In the middle of a day with a frantic pace, I took my kids to McDonald’s for dinner. Rushing as I always do, I didn’t notice that the child behind the counter had put all the drinks on one end of the tray and the two light Happy Meals on the other. When I lifted the tray, immediately went flying to the floor my drink and one of the girls’ Shamrock shake. What a nasty mess! Not a single employee appeared to notice what had happened despite the fact that I hadn’t even taken a step away from the counter. A lady in line behind me kindly offered to help me clean the mess, which we set about doing with napkins. I don’t know whether or not the stranger was a Christian, but in her act of kindness, when I was feeling frazzled, I saw a brief glimpse of God’s love, which I admittedly was struggling to find today.