SendMyCardBlog

The other day my mentor Glenda went to spend eternity with Jesus. I was shocked at the sudden death and in some ways, I am still in shock. Saddened by thoughts of not having her as a sounding board to share with. I also felt a little angry. It seemed that our mentor mentee relationship was to brief. I found myself selfishly wanting to ask God “why”. Then it dawned on me.

My mentors death was not about me. Her life was precisely placed in my path by God. Our paths meeting at the crossroad was never by accident or coincident. Our lives had been a planned connection. Our destiny was intricately woven within each others journey. We were supposed to meet. I am so much better for having been in her presence. Thank you Lord for your plan.

I’ll probably never understand death, nor do I think I want to. I thank you Lord for helping me, to meet great people that teach me about living.

In appreciation for my mentor (Glenda Foster-Oney),

Warmest Regards,

“The Card Sender”

When you wake up on Sunday morning you don’t expect to be caught up in a phone conversation prior to church. At least I don’t. I like to wake up and chat with my wife, eat breakfast and prepare my mind and heart for my sunday school students. Just as I am settling into my normal morning. I had chatted with my wife, had just about completed my breakfast…then the phone rings.

I hesitate answering it, after I see that the number is from a family member in Ohio. I thought to myself “now, they know I go to church on Sunday morning, what in the world could be so important?” Then I thought, someone could be ill or perhaps d…no, don’t want to go there. I pick the phone up, it’s my older brother. He started talking fast and I could not understand, so I asked him to slow down.

What is it? I said. He slows down and shouted thanks for the greeting card. I almost said what card but then I remembered sending him a card full of faith verses to help him as he was going through some life issues. He was so happy. The thought of his happiness touched my heart.

He finally ended the phone call and I had just enough time to get dressed and leave for Sunday School. You can imagine how I felt. Also the conversation provided a good lesson for my Sunday School class. The greeting card sent eight days ago changed my brothers day for the better.

Everyday we have the opportunity to change a life with a smile, a kind word, a friendly handshake, and yes, a heartfelt greeting card.

Warmest Regards,
The CardSender