My husband and I searched for where we thought I might have dropped the glove and we couldn't find it. He offered his pair of leather lined gloves that my mom had bought for him one Christmas.
I took the one glove and left it on a desk near our front door. I hoped the other would turn up one day.
In the meantime I tried other types of gloves, wool mittens and fleece gloves. They just don't give the warmth that the leather lined gloves give. Plus they are slippery on the steering wheel. The leather gloves are perfect driving gloves. they are soft and look nice. So I wore my husband's gloves.
One day, I noticed a leather glove on the desk and thought the one I had had been moved. Then I looked at where I placed the one I had and it was still there! The missing glove returned! I asked my husband about it and he said he found it across the street! How did that happen? It will remain a mystery. Or is it the power of love, trust and hope that brought the glove back?
Love of a husband who helped in the search for the lost glove, gave up his gloves and found the missing glove.
Love is found in these small acts that occur in the cracks of our days.
Keep your eyes open for love!
1 Corinthians 13:4-7
New International Version (NIV)
4 Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5 It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6 Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7 It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.