Monday, December 6, 2010

Sometimes You Feel Like A Nut

In my current position, I get to be the last step in the postal mailings. Once the letters are formatted, merged with the 300+ names to whom they will go, printed out and ready-for-stuffing, then it's my role to fold the letters and stuff.

"Folder is my name. Making you humble is my game," this folder cries.

Click here to see a YouTube video of said folding machine. [Notice how at the 1minute5second mark, where it shows how nicely the paper is folded, that several pieces of folded paper are folded into themselves. This does not make for easy stuffing, especially when the letters need to be in the same order as the personalized envelopes into which they go.]

One day, my role was to fold about 150 double-sided, stapled letters announcing that we would be honoring requests for money. It was due to go out the next day and so time was important. The envelopes were ready, I just needed to fold and stuff. For every ONE set that was folded, TWO jammed in the machine or folded into the next letter. Grrrr.

Another day, the letters were personalized by the manager and address to the leadership givers with personal notations. "Handle with care!" that manager told me. Gingerly, I approached the folder and pleaded my best prayer, "may it be according to your will." This time, only about 10% were diagonally folded or crunched and required tender loving re-folding. Grrrr.

Just when I think that perhaps I have a solution to some strategic problem announced by the marketing director, I have the opportunity to interact with this monster.

I'm trying to make peace with this monster. I decided to rename it Legion. Now where are the pigs when I need them?

Jesus asked him, “What is your name?” “Legion,” he replied, because many demons had gone into him. And they begged Jesus repeatedly not to order them to go into the Abyss. A large herd of pigs was feeding there on the hillside. The demons begged Jesus to let them go into the pigs, and he gave them permission.

Lord, help me learn patience. There is enough time.


  1. Oh yes....But don't you think we've become humble enough over the last couple of years? And I will tell you where the pigs are - in the veges in spartanburg!

  2. on my gosh, the end of this post was so funny! We are legion, we are many. lol