I received a thank-you note in the mail yesterday. It was from my pastor regarding a silly little gift we had given her which arrived at an opportune time and provided way more positive emotion than we could ever have imagined.
An earlier one was from a friend commenting positively on the lessons I had brought to class. It called to mind yet another one I received many years ago from a parent regarding how happy she was with the lessons her son had received while in my Sunday School class of senior high students. She was moved by the results she saw in him.
The point to all this is how much these notes mean to me. It was an example of the “pay” one receives very few times over a lifetime. Both were evidence of work well done, making me proud, not in a haughty way, but from a sense of success in the labor of love I had given freely without expectation of reward.
You always have the opportunity to use the power of a postage stamp to brighten up someone’s life, to what extent you may never know. That’s not why we do it.
When was the last time you mailed a personal note?
I'm Pete Vanderpool and that's An Educated Guess.