Be Not Weary in Well-Doing

I recently had an experience that helped me feel and remember God's love for His children.  It had been a crazy day for me:  I worked at my new job (neat story for that!), and got off in time to rush home and pick up my wife for our ultrasound appointment at a specialist.  Early on in the pregnancy, Brooke had some heavy bleeding and it turned out to be a tear in the placenta.  We had been seeing a specialist to make sure the baby was doing fine, and were anticipating less visits as our little boy seemed to be growing quite well.  After the appointment, we were told that we would need to have more visits: instead of once every week, twice every week.
As things have been so far, I've been typically rushing from place to place, from job to job, from appointment to appointment, and it was somewhat stressful to be worried about our little boy and know that we now had more on our plate and more appointments to go to.  We then rushed over for a lab test for Brooke and made it home in time for me to drop her off and then head to teach lessons.
As far as lessons go, these were the hardest lessons I've taught in a while:  distracted students who I was hoping for more progress from.  It was discouraging, to say the least.  I left and looked at my phone to see that my mom had called me twice and left a message.  She's been struggling with loneliness and has been calling more and more often.  As I was about to call her back up, I noticed a gentleman on the side of the road with a sign:  "Anything helps.  God Bless."  I wanted to help, but also felt that money was not the best way to do so (and besides, I had less than a dollar on me).  I decided to pull over, and call my mom back.
As background, my mom has some co-dependency issues, and lately has been calling every day or more.  It's added considerable stress to Brooke and my already busy and stressful life, and I was struggling at that moment, knowing how much I wanted to help someone else, knowing that mom was needing someone to talk to, knowing that I wanted to just go home and rest after an already long and stressful day.
I did my best to listen patiently to mom, although I was distracted and didn't remember too much of what she said.  When I got off of the phone with her, I talked to the gentleman and asked if I could bring him some food.  He said that he would love some and suggested the $5 Hot'N'Ready Pizzas from Little Ceaser's.  I went to grab it and came back with it, and he told me that he had been just about ready to give up for the day on getting some help when I came and asked if he was hungry.  It was a neat confirmation of the Lord's care for His children, of His mindfulness of their circumstances, and of His love.  On such a trying day, I had the opportunity to serve one of His children, and it helped me feel more personally of His love not only for that gentleman, but of His love for me.
It made me think of a scripture quoted in a talk I'd heard earlier that day:  "Wherefore, be not weary in well-doing, for ye are laying the foundation of a great work. And out of small things proceedeth that which is great." (D&C 64:33)

No matter what our day has been like, no matter how hard things have been or are for us, let's not forget to serve others of God's children, to listen to the voice of the Spirit to inspire us in how we can help others in their extremities.
Love you all, my dear friends!