We ourselves feel that what we are doing is just a drop in the ocean. But the ocean would be less because of that missing drop.

Our life of poverty is as necessary as the work itself. Only in heaven will we see how much we owe to the poor for helping us to love God better because of them.

- Mother Teresa

November 16, 2010

Special Delivery!

I want everyone to know how much what happened today means to me. First of all, let me say that the people at the post office here in XX are difficult to deal with at times because they can get pretty busy and because it takes FOREVER to get a care package then when it finally arrives you have to wait HOURS for customs to come to open your box and sign off on stuff. One time they told me they lost a care package of mine, just to find out that someone had placed it in the back waiting for me the whole time.

My parents recently EXPRESSED a care package to me with Thanksgiving supplies. Though it was supposed to arrive in less than a week, I was not expecting to get it until much later.

While I was home today I got a phone call from a strange number and when I answered the guy was talking really fast and told me he was from the government or something. He definitely did not say he was from the post office. I asked what he needed with me and he said a package of mine had arrived in the post office. I told him I would come to get it. He asked me when. I said today. He spoke urgently. He asked me how long it would take me to get to the post office. I said in 30 minutes. He said no, this is urgent, let me and my coworker come deliver it. I was like, seriously, your not kidding? You are going to personally deliver my care package? He said yes, this is very important. He told me to meet him outside in ten minutes.

When I got off the phone I started to wonder if that really just happened because of all the troubles we have all had with the post office in the past. Then, I wondered if it was really all just for the care package from my parents. Maybe it was something extremely important from America? Maybe the President wants to reward me for doing such a great job in Peace Corps Mozambique? As soon as I stopped thinking ridiculously the guy called again and with the same urgency, asked where I was. I was walking towards him and he told me which car was his. I soon met him and he got out of the car and said, finally! This package arrived for you from Maputo today and I came to personally deliver it! Then he handed me the package and I immediately noticed my dad's handwriting. SWEET! It was my Thanksgiving care package! I asked the guy if we needed to go to customs and he said no because that would take very long, and that I just needed to sign something.

I will never forget this day and now I know what the post office in Xai Xai is capable of!

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