Some surprises you do not want. The extreme opposite of entering a darkened room to discover it filled with expectant people ready to shower you with love, my friend returned to her car after a fun night out to find someone had broken the window and made off with her valuables. Invasion. Destruction. Hassle on so many levels.
We cancelled a long-planned get-together for the next day, which we made up last night. With a grimace, she showed me her car window. I had a Sharpie. I asked for permission…
…and I drew little hearts all around the window tape. Maybe it seems silly, but I wanted to do something to help redeem the wrong. The broken window reminded her of disaster, one she has to deal with, but I know her heart sinks each time she sees it. My hope was that my little hearts would remind her that she is not alone. That she is loved. That she can choose to respond with grace and love.
Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. —1 Corinthians 13:6-7