If you're the praying kind... never stop.

I recently came across an item I purchased at a thrift store a few years ago. It was a small, antique-looking picture frame with with a saying on it that I liked.  For some reason, today, I thought I would look at the back of the print to see if there was a date on it.  As I was carefully prying off the cardboard & nails (this was clearly not a frame picked up at Michael's), I noticed some handwriting on the back of the print. It was a card written to a mother from a daughter, dated on a Friday the 19th in the year 1960. In the note, the daughter says she is enjoying some morning quiet time with God and her coffee, while she looks out over the lake.

Here's just a portion of it:

I got to thinking of you and of the many, many years you had prayed for us and I just had to stop for a moment to say 'Bless you' and thank you so very much.

Of all the topics she could have been writing about, this happened to be about a mother praying for her children.  What a needed reminder.