At the Counter
(Tapestry Magazine, Paula Kirk- Editor)
This had been a miserable Easter vacation. As I walked through the airport my heart was heavy at the devastation in my daughter's life. Her husband of one year had left her and she was immobilized by shock and sorrow. Because she is an air traffic controller, she was now terribly worried about her ability to stay focused.
I stopped to by souvenirs for my grandchildren back home. While the credit card processed, the smiling clerk asked how I liked her home state.
"It's beautiful," I replied, "but I say that about nearly every place I visit."
"Yes," she nodded, "God has made a beautiful world for us to enjoy. So much variety. What did you see on your vacation?"
Immediately the tears welled up. The grief was raw and close to the surface." It wasn't a vacation. Just a serious family problem, and my daughter is having an extremely hard time. I hate to leave her." I stammered.
Pic Credit: Jametlene Reskp
"I know," I whispered back through tears that now flowed freely. From that counter I took away more than my small purchase. I took away a touch of Christ's resurrection power- the power of God's love to reach out and touch hurting heart.