Hero in Training

I was strolling into WalMart today to pick up some car upholstery cleaner. I had spilled a large portion of chinese grease over a seat (which I was told would happen if I chose to put the food in the seat of the truck and not in the bed) while in route taking it to the missionaries. Knowing that missionaries always welcome food, I did not want to throw it away after Family Home Evening last night. While I was walking, thinking about absolutely nothing I noticed the sliding doors beginning to close and I thought of Indiana Jones when he is racing against time and the stone wall is slowing closing to his death! Immediately I plunged for the doors hoping against all hope that I would make it through before they closed and sealed me to my doom. No, not really. I just imagined it in my mind while walking fast to the doors. To my great distress they opened when I was about a foot away. For a moment I felt like Captain Moroni striving to bring peace to the people, but in reality it was just a door to WalMart. It was cool while it lasted and I have made a new goal to find more realistic ways to be a hero each day-like smiling at the WalMart greeter instead of ignoring them like most of us do. Come on, you know you've done it! Little things create a big hero.