The letter was addressed:
Dated October 11, 1978, my Grandmother’s handwriting on the faded page closed with:
In that pre-blog era of putting actual pen to paper, she wrote heart words to her Lord and Saviour asking for blessings concerning selling her and Granddaddy’s house.
The same envelope housed another such letter dated one year later that began:
and ended with:
Break the bread
Minister to the broken
the One Whom you believe....
A faith that does not do things is a dead faith.
James 2:17 NLV