Right smack in the middle of my day, sandwiched in between long meetings and upset clients, I received a little ring-a-ding on my office phone. Despite my less than cordial greeting, there was a pleasant voice on the other end asking me to come downstairs. Frustration oozed out as there was much to do before another phone call, but I quickly made my way outside the building and received such a beautiful blessing.
I was met with a smiling sister, a pair of nieces in matching Valentine's Day shirts and the following:
I couldn't help from posting proof that I have the best, most thoughtful sister, who, despite being responsible for single-handedly wrangling a rather boisterous twosome (AKA Haylee and Meredith), still managed to take time out of her day to bring me a beautiful bouquet of pink tulips and a bottle of my drink-o-choice. She is a girl after my own heart and knew better than to bring me red roses and chocolates and I could not have been more surprised or overwhelmed.
She truly showed me the love of Christ today and it was as if I felt God wrap His arms around me and give me a giant hug. Thank you so much, sister, for being the hands and feet of Christ to your baby sister. It meant more to me than you will ever know. (FYI - there are tears welling up in my eyes as I type, if you must know.)