My favorite gift to receive is a card with a written note. I love cards. When they're given to me, I cherish them. Occasionally, on particularly difficult days, I take them out of safekeeping, pile them on the floor, and just sit and read. Inevitably, I cry, but I always laugh. I absorb all of the good things people have spoken over me and my life.
I am reminded that I am loved, special, and meaningful. I am reminded that kind acts and words are never in vain. I am reminded of all the people I've connected with over the years. I am reminded to be grateful for each of them. I am reminded of bright and happy days. I see God's loving hands in these cards.
I like to imagine that He knew I would read and re-read them over and over throughout my life, so He gently guided these individuals as they made their selections and quietly spoke to them as they wrote the notes.
"Happy Valentine's Day Big Sister...God will bless you, you what and see."
This card was made by my youngest brother so very long ago. I laugh every time at "what and see." How adorable!
The Happy Birthday booklet made by my cousin Denise for my 17th birthday is one of my favorites. It's so thoughtful.
Sister Key gave me the last card, and it was definitely a God thing. One day, at church she handed me a card. When I opened it, it had $40. It was another young lady's birthday, and I assumed she just gave it to the wrong person. After church I told her, "I think you gave this to me by mistake. It's not my birthday; it's Angela's." Sister Key smiled at me and said it was no mistake at all as she gave me a hug. The card read "Just wanted you to know the Lord brought you to mind today." Oh how I needed that that day.