Postcards

He lived at the shelter, on and off. He told me, “I never get mail except from the government. I never once got a Christmas card in the mail that I can remember.” So I set about sending him postcards. I might have sent a dozen over several months but I never heard back and never saw him again. I asked about him at the shelter. They said he moved on, no one really knew, but they remembered the postcards, that whenever a postcard came to him in the mail, he carried it with him and showed it to everyone.

Go in peace to love and serve The Lord!

Josh