I walked out to get a water, I hit mute so she wouldn’t hear every noise in my house and continued to listen. She really needed to blow off some steam. I tried to interject but with no pause or response from her, I kept listening. I continued to listen until she had gone through the disturbance at hand. Then I spoke. She said: “Susan, are you still there?” I had forgotten to unmute. It’s like my HP placed His hand over my mouth, briefly, kindly, so she had the opportunity to vent and let it out. He had both of our best interests at heart. I can always trust that, and that humor. I sometimes have difficulty seeing – I see it now. I am humbled.
— Susan SH