“The mail must go through.”

A few days ago I received a surprise in the mail. A marked up roughed up envelope that was the loan piece of mail we received that day. I looked carefully at the envelope and saw that it was addressed to my “nickname” and sent to wrong city!

Looking more closely I read the postmark: October 2021! It took 21 months for the piece of mail to arrive in my mailbox!

I’ve seen the main post office in Chicago. It’s HUGE. The fact that the United States Postal Service would spend the time necessary to track down a “Frosty” in an unknown city is more than amazing…it borders on the miraculous!! Some unknown clerk or clerks took the USPS motto to heart—the mail MUST go through! They never gave up! They persisted through the dark of night and many many months! I’m still astounded.

The gospel of Luke records several parables of Jesus in rapid succession. They are about a persistent God who doesn’t quit and who never gives up . There is a shepherd who looks fir one lost sheep while leaving 99 behind; a woman tearing a house apart looking for one lost coin out of ten; a father who never turns the porch light off until a “lost” son “comes to himself” and returns home much humbler than before. Those stories or parables are about a God whose Love never ends and extends into eternity and beyond.

And to think that it took a “lost” letter to remind me of this truth…this glimpse of grace. Hod does speak to us more often than not in the small events of our lives…if only we have the eyes to see.