Mailing Bread
If you would have watched me a few minutes ago, you’d have not given me a second thought. A middle-aged man putting items in the mailbox outside of City Hall would never spark comment. But throw a couple of loaves of bread in there, and suddenly my act seems noteworthy. One of the visually oddest metaphors in the Bible is the Sage telling us to “cast your bread on the water, for you’ll find it after many days.” Like some Bronze Age student of the Sage, I threw some crusts into the mailbox, hoping beyond hope that they will return. "Cast your bread upon the waters, for you will find it after many days.” Ecclesiastes 11:1 OK, so it wasn’t literally loaves of sourdough I put in the mailbox, but felt as if I were casting bread with the cards I posted. I made two card for my two sons—both of whom have ghosted me—telling them simply that I am thinking about them. I think about them every day, but have been blocked on all forms of media. The post office is the turbulent...
