Yesterday when my husband brought me the post of the day I was eagerly watching. Is there a personal letter for me? In these days we have all these letters of advertisement to but this or that, extraordinary things you must have, or moving stories in letters about needs, to help an organisation, especially now before Christmas.
Laying in my bed I looked through the envelops first. Yes, one special letter in fact, "To mormor" (mothers mother) and my name was written on the envelop. Eagerly I opened the letter. It was from Sunniva, my six years old granddaughter in England. Inside, on the first page she had made a beautiful painting of me and her. I smiled and looked really young and slim on that painting.
I turned the page to read a very sweet, warm letter about what she was doing. She expressed her love for me, asking me to visit her, and she was telling that she was praying for me. It was a well written letter. She is so clever for her age. On the last page she had painted a big beautiful flower.
Oh, sweet little angel, how she warmed my heart this morning. I am surrounded by love all day long. But laying in my bed this rainy morning it was like a sunbeam shining through my window, brightening my day. It was an extra blessing. "Thank you Lord,! Thank you for little Sunniva. Thank you for all our grandchildren. Oh, Lord, thank you for what a letter of love can do!
Sunniva and I have just read your response. It made me cry to think of how she has made you happy. She is a wonderful blessing to us. We are all praing for you. Lots of love Hanna xxxx
Posted by: Hanna | November 19, 2009 at 08:48 PM