Snow and sleet doesn’t stop the U.S. Postal Service from delivering on time. But an avalanche of our New Year’s cards has me struggling beneath their weight — a burden of guilt.
It’s not the postal carrier who is to blame for late greetings. It’s my mailing list. Over the years, the list has grown longer — and longer.
At this late hour, it’s a dilemma whether to cut the list or plough through the names. As I stare at my list, perhaps a family picture — one we took at the end of December — and a newsy letter to read on a wintry January night is better than none. When a friend’s card finds its way to our mailbox, memories always warm my heart.
It’s the memories that are part of the catch-22. If I delete someone, then it seems I lose the connection to that person who once touched my life. Each name recalls a friend who encouraged, inspired or loved along the journey. All are a piece of my story.
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Author Debbie Macomber says these individuals are on “God’s guest list” in her book by the same name. She believes that He sends us people who may offer wisdom, enhance our faith or are instrumental in expanding a vision for our life, among other things.
She also has some wise words on how to hold onto these folks who have enriched our yesterdays and todays: Be intentional about staying in touch with friends. Keep our address books current. Connect at least once a year, even if it’s only at Christmas.
There’s a lot more insight in God’s Guest List, but as I continue to read there’s one item I’ve taken from it to use right now. I’m going to keep my Christmas list intact.
Sending out the cards may take until Valentine’s Day. But when the postal carrier delivers, I hope each recipient knows just how special they are.
After all, they’re on God’s guest list.