We all have our Season's

On Tuesday night, I went with my mom to her enrichment night. They had a lady speaking who has been all over the world helping people in need. She spoke of little orphans in Africa. Their parents all died from the aids virus. There wasn't a lot she could do for them. She was able to help with some of their living conditions. They were able to build a room for the children to meet in for school. She said it was very hard because no matter what they did, these kids were still orphans and living in awful surroundings, yet, the kids were so happy and grateful. Her point for the night was, "we can all make a difference in the world and in our world." As I left, I felt so so good, but as I kept driving, the more bothered I became. What can I do? I have two kids. I can't go to Africa. I can't do any of the wonderful things this lady was talking about. Then I remebered she said I can make a difference in my world. My world is much different from her world. My world consists of a wonderful husband and two beautiful daughters. I don't know why my Heavenly Father picked me for this life. I don't know why I'm not an aids victim in Africa. I'm very grateful for my life and my family and friends. I think being the best mom, wife, daughter, sister, and friend , is all I may be able to do for now, and that is okay. We all have seasons.