Imperfect letters scrawl unevenly across the page, far from the uniformity of a tweet or blog post. And yet these words weave together just the same, despite the ink smudges and crooked letters. Some ladies manage to write as beautiful on paper as they do on the computer, but my hands have never been coordinated enough to learn proper penmanship. Even so, these words have strength.
Tucked into an envelope they go, off to a fellow blogger many miles away. With it goes a prayer and a blessing.
And then I receive my mail, a handwritten letter among the bills and junk mail, I find an envelope full of encouragement and joy. It’s a wonderful exchange.
Because handwritten words matter. Emails are great, and text messages are fine. But when someone takes the time to pick out a card and write out a message, something powerful happens. Caring happens. Joy happens. Friendship happens.
I’ve been writing with #FMFParty for over a year now, and following it for much longer. After returning to America late last year, I started joining in on the Twitter party before the writing on Thursday nights. I timidly joined in the first time, and was welcomed with open arms. And these #FMFParty ladies have become more than just fellow bloggers.
They have become a support system. They are a fellowship hall. We are a community. When I’m joyful, they praise with me. When I’m down, they pray for me. I know many people don’t understand how this could work…we’ve never “met” and we don’t “know” each other.
But that isn’t true. We are readers and writers…modern day pen pals. And through #FMFPartySnailMail, we are becoming real pen pals. Writing out physical letters, buying real stamps, and finding postboxes to slip words of encouragement into, sending them onward to a sister in need of a kind word.
And through it all, I’ve realized….
I really need a letter opener. 😉
But seriously, I’ve learned that community comes in all shapes and sizes, and friendships form in the most unique of ways. When I count my blessings, I count my #FMFParty ladies.
The best part about #FMFPartySnailMail isn’t receiving a card. It’s reading about a new friend, finding the right words to send, and praying over her throughout the week. For me, that is where the blessings are.