How much does God love you?
One of my fondest childhood memories is of my dad asking me and my sister if we knew how much he loved us.
This much? – he would say as he open his arms a little bit.
Thiiis much? He would open his arms a little bit wider.
Thiiiiiiiiiis much! And then he would stretch his arms out as wide as they could reach.
It is hard to quantify love and our capacity to love in tangible ways, but yesterday I saw a glimpse of how much God loves me.
I tweaked my back yesterday morning- simply bending over to give my dogs a treat of all things. The pain was so severe- I felt sick to my stomach all day from it.
And since both my oldest daughter and my hubby are working all day, my youngest daughter and I were supposed to spend the day together doing whatever she wanted to do. Shopping- of course 😉
If you have a teen, you know that shopping days aren’t always what they’re cracked up to be. Shopping with her brings back a flood of emotions from my own childhood. Nothing ever fit me- and anything that I liked, or that actually fit- was waaaay out of my price range. Shopping always sounded like a better idea than it actually was.
So after trying on lots of clothes and not finding anything, my daughter picked out a pair of earrings. Earrings ALWAYS fit- and she really needed another pair.
We went to another store and after trying several things on, we left empty handed. Again.
As we sat in the car, I began to tear up remembering what it felt like to go clothes shopping at her age. The earrings she was wearing were hurting her ears, so she took out the new pair to put them on. As soon as she got the first one out of the box, it slipped out of her hand and lodged itself in between the car seat and the middle console.
Now we were both crying!
My back was hurting so bad, but not as badly as I wanted to find that earring for her!
I hobbled around to the back seat and could see the earring laying on the floorboard- but it was on the crease of two pieces of carpet. As soon as I reached for it, it slipped between the crease and then it was out of reach. I tried everything I could to get it and then out of the blue a man and his daughter came over to the car.
Is everything ok? He asked me.
Yeah- my daughter just lost her new earring….
Let me see if I can get it.
And like that- he was on his knees, pulling the carpet back, pushing the car seat to and fro. At one point, he was trying so hard to reach it, he cut his hand on something under the seat.
It’s ok- we will look for it later- I said, knowing this earring was probably not going to be found.
Let me keep trying- I might be able to get it!
He looked for at least 15 minutes for that earring. He could feel it, but was unable to grab it. It meant so much that this stranger and his daughter cared enough to try to help us. Even though he wasn’t able to get the earring for us- it was like he felt my momma heart breaking.
He asked me how much the earrings cost.
I said several times that they were cheap, it wasn’t a big deal. And then without a second thought, he pulled out his wallet and handed me money.
I can’t take this, I told him. The earrings didn’t even cost that much. Really- it’s ok! I’m just thankful you tried to help us!
And then he said something I won’t forget-
“I love making people happy. I don’t want your daughter to be sad. It makes me happy to make others happy. I want her to be happy today.”
I began to cry tears of joy.
My daughter and I both hugged this man and his daughter. I told him he was an angel and that he had really blessed me today. Not only did he go through all that to try to get the earring- but then he actually gave her money to replace it?! It didn’t make sense! I tried to give the money back to him but he wouldn’t take it.
He and his daughter disappeared into the store and as I got into the car with my daughter, I was overwhelmed by God’s love. That random act of kindness came at the exact moment we needed it.
Do you know how much God loves you?
Because you are my helper, I sing for joy in the shadow of your wings.