I knew I had some help

I jotted down a couple of notes earlier in the week to remind me that I had seen the hand of God in my life. As I look at the notes now I see that the special experiences may mean very little to anyone else. Nevertheless I feel that I've seen the hand of God as I've read your tributes to President Hinckley. Your testimony of a living prophet is remarkable and the result of a witness of the spirit. A second experience came as I reflected on the completion of a couple of minor repairs. The dishwasher door wouldn't close so I looked it over, removed some screws, pulled and pushed it around and finally discovered the hinge on one side had been knocked out of alignment. I pushed it back into place, made some minor adjustments and it worked. Later that evening I replaced the doorknob on the front door with a new one purchased on my way home from work. The howling wind from the night before rattled the door reminding us that I hadn't yet repaired the door. Long ago we discovered that it only appeared to close tightly because of the magnetic seal. Once any pressure was applied it would rattle in the frame due to an ill fitting latch. The new door knob has an additional plunger on the latch and after some minor adjustments it clicks into place and keeps the door firmly closed. After putting my tools away I thought of how often minor projects blossom into major repairs requiring much more time and expense than I had planned for. This time around the repairs went well and were complete when I put the tools away. That's not normal for me. I knew I had some help. -kbc