A girl and a letter

I love Christella, I really do. From the first time I met her, almost 10 years ago now, she has always been a special child to me. Her cute smile, her quiet voice, her sweet/sassy personality, her willingness to follow me anywhere and help with anything. There is a special place for her beautiful face in my heart, for sure.

The other day Christella was hanging out in my office and out of no where she said, "I still have the letter you wrote me." She then told me she has had it for more than a year now and keeps it safe in her photo album. I remember the letter, it was a small card I wrote to her for fun. The kids are always writing me letters and drawing me pictures, (which I absolutely love, and treasure) so one day I decided to write them back.  Little did I know that little card I wrote would mean so much.

The things that matter most in this life are almost always the little things. A hug, a phone call, a picture, an email, a card, just letting someone know you are thinking about them, and that you care. I had no idea when I wrote her that letter that the 5 minutes I took to write her would be something she treasured for over a year already!

When I got home yesterday I found some note cards and wrote her again, as well as a few other children. The smiles on their faces last night when I handed them each their letter has inspired me to keep on writing, and encourage you to, too!

Why not take a moment today and send an old friend some good old fashion snail mail? I guarantee you it will bring a smile to their faces and you'll probably have fun writing them too.

Peace, love and snail mail!

Rachel

Comments

  1. Betty-LouSeptember 6, 2013 at 8:49 PM

    Thanks... I did that this week. I wrote to a friend who isn't on a computer, but her mother told me she needed encouragement. I jokingly say 'if it needs a stamp, I probably won't get to it'...I need to stop saying that!!! But for you... I'll get on this and say I care about you! Praying you have a wonderful week....Love you...BL

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

A Baby Sized Miracle

Image
Today I witnessed a beautiful miracle. I saw God's love poured out in a lovingly selfless act. Today I saw the hands and feet of Jesus at work. Today in Leveque something amazing happened. It started with something terribly sad. A newborn baby was dropped into a latrine and left to die. Something I cannot fathom and which shatters my heart. I cannot even begin to understand what went through this mother's mind as she let go of her baby and watched him fall into the dark pit. Thankfully God has a wonderful plan for this little life and his sweet cry was loud enough to be heard by a good samaritan passing by, who quickly called Pastor Williamson, the deaf pastor from Leveque. A group of people worked together to smash the cement cover off the latrine carefully so the baby would not be injured. Then they somehow used some metal bars and a net or basket of some sort to lift the baby out of the pit. Miraculously he only had a few scraps on him. The community came together to care
Read more

How to Be More Effective in Cross Cultural Ministry

There is a sad truth I would like to share with you. All too often people with great intentions do harm in Jesus' name in cross cultural ministry. In my ten years on the mission field I have seen a lot of amazing things happen but I've also seen a lot of hurt caused by well meaning ministry workers. I have compiled this short list of things I have learned, and that I think you should know to help you be more effective in cross cultural missions. 1. Always remember that YOU are the foreigner. This is not your country, you are a guest and should act like one. 2. The people you are serving know SO much more than you ever will about their country, culture and needs. 3. Your way isn't the only way, or necessarily the right way. 4. You better work your butt off to learn the language, and quickly. If you have been living or serving in a foreign land for a year and still can't communicate more than basic greetings to those you came to serve you need to make some chang
Read more

Gross, gross, gross!!

I can handle mice. I can handle rats. I can handle lizards. I can handle cockroaches. I can handle snakes. I can handle tarantulas. I can handle flying green leaf shaped bugs that smell funny. I can handle a lot more than your average woman, with two minor exceptions: Dead things and Haitian frogs. I can kill a mouse, a cockroach, a snake or a tarantula without fear, but once it's dead I'm not going near it! A lizard on my bedroom wall doesn't faze me, but a dead one in the closet makes me run for the door. Strange I know...but dead things just freak me out! Haitian frogs on the other hand have me running around screaming like a scared little girl. I specify Haitian frogs because Canadian frogs have never really bothered me, except that one time in grade 8 when Ben Lanteigne kicked a frog and it came flying right for my face! Haitian frogs are a whole other ball game. They are the kind of frogs you would see in the Toronto zoo. They always look wet and slimy and ha
Read more