We immediately jump to really bad conclusions when things get lost in the mail. I ordered a bank card and it didn’t arrive, so I presumed it had got intercepted. It’s the kind of thing you think will probably happen. Someone along the way feels that it is a bank card and perhaps it is a credit card and they can use it, so they take it. That’s what happened, I thought, so I ordered another one. Today I opened the post box and this was in it…
My bank card had gone walk about. Missent to the Philippines.
How would someone think South Africa is Philippines I don’t know, but none the less that’s where it went on a round about journey. It started it’s trip in the UK and somehow, who knows how, got this French stamp on the top, so it looks like Paris was on the itinerary. It could be the dispatch country is France and the head office is the UK. Either way, it was addressed to me in Cape Town and somehow it got onto the wrong flight and instead of heading south, it went East – very very far East and ended in the Philippines. Is it not absolutely amazing that someone stamped this stamp on it and put it back on track? It quite possibly could have got caught up in Filipino mail – stuck between two letters and that’s how it ended up there. The most amazing thing is that it found its way home.
I was thinking about that this morning. Some of us journey through this world a bit lost. We may go off the beaten track, wander in the wilderness, dabble in the dangerous, experiment with the wide road, but eventually, Someone stamps Missent on us and we are put back on track. In life’s postal system, we may get hopelessly lost in the mail, but God makes sure we will get to our final home.
I have a face in my mind of a young woman who is lost in the mail. She’s going here and there and branching out and making unwise choices, but as I saw her face in my mind, I understood she’s missent to the wilderness. It will only be a short time and she will be put on the right track home.
I was so glad to receive my bank card safe and sound, but to see someone come back to the straight and narrow brings with it eternal joy.
“We had to celebrate this happy day. For your brother was dead and has come back to life! He was lost, but now he is found!'”
It won’t be long.
These are the days!
Keep the smile going!
God bless you.
In His Grip,
Helga xx 🙂