One act of Love

I was listening to a radio program today on moody radio. The premise was, have you ever had anyone in your life, someone you know or a complete stranger, ever do anything that showed you love in such an amazing way, that it left a lasting impact you still remember to this day?
So as I listened to the program, there was a story about a man, who for whatever reason, was contemplating suicide. He had been diagnosed with brain cancer, and was told he only had a few months to live. Due to his medical bills, he was on the verge of losing his place to live, and was soon going to be homeless, with brain cancer.
He went to church that Wednesday, and after the service went to the chapel for prayer. During that time, he broke down, completely overwhelmed with his situation. After the prayer service, he went to sit in the garden to be by himself.
A stranger walked up to him, and touched him on the shoulder. She told him that she had overheard his prayer, and wanted to let him know that she wanted to help him. She gave him a check and left. The man stuffed the check in his pocket without looking at it. When he got home, he looked at the check, which had been made out for $1500. The amount of money he needed to keep his house was $1100.
Significant? Sure. What was even more interesting, was that in the memo line, the woman had written: LIVE!
Amazing. Somehow God knew what this man needed, and what time he needed it.
So as I drove along, listening to this, and I wondered, where is my check?
How is it, that even in my last blog post, I wrote about how I know that God loves me. How is it, then, that I feel so lonely?
Why am I so dependent on a feeling? What else could God do that he hasn't already done for me? Where is my act of Love?
Why is it that sometimes I go out of my way to forget that Jesus already gave me that one act of love, in his death on the cross.
The irony isn't lost on me.. I know Easters is right around the corner. I know He loves me.
I just want to feel it.