Page 46 - Amarillo Senior Link Magazine Winter 2020- Online Magazine
P. 46
HONORING SENIORS
My Love Letters
the author. Now, I
by Kandy Persall live with him full-
time.
As I hold God’s
Word in my hands,
I realize this too is a
love letter. Written
over the course
of centuries, God
shares His Heart,
His dreams, and His
plans with words that
come to life as I read
them.
But, does my delight
match my experience
with those simple
aerograms? When
fell in love through hopes, and plans peppered God quotes an
correspondence - the paper throughout. obscure reference, do I seek for
Inspiration
I and ink kind. the source? When He repeats
When I received one, I hoped a theme, do I stop to meditate?
I met my pen-pal on a for another. With each letter, And when He proclaims His
domestic flight. We attended I meditated extensively great love, do I tremble with
neighboring colleges and upon any portion I didn’t praise and wonder?
reconnected over a few coffee understand. When my pen-
dates before our summer pal quoted a book, I read the One day, we will no longer
schedules began. Airlines may book in its entirety. When need faith to see through the
have parted us internationally, he referenced a Scripture, I darkened glass of life. One day,
but air letters endeared us studied the verse. And when we will no longer need hope to
emotionally. he signed “with love,” I keep us waiting eagerly. And
trembled with delight. I came one day, we will no longer read
The outside of our letters to believe in the man through of His Love for we will live
was nothing special. Called his printed word. full-time with the Author.
aerograms, they were simply
pre-stamped pages, gummed Years later, I still own every Yet until that day, we must
on the edge to create their own one of the letters. Tucked away hold to these three: faith, hope,
envelope. They were created to in a battered stationary box, and love, all found in the Spirit
carry news between nations at these Asian-stamped pages of His Word. May we fall in
an inexpensive rate. But those are some of my most precious love with Him through reading
addressed to me that summer possessions - notice I say His Words and by uttering our
were anything but ordinary. “possessions”, as I rarely read response through prayer. May
They weren’t mere ramblings them anymore. They are still we desire to know Him as fully
of the day but rather heart- sentimental, but I no longer as He knows each of us.
felt ponderings with dreams, need these pages to learn about
46 Amarillo Senior Link
