That is what came to mind when I first read the prompt. Who cares? How much? How do I know? When and how does God show this concern for me and compassion in such a powerful way?
When we take the time to be the person we need to be for somebody else who's hurting. We are hands and feet. We are the ones who can touch others' lives.
I've experienced it in great waves and at other moments in dribs and drabs.
How much does He care for me?