The Green Card (repost)

In the bottom drawer of a file cabinet, I just discovered a thick folder filled with “poems and inspiration.” I thumbed through it as I searched for examples to use in my message for ladies Bible study. Out fell this green card. It’s signed “Beverly.” My brain strains toward a faint recollection of a women’s speaker who visited our little church in Tampa. I cannot remember the article she speaks of. The card sports a push pin hole, so it must have once resided on a bulletin board for inspiration and encouragement. I think it deserves a frame now. I heart this card, and I breathe a prayer of thanksgiving for Beverly, for BBA, who took the time to send it and affirms me once again–26 years later. “Therefore,...