I peel back one-inch-tall liberty bells and stick them in the corners of envelopes.
And I remember the postmaster’s words when he first told me about these stamps called Forever.
“Forever means forever,” he said.
We buy Forever Stamps at one price and can use them, … well, forever — no matter how the U.S. Postal Service adjusts prices in the future. The stamps are never outdated. They’ll never require additional payment. Forever is forever is forever.
So I press adhesive Forever stamps into the corners of thank-you notes this morning, and I whisper thanks to the one who stamped me like this: Forever.
Yes, Lord, “Forever means Forever.”
May your weekend be filled with reminders of God’s first-class love — His Love called Forever.
The price was paid, in full. We’ll never be required to pay more. His love does not grow old or become outdated or require our “payment.” We have been Grace-Stamped, first-class.
It was not cheap, this Forever love. But for us? It is freely given.