In the later years of our marriage, Jack went shopping by himself to Buy me a valentine. But when the holiday came, he Couldn't remember where he Had hidden it. He was upset with himself. I felt sad for him, and a bit Disappointed for me. It was a couple of years after Jack had died when I was Rummaging in his closet that I found the card that he had Safely tucked away. I clutched it close as I read the Tender printed verse again and Again. I imagined how carefully my Husband had searched through the Cards on the rack before He found the one that was just Right for me. It didn't even matter that he hadn't Been able to sign his name. I could read his heart. I still display my surprise card along With my new ones. I believe God knew the lost and Found valentine would mean even More to me after Jack was gone. |