Consequently, faith comes from hearing the message, and the message is heard through the word of Christ.
Opening the inner package revealed the mysterious lump to be a 10x magnifying glass, which shared the package with the tiny letter (itself sealed with a little drop of wax and carefully encased in a larger piece of plastic-and-cardboard) and a little notecard.
Looking carefully, I could see that it had my name and address, the sender’s name and address, and even a tiny, stamp post-marked WSPS (World’s Smallest Postal Service) in the upper right-hand corner. On the back, the tiny drop of sealing wax was stamped with a little dinky R, the sender’s last initial.
And here is the tiny letter, contained within the tiny envelope. My only disappointment was that, unlike those grains of rice with your name written on them, this was a typed, rather than handwritten, letter. The microscopic size and remarkable attention to detail, however, more than make up for that slight oversight.
Thank you, Nora! What a lot of fun encased all in one little letter!