27. God’s Mailbox

The day Mom sent a mass email

of bad cancer news/good news in Christ,

 

I snowshoed up to Revelation Point,

Snow Mountain Ranch, Winter Park, Colorado.

 

There, at the top, was an empty mailbox:

God’s Mailbox (the black paint said so).

 

I had no pencil, not even a scrap

of paper. So I took a picture with my phone.

 

Every day, I hoped that looking at it

would count,

that my prayer would be safely delivered.