IPC Messenger 2017 September 2017 - Page 12

The IPC Messenger PERIODICALS POSTAGE PAID SAVANNAH, GA INDEPENDENT PRESBYTERIAN CHURCH P. O. BOX 9266 SAVANNAH, GA 31412 The IPC Messenger (USPS 261–200) is published weekly by Independent Presbyterian Church, 207 Bull Street, Savannah, GA 31401. Periodical Postage paid at Savannah, Georgia 31402. POSTMASTER: send address changes to IPC Messenger, P.O. Box 9266, Savannah, GA 31412. A Public Apology from a Mother to her Son I am sure all parents of children have experienced moments of regret and guilt over mistakes made rearing our families. It is one thing to remember those mistakes, it is another to get hit with it in the sanctuary of your church! Dear Pam Wiggins texted me on a Tuesday evening that she had a gift for me and would find me on Sunday morning. I was not expecting a takeout bag from Carrabba’s that contained two boxes that looked like they had been in a war zone. Those two boxes were care packages from 2014 and 2016 that had been mailed to my son Conrad while he was a student at Birmingham Southern College. They contained homemade goodies, handwritten notes, and a lot of love. Our church is like that. Conrad’s mother is not. I had fussed and fumed at him for the rest of his college days that he did not write a thank you note. It had become my mantra on his trips home. “Why can’t you just do the right thing? Don’t you dare tell me you did not receive the care packages! Everyone else did!” His sister Rebecca had stood with him and said the mail at school was the worst ever and please ask Mrs. Pam to mail it to her apartment. We had the address changed for his senior year. I was certain I could sit in my pew and proudly read a well–written and thoughtful thank–you note from my son in the newsletter. I think there is something written somewhere about pride going before a fall. There are some life lessons here. Sometimes you need to believe your child. Sometimes you do not need to worry about what other people are thinking because your child did not write a thank–you note. Pringles in a can probably should not be eaten by mankind, because after two years of abuse at the hands of the United States Postal Service, they look like the day they were purchased. To Pam Wiggins and her small army of women that love on our students, thank you. That box represents a lot of work on their part. To the United States Postal Service, you can do better. To Conrad, I humbly ask for forgiveness. I will do better until my next mistake! — Amy R. Martin