Today, I received a simple request, “Hey, mom the next time
you send a package, could you send me a scarf?
There is a brown and tan scarf in with all the winter stuff. It
would be really nice to have.”
What Mitch doesn’t know is that old scarf has been everywhere
with us. From apartment, to apartment, to
house, to house, to house. It was worn by a missionary three decades ago. It was a gift
I sent to Ray while he was serving in Michigan. After he returned home it was placed
in a box of winter accessories and kept there until a few years ago when Mitch
discovered it and decided to wear it snowboarding. Not really for warmth, but more for fashion, because
it was retro. And now he wants it sent to him…to
keep him warm this winter.
Ray is a pack rat. I
am not, but every once in a while there
is something I am really glad we hung onto.
It did my mother heart good to think that something used by a wonderful missionary
long ago is going to be used again to keep another wonderful missionary warm. When he comes home with it I will definitely put it
away for safekeeping. You never know,
another missionary might want it someday.
