Much of this message I wrote a year ago, yet it is so critical for my weak little heart that I needed to dive back into again this year. This message is a gentle reminder from our patient Lord, who never tires of reassuring a needy heart. “YOU ARE THE BEST” once just a plain sheet of old pink construction paper that has been carefully pruned and snipped by the dull edges of small scissors and eight-year-old hands. When I read these words that were strewn out in front of me on Mother’s Day last year, my heart skipped a beat. In a quiet room, I sat in bed sipping…