A couple of weeks ago I was a bit down because of too little cash on hand. After a few days of thinking, praying, and yes complaining I went to my office at Casa de Niños and found some envelopes on the desk. I took them and upon opening the most interesting one I remembered a conversation I had with my dad a year and a half ago. My father passed away a little over a year ago but before that one of my conversations with him on a day in mid January he asked me if I had received the Christmas card that he sent last month. I said no. He told me that he sent me $100 dollars cash. I thought to myself that a post office clerk somewhere in Mexico had a nice Christmas. I forgot all about that until a I opened the letter that contained a Christmas card from my dad that was sent a year and a half ago, and contained "still" the $100 dollars. It was a wonderful surprise to receive the money at a time of need, and to feel the love from both my earthly and heavenly father. Blessings to you and have a wonderful day!
