Christmas sparkle and celebrations at a time when everyone wishes to spread joy and happiness across their families and friendship circles. A time of love, giving, sharing, and being together in fun and laughter.
Warmth and harmony wrapping around you, not just the paper you enclose your gifts for others within. Feeling the excitement and joy that this time of year brings to most of you, busy preparing, shopping, producing, creating and planning. Making lists, writing out cards, preparing little gift tags with the names of all lucky recipients of your gifts to them.
Children write their letters to Santa, wives and girlfriends leaving little love notes, hints upon online screens, and in conversations. Popping brochures and magazines down in front of their lovers, hoping for their very best gifts. Men trying desperately to hide their despair at this time of the year, flustered and faffing, usually the last minute, to grab a bargain for their beaus, and lacking in the creative mindset to write the correct words upon cards for their loves.
Communication is at all time high, texts, emails, cards, and social media tweets, online groups posting messages and yet, I wonder where the personalised letters of love and respect and well wishes are? What have we lost, and what can a simple hand written letter do to uplift and inspire another person. Especially when they are alone, widowed, abandoned by family, suffering in health, living alone, reclusive… or homeless.
All the world is energised and conversations about party invitations, online meets, street parties, garden hot tubs and sparkling glasses are all listed on those pieces of paper, mobile devices or on bullet boards, but everyone is forward thinking and so looking forward to the very highlight of the year for most of you.
I like you, are mindful of those without, homes or food or clothing, no friends, nor invitations to dine, raise a glass or ever hope to be the lucky recipient of a loving gesture of gift exchange.
This got me thinking, and I ask that you bring to mind someone that has not had the chance to hold their loved one. The child forgotten in the school playground. The parents who are torn and tormented with estrangement of relationship have no time to pause and spend time with their children, who are fearful and frozen with uncertainty about their futures.
Money is tight for most people too, with pressing bills, threats of redundancies, closures of businesses and relocation to search for work. Emotions can be low, or worse still. Health suffers, sadness seeps into every day, and I really feel that we can make a small step to ensure someone feels important.
With this in mind, I wondered if you would like to help me out?
I plan to write, as I did last year, a batch of Christmas cards to send out to those in children’s homes. A cute picture, a few words of inspiration, and love stamped upon the envelope as they are delivered to the unsuspecting young soul whose fault it is not, that they have to spend their time in care.
Do you care enough about what others are thinking or feeling? Do you believe you can make a difference?
I have a task I would like you to help me out with
– I believe you will love doing so!
I am collating a bundle of LETTERS, hand written on paper, and it is my hope to post these in special envelopes to those who are elderly. Who live alone. Who have no family. Those who served in the military and have been forgotton. Those I pass on my journeys out and about, to those on the street.
Words are powerful. They touch hearts. They restore faith in humanity and they save lives.
Your words may just save a life. Could just inspire someone to change their life. You could bring happiness to someone far away from you. Simply by writing a few words in a message to them.
Would you pick up a pen, smooth out a sheet or two of paper, then write to a soul, as you reach out and speak to their hearts?
When you have selected your paper, put down the pen, pop it in an envelope, with your return address written on the back of the envelope, and post first class to:
5 Ullerdale Close, Belmont, Durham, DH1 2TU, United Kingdom
Where you can be assured it will be passed to someone in need of love at this critical time of the year.
Someone out there is suffering and cold, lonely and abandoned, destroyed and depressed. Your letter to them may make a huge life-changing difference to them.
Are you willing to help? To spend just five or ten minutes or even a day, trying to think of a message, or write a few encouraging words to someone who feels the whole world may be against them.
If you were alone, cold and unloved, how would you feel if someone popped a lovely letter through your letterbox or into your hand
I know how much gratitude I have that you are about to write your first letter to a stranger to make a difference in their lives.
Thank you. x
This is a poem I came across some months ago, and I absolutely feel it so appropriate to share it with you here, now.
Have You Earned Your Tomorrow?
– Edgar Guest
Is anybody happier because you passed his way?
Does anyone remember that you spoke to him today?
This day is almost over, and its toiling time is through;
Is there anyone to utter now a kindly word of you?
Did you give a cheerful greeting to the friend who came along?
Or a churlish sort of “Howdy” and then vanish in the throng?
Were you selfish pure and simple as you rushed along the way,
Or is someone mighty grateful for a deed you did today?
Can you say tonight, in parting with the day that’s slipping fast,
That you helped a single brother of the many that you passed?
Is a single heart rejoicing over what you did or said;
Does a man whose hopes were fading now with courage look ahead?
Did you waste the day, or lose it, was it well or sorely spent?
Did you leave a trail of kindness or a scar of discontent?
As you close your eyes in slumber do you think that God would say,
You have earned one more tomorrow by the work you did today?
Beautiful, isn’t it?
I look forward to receiving your spiritual contributions.