THE POSTMAN

When I was a child, one of the things I looked forward to every day was the postman. I loved watching him bring the mail to our house and put it in the mail slot in the door. We all knew our postman and enjoyed visiting with him briefly when he stopped at our home.

I learned very early that the postman always get through. He came in good weather and bad. He came in the cold and the hot. It made no difference. He came every day except for Sunday. We could always depend on the postman.

The past winter Jimmy and I have felt something like a postman. We traveled for speaking engagements almost the entire month of February! We agreed that in our over 30 years of traveling, this had been our worst winter. Almost everywhere we went there was snow. We even had snow on a trip to Louisiana!

Nevertheless, we made it to every event and were blessed to see the number of people who came out to celebrate and learn about what God is doing at pregnancy centers and homes around the country.

In the midst of the stuggles of traveling, cold, and scrapping the ice off the car each morning so we could get on the road, there were also moments of great beauty. The snow on the trees and the friendliness of people as we traveled was wonderful.

Similarly, despite all of our struggles there are places of beauty and glimpses of the hand of God. An easy life may seem to be the best life, but I think that it is not so much about having an easy life as it is about having a fulfilled one. To have a fulfilled life we have to push through, learn to find beauty in hardship, and pay attention to what is going on around us and most of all cling to the hand of God.

Anne