When somebody gives you a car

Last night our friends came over for dinner and looked a little suspicious.  

Or maybe I'm remembering it that way.

They slinked in and giggled, throwing wide their arms and giving us bigger hugs than usual.

It felt good to see them.

And then they threw some keys on the counter.

Noticing they were Honda Odyssey keys, I gasped,

"OHHHHHH you found my spare set of keys!!"

They said,

"No actually.  These are your NEW car keys."

Ummm. Did I hear them right? 

My husband and I stopped mid-sentence and looked into their eyes.

Speechless.

Not really sure what to say except cry.

They said,

"We prayed about it and we felt like we were supposed to give you our van."

We melted.

How exactly, did we end up with such good friends?

And how did they fore-know we needed a car?

And how in the world do you give someone something like that?

They must love us way more than we thought. 

And they must also know us well.

Well enough to know we would humbly accept their blessing and be thrilled to pieces.

Even if we weren't showing it that second because we stood before them in

Utter Shock.

Saying "thank you" felt so small.

I'm telling you this story because we were blessed this weekend in a way that we will never forget.

NEVER EVER.

And it made us re-evaluate everything.

They told us it was God's gift to us.

Indeed.

They don't know it, but they are the gift.

Love them.

Who in the world can I bless today?