Right place. Right time.

I had SO much fun playing with Schmillian and Mister the week before Easter. I was all set for a week of egg hunting, candy eating, singing and lots of laughing. However, Schmillian taught me something about the little people that are joining our families now. The activity she loved most was opening the 12 eggs filled with scripture verses to read and talk about and a little object to help us remember the most important things about the atonement, death and resurrection of the Savior.

We did it several times every day for a week. Schmillian loved sharing it with her Mama and Daddy. The story never grew old. No worries about teaching her that Easter is more than eggs and a bunny. She's the one that reminded me.

Simon, of Cyrene, is mentioned briefly in the scriptures. He was someone that was "coming out of the country, and on him they laid the cross, that he might bear it after Jesus." That's all we know. But oh, how the Savior must love him.

Since the atonement of Christ is central to our Heavenly Father's plan, no part of it could have been "coincidental" or happenstance. He was right where he was supposed to be at the time he was supposed to be there to serve the Savior.

I want to be that kind of person. I have no doubt that there are people I can lift or help if I am at the right place at the right time. May we all try to be like Simon.