A heart erupting with love

Em came home from school a few weeks ago and explained that she had won a thumb war with her Science group...the prize...we got to create a volcano so that her group could "erupt" it the next day.  After a quiet little moan from me, we embraced her winning and got to work.  We had a lot of fun getting creative; her volcano had a palm tree area, huts with villagers, a flower field and of course the water with big boulders.  The glue gun got a good work out.  

I got to go in and help with the eruptions.  It was fun to be a part of it. 

After the eruptions, her teacher told her class that each group (3 girls) needed to decide who should take it home.  She added that the person who created it should probably be the one to take it, considering the amount of work that was put into it.  As I watched the groups making their decisions, most of them followed that plan.  One of Emma's group members (not pictured) was trying to talk her into giving it to her.  I watched Emma waver but then encouraged her (from across the room) to say that she wanted, because from her body language she appeared to be unsure. The two girls ended up talking to the teacher and Emma was told that she could take it home.  The other group member teared up.  It was very hard to see.  As we walked out into the hall, I whispered to Emma that it was up to her, that I was fine with what she wanted and that if she was okay with it, she could give it to the other group member.   At that time, she ran ahead of me to catch the group member and kindly, lovingly and selflessly gave the volcano to the other group member.  I was so proud of her.  She told me later that it made her happy to make the other girl happy.  My heart was overflowing.  I love you Emma, you are true example of God's love.