Today my parents, my sister, and I went to a small town in central Utah to visit my grandparents there. My grandfather was in the hospital recovering from a respiratory illness, and he was glad to see us. My dad and I were able to give him a priesthood blessing in which we laid our hands gently on my grandfather's head and said a special prayer for his recovery. We gave a similar blessing to my grandmother in her efforts to take care of my grandfather.
It is such a sweet experience to have the opportunity to give spiritual service like that. It reminded me of a number of occasions during my service as a full-time missionary in the southwest states. Dozens of times, people in the local hospitals down there would ask the missionaries to come visit them and give them a blessing by the laying on of hands. Those were special times. People were encouraged and uplifted, and I've seen miracles large and small happen. I still do.
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