Moment: It’s Good to Be Alive
- A young woman received kindness and comfort when she needed it most.
“It’s a beautiful day. Isn’t it good to be alive?”
One Saturday morning after a heavy rainstorm, a young woman came into my office [at Welfare Square in Salt Lake City] asking to see me. Having an order for food and clothing, she still seemed somewhat depressed. I sent out to the clothing department for the supervisor, feeling that the woman needed an extra bit of help.
She was thrilled with some of the articles of clothing—among them a nice coat. She came back into the office to again ask if she really might have it. I could not help but notice the neatness of her appearance and the well-cultured tone of her voice. She appeared to have been a person of means and her present condition was very new to her. Going into some detail, I explained about the articles of food and clothing that the bishop had ordered for her. She seemed well pleased with what she selected.
I watched her as she left, following her out on the loading platform. She turned to me. There were tears streaming down her face, but her countenance was one of radiant happiness. I could see by her expression that a great burden had been lifted from her shoulders. She smiled as she said, “It’s a beautiful day. Isn’t it good to be alive?”
A few minutes later the bishop phoned me to see if she had come. Only last night the girl had contemplated suicide, and then she knelt down by her bedside and prayed to the Lord. She was so impressed to go to the bishop that she went to his home immediately. He received her kindly, and during the course of the conversation, she opened her heart to him and told him of her misfortune. The bishop told her the Church had a welfare plan that took care of the needs of its people. No one need go without the necessities of life.
—Elder Glen L. Rudd, from his book Red Shoes