A few years ago, my lovely sisters and sisters-in-law visited our tiny duplex in Alabama for the weekend. One of the benefits of crowding ten people into a 650 square foot home was the incentive to spend more time outside. One gorgeous evening, Joshua offered to lay the kiddos down while we girls went on a walk.
After meandering down to the square and visiting the quaint college library, we headed home. The bright city lights warded off the growing darkness around us. We were almost home when a car slowed down and the driver rolled down the window.
Picking up the pace, we braced ourselves for rude comments or cat calls.
Instead, the elderly gentleman called out in a kind voice, “I just want you girls to know that Jesus loves you.” Then he rolled the window back up and continued down the road.*
The memory still brings a smile to my lips.
So take courage, for “you are loved by an Almighty God.” **
* I’m pretty sure that only in the south do completely random strangers stop traffic for pleasantries. Once, a grandpa held up cars at a stop sign while encouraging me to “Enjoy the kids, they grow up before you know it! I sure miss mine.” I assured him I would, and then he drove off while I continued our walk to the park. The drivers behind him didn’t seem the least bit annoyed.
**the lovely reminder that Darlene Schacht uses to close her blog posts.