I found a quilted heart! I was low on gas, and not having a great day. I pulled up to the gas station. I didn’t notice it at first. I was so caught up in my own mess to notice my surroundings. As soon as I shifted my van in gear, I looked back at the pump to double check my gas price. There it was, blowing in the wind with a small tag on it, calling to me. I put my van in park and went to see what it was. It was a beautiful, colored heart with my favorite-colored buttons and bow. I knew it was just for me! God has been speaking to me through hearts. I see them everywhere, and again, on this day when I found the heart at the gas pump. I am so grateful for what you do. Thank you so much. This heart has landed itself on my Christmas tree next to some very thoughtful, homemade ornaments from my children, and will be every Christmas forward as a reminder of God’s faithfulness.
