Love Letters . . .

Luke 2:10,11



While camping this fall, I had a great desire to write the word of God on leaves.  Don't ask me why. Perhaps it was just a medium I hadn't yet utilized.  So with marking pens and stamps I went around the campground proclaiming the good news.  Some leaves were still attached while others had already taken their liberty proclaiming "free at last" as they first soared to the heavens then fluttered to earth.  Since arriving home I've often thought of those arriving after us finding words of life in unexpected places.  
This Christmas season, let us keep our eyes open 
for those messages . . . surprise love letters from our Father. 

. . .or . . . dare I say it . . . launch some of our own . . .