Our plane landed early, and we had some time to spare.
Finding an open bench in a Dallas airport is kind-of like looking for a four-leaf clover.
It’s worth the search when you find one!
On this particular day, though, we got super lucky!
One bench was free, and it was right by the exit!
So we rolled our luggage to the corner wall and had a seat……………
that’s when Luke spotted love floating high over our heads!
I kind-of think he’s teasing me when he points out hearts – like all my kids –
but I don’t care!
When I see love,
I have to take a picture!!
For some reason, though, this balloon seemed too perfect to leave hanging.
I was determined to get it down………………..somehow!
Luke and I went in search of something to stand on…………….
I’m not really sure what we were thinking,
but we headed out anyway!
We walked around the conveyor belt that delivers suitcases.
We looked in every little doorway nearby.
Airports don’t seem to think it’s necessary to leave things like ladders around for people to use, if needed.
There’s probably a reason for that! 🙂
Eventually, Luke went outside to wait for Erich and Mallory with Olivia;
but I couldn’t let “love” go.
I had to figure out a way to reach it.
Tim watched from the bench while I walked down a hallway towards a custodian pushing a cleaning cart filled with cleaning supplies and holding a mop and a broom!
I don’t think she spoke English very well, but she was very sweet and didn’t seem to think I was too crazy when I asked her to come with me.
I showed her the balloon as we were walking closer to where it was floating, and I asked if I could possibly borrow a broom to try and get it down.
Honestly, I don’t know what I was thinking because the broom was only going to give me about three more feet of height which was definitely not enough to reach this high-flying love.
But, as fate would have it, just as we reached the door, a very tall gentleman walked right under “love”!
There he was!
A tall stranger plus a custodian’s broom equaled a perfect team for the project!
Tim saw him at the same time I did and actually pointed and smiled!
He’s finally given up on trying to reign me in, and now he just works as my accomplice most of the time.
I wish I could have read this man’s mind as I approached him at the airport doorway holding a broom and pointing up at a balloon!
But, whatever he thought, he didn’t seem to show any sign of wanting to run the other way as he took the broom and easily accomplished what I could have never done!
A few whacks and there it was!
Love was in his hands!!
He was even sweet enough to let me take his picture holding it.
My only regret is that I didn’t get a photo with him and the sweet lady who gave up her time and broom to help me!
Tim tried, and I guess I was too excited about having “love” in my hands.
I still can’t believe it.
Anyway, I told them both thank you and walked outside to show Luke what success looked like!
He was happy, as you can see!
I’ve held on to that story for a few weeks now, waiting for a time when I felt like it really had a message.
Today, it does.
Today, I’m thinking of several dear friends who are struggling
Friends who need love and hope in their hands…………….instead of feeling like it’s floating up over their heads just out of reach.
Friends who just can’t quite grasp them on their own.
Life is so hard.
There are days, weeks, months, and even years when it seems like hope and love are unreachable.
What do we do in these seasons?
First, we have to have faith.
Look up.
Love is there!
Hope is too!
Believe there’s a way to reach them and then let go of anything holding you back from simply saying,
“I need help. I can’t do this on my own.”
God will send a broom
God will send the right person.
God will send just what you need at just the right moment.
But remember this,
sometimes you have to do things that seem a little uncomfortable first.
Be vulnerable.
Share your story.
Hope and Love are just within reach………………….or at least within someone’s reach who will hand them to you if you’ll just ask.
Praying you’ll reach out today if you need help finding hope or love
(even if all you can reach is a broom)!
You have to start somewhere!
God will do the rest!
In December of 2007 as our youngest son, Nick, was fighting brain cancer, I began to blog. Writing provided a way for me to release all of my questions, fears, and doubts. It also allowed me to share the ups and downs of Nick's journey with people who were praying for him all over the world. When Nick went Home in November of 2008, my blog became my way of searching for God in the midst of my deep heartache. My heart was broken and grief brought to the surface every emotion imaginable. Being able to release those emotions through my writing brought a sense of purpose to my pain. Having already walked the road of grief in 1992 when we lost our daughter to SIDS, I knew I needed a way to keep from falling into a pit of depression and despair. I had walked close to the edge of a bottomless pit when we lost our daughter,and I knew I couldn't let myself get that close to the edge again. This blog has been and continues to be my tiny corner of the world where I can share My Heart as I journey through God's Word.......thus the name........ My Heart His Words. Thank you for taking time to share life with me. If we do not meet while here on earth, I look forward to hearing all about your life when we reach our final destiny.........Heaven! Email me anytime at 
