He looked like the love thoughts of women. he could be a bee to a blossom- a pear tree blossom in the spring. He seemed to be crushing scent out of the world with his footsteps. . . He was a glance from God. (Pg.148).
The glance from God was merely Janie falling in love with someone who she knew would give her freedom, respect, and let her live the life that she wanted.