We’ve heard from a lot of readers who have been inspired after reading “An Invisible Thread” to reach out and make a difference in the life of someone they meet. It is my honor to share some of those stories with you—and I thank you all for believing that each of us is forever bound to someone by an invisible thread.

SUPERMARKET ANGEL by Dru Sanchez

Hi Laura—I wanted to tell you how affected I was by your book. I was so inspired by the book, it made me realize I don’t do enough to give back myself. Funny, God sure puts things in your heart. About 2 months after reading the book, I was in a grocery store and came upon a mother of three who clearly was struggling financially. The oldest son was using a calculator to determine how much money they were spending on their groceries. I heard God tell me to stop and offer financial assistance, but I just walked past them. I saw them again during my shopping and again intended to just walk past them, but God pushed harder this time and I finally stopped and offered to buy their groceries. The mother was so surprised and clearly moved by my offer. I purchased a $100 gift certificate, and when I handed I to the mother, she hugged me. I was so moved by her sincere appreciation. I walked away, but then her two young sons ran up to me and hugged me and hugged me and hugged me and thanked me, they said it would really help them at this time. Needless to say, I began to cry. I was truly inspired by your story and I hope to continue to be able to give back myself! It is what life is all about.

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ONE SMALL CHANCE TO MAKE A DIFFERENCE by Chris Martin

I think every one of us wanders around in our life in search of a purpose, or some type of meaning. Your book, An Invisible Thread, made me realize that I don’t need to solve world hunger to make a difference. I have begun to find satisfaction in the small opportunities that arise. A few days ago, I was in line at the grocery store, and the woman in front of me with two children got all her many groceries bagged and ready to go—and then her debit card was declined. It was the only card she had, and the hopeless look on her face was enough to trigger something inside me. So I paid for her bill with mine. She insisted I follow her to the bank or take her number down so she could repay me, but I said it was okay. As I am sure you can understand, the personal satisfaction I felt was far more repayment than any amount of money. Laura, you have inspired me by sharing your story. Thank you.