The universal language
Bridging the distance between us. I’m now a week into my rabbit hole of postcards. It started with someone introducing me to the website Postcrossing , where one can send postcards to random people around the globe, and receive them from other strangers. It’s totally my kind of thing. So, I’ve poured over my archive of photos and illustrations, joyfully selecting a wide variety to print onto card stock. My guiding desire is to fit the image to the receiver’s profile, if possible. Basically, I want to bless arbitrarily chosen others. And the algorithm on the site has obliged: my first five postcards went to Germany, NYC, Russia, Singapore and Taiwan! English makes this possible. And these days, I’m focusing a fair amount of attention on helping non-native speakers learn our tricky language. My wife and two other women started a ministry at our church they call Talk Time . It’s an hour of conversation for English-language learners, which I scribe. I am tempted to call English the uni...
