At school, I noticed that one of my teachers was going through a very rough time. Within that week his great-aunt passed, his mother had to go in for surgery, and his brother started his treatment for cancers. I could imagine the tremendous amount of stress and grief he was going through. After the service on Sunday, the Spirit tugged at me to pick up a pew-bear and led me to bring it my teacher in a bag. The look on his face knowing that someone cared and wanted to make him feel better made my week.