At the Well this week I met a man whom I’ve seen around from time to time. Very gentle older man that seems focused on doing volunteer work for His heavenly Father. On occasions we have had some talk about past work experiences and the importance of family. This last time that we crossed paths, he said that he wanted to share something with me. I was taken back by his excitement and waited for him to retreat his surprise. I was wondering what could be so important to him that even as he was rushing by, he took a minute to remember me. To my surprise, he hands me a laminated typed out post card. As I thanked him and began walking away I read these profound words which really spoke volumes to me. This post cards helped me to understand my parents and it showed me my new behavior a bit more clearly. After I sat down and read it for a second time, I thanked the Lord for this card and the person who handed it to me. For you see, this was the ...