Messages from God in Small Packages

Recently, I went to church on a Sunday morning and really didn’t want to be there.  That rarely happens to me.  I enjoy joining the Body of Christ in corporate worship.  It refuels my soul and deepens my love for the Savior.  However, on this particular morning, I just didn’t want to go.  I woke up not feeling the greatest, so I guess that would have justified if I decided not to go.  That morning I was substituting in one of the Sunday school classes, so I decided to tough it out and just go.  I made it through Sunday school and I felt like I couldn’t wait for church to be over. 
When I don’t feel well, I don’t like socializing.  Greeting time was coming up during the worship service, so I escaped to the ladies room.  After service, my goal was to get out of the building, talking to as few people as possible.   I made it to the car and shut the door, thankful that it guarded me from talking with the outside world.  Success!  Then, a 7 year old girl came over to the car.  I opened the door, wondering what she was going to tell me.  The first words that came out of her mouth were “I love you.”  Now, this isn’t the first time that’s she’d told me that and she knows that I love her too.  But when she said it on this day, I could hear the heart of God.  He was telling me through this 7 year old that He loved me.  I felt so moved and honestly wasn’t sure how to respond.  The words hit me very deeply.  I took a moment to ponder, then told her “thank you”.  (And I did tell her I loved her too.  She’s a great kid!)
This was the best part of going to church that morning!  And to think, if I wouldn’t have gone that morning, I would have missed out.  On the ride home, those words echoed in my heart and I felt lifted.