Love

Why is it that God breathes his love into us? Why is it that for no obvious reason, as I pack my bag and throw my trash away in the cafeteria, I look over at someone and am suddenly swallowing lumps, almost holding back tears, because for one instant I see her as the Father sees her? Though I don't know her--I hardly know her name--and I've never spoken to her, for some reason I am filled with a surge of love for her.

In that instant, again for no obvious reason, I get the feeling that she is a loner, that she is not popular, that she is laughed at by others. And in that instant my heart breaks for her. In that instant I feel an urge in my marrow to hug her, or smile at her, or do something to let her know she is cared for.

Why would God offer such a glimpse of love? Why, when I don't even know this person, does he fill me up with love that literally brings forth tears.

What is this love?

Even with such a glimpse I realize how incapable I am of loving anyone, let alone a stranger, in such a way. I am incapable of empathizing with anyone in such a way. But for reasons that puzzle me, God fills his children with his love. Even for but an instant, he fills us with love that knows no rival--love that brings us to our knees in joy and in sorrow. 

How unworthy am I.

What is this love?