GOD NEEDS MAIL CLERKS TOO.

The Army selected a few of us to train together as one unit.  A combination of Marines, Airborne and Turks, we were a "motley" bunch.  Trading stories on break one day, it was Lamar's turn to tell what he did in Vietnam.  He stood up and said, "I was a mail clerk".  Those rough and tough guys gave a little "snicker".  Lamar said, "Wait a minute", when you guys are out, only GOD knows where, for three months at a time; crawling through caves filled with snakes where is the first place you go when you get back to camp?"  That's right, THE MAIL ROOM!  This is the place where you know you're not forgotten, someone cares, and it doesn't matter what it is; just that you get mail.  He went on:  "We had over 30% of our soldiers who did not get mail in my outfit.  In fact it could get so bad, that they would threaten us mail clerks for losing their mail.  So, on letters when some of the soldiers had rotated home or had been killed in action, I would take their mail and put names of soldiers who did not get mail on them, this included packages too.  I would stay up nights writing letters to these soldiers taking stuff my family would send from home to make them packages so they would have mail.  It was only February and I was already trying to figure out how I was going to do Christmas.  Then December came and I ran out of money and did not know how these people would have packages.  Mail began to pour in, addressed to "Our Heros, You're Special to Me" and the return address was, "From a Guy Like You".   Those soldiers in our outfit who returned home safely, and had received my "fake" mail while they were in combat, were sending letters, pictures, and gifts from home.  They were inviting them to come visit when they came back state side."  Lamar did not make it through our training and was sent back to his old unit; I remember what he told me:  "I may not be who they want here, which only means my old unit must need me to go back to Vietnam, because I am the best DARN MAIL CLERK THERE IS.  Proverbs 3:27, "Do not withhold good...when it is in your power to do it."  Sometimes when I begin to think that what I do is not important, I remember Lamar, and I try to be the "BEST MAIL CLERK" I can!


Psalm 139: 23-24
Isaiah  43:1
GOD IS GOD!