A Birthday Letter From Greta

It is hard to believe that next week, April 12th, will mark one year since Greta's death. Today I will miss getting that much anticipated call from her to wish me Happy Birthday and the few inevitable jokes and witty remarks to go with our conversation. And that is okay because I trust in a sovereign and all-wise God who knows what is best for me and Greta. I am so glad he took her home. Besides, it's not about me. It's ALL about HIM and HIS glory. And with that, I just want to praise him for this little gift He gave me.

While flipping through my childhood photo album recently, I found a letter written by Greta when she was just 6 years old. For some reason, I can't recall ever reading this letter before even though I have looked through the album a gazillion+ times . I know it has been there the entire time, folded up in the old envelope marked saved, obviously written in my mother distinct handwriting, until by God's providence, I opened it. The letter was dated April 3, 1975 (my birth-date) and addressed to Mom and Baby sissy (me) on the occasion of my birth! Isn't that neat? My heart was flooded with emotion as the tears poured down my cheeks. I have rarely felt so moved to find something so precious to me. I guess I am in awe that God will deal in a small matter as this, as to let me find this letter. What a gracious gift.

I know I am a big sinner who sometimes kicks and screams when things don't go my way. Shameful. I Know. I only deserve hell and yet God is pleased to continue to be merciful and gracious in *seemingly* insignificant ways. Thank you God that you deal in the "small matters" of my life. It means A LOT to me.

"Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? And not one of them will fall to the ground apart from your Father. But even the hairs of your head are all numbered. Fear not, therefore; you are of more value than many sparrows.."

Matthew 10:29-31