Return to Sender

4:10 pm · category: Uncategorized

A couple of weeks ago I received a 6″x9″ envelope with one of my former student’s (Bart) return address. The last time he sent me something via snail mail, it was a really interesting set of CDs on evolution v. creation — so I was understandably excited. But the package was really light, so I figured he forgot to actually put something in the envelope. Inside, I found a roll of stamps.

See, I have this thing where I write to all of my former students who are in college. But I don’t just dash off a quick note and send it via cyberspace. No, I send a handwritten, personal letter on stationary or a notecard and send it via snail mail. I have this idea that letter writing is a lost art in this technologically savvy world we live in, and that to actually receive a letter you can hold in your hands is something rare and visceral. Moreover, I think letters from people you know are a nice surprise when you’re in college and therefore separated from more familiar surroundings and people. I like to think of it as my own personal ministry.

I used to write letters once a week, but that got to be a little too much and I cut back to twice a month. Unfortunately, I got more than a little overwhelmed this semester and didn’t send out anything for almost six weeks. Apparently, those letters were more appreciated than I ever knew, because Bart very subtly let me know that they were being missed.

So I’ve spent the last two days holed up in my bedroom writing scads of letters. My hand is more than a little cramped, so even typing is a nice change of pace.

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