31 Days of Philippians 4:8
I’m pretty sure my dad set a record with the number of care packages he sent my way during my college years.
He’d send snacks of all kinds and numerous odds and ends to facilitate life or brighten my day. Enclosed would be a brief note that always ended with the words “Let us hear from you.” And to make it easy for me to stay in touch, he kept me equipped with one of those calling cards we all used back in the day.
I always had illusions of following in my dad’s footsteps, of being that same kind of faithful, attentive parent once my kids headed to college. But my son’s been away for more than a year now, and while I’ve mailed him a couple of boxes, the care package thing hasn’t gone quite the way I’d envisioned.
Today, though, I’m renewing my efforts, because I remember how loved and cared for I used to feel when I’d find a package notice in my Biola mailbox. I’d join the line waiting at the window and then head eagerly back to the dorm, anticipating the novelties I’d find nestled inside the box so thoughtfully put together by my dad. And almost always, I’d receive a few envious looks or comments from friends who weren’t loved on in quite the same way as my dad loved on me.
So as my son gets ready to turn 23, I’m sending a few treats his way, hoping that the same affection showered on me in that thoughtful, tangible way so many years ago will be felt in turn by this young man I love so dearly.
2 Replies to “That Admirable Expression of Love”
That’s cool, tammy. I never knew that. I’d like to hear more about your dad. Mine left that kind of stuff to my mom.
He really was a thoughtful, kind person. We’ll have to chat!