I never know when the Holy Spirit will stop by and drop a new idea into my spirit. It all started somewhere in mid-July of 2015. It was early in the morning. Rebekah, my hand-maiden, was still asleep. I was sitting in my favorite place on the couch. Suddenly I saw a picture of myself with a baseball bat edited into the picture. It had these words engraved into the bat:
Pinch hitting for Jesus
I wasted no time alerting our web designer and asked if she could create the below images for me;
and she did before the day was over. A few days later I sent her a few other pictures and asked her to do the same thing. Oh, what fun it has been surprising folks with their own picture and the baseball bat in it.
And then our web designer surprised us with a new and unique signature logo that you can see at the end of my letter. Well, one idea has a way of giving birth to another idea. I showed the design to our friend Darlene and she popped out with the remarks, “The baseball bat pen on your signature logo would make a great witnessing tool for Jesus.”
Those words is all it took to build a fire under me; and I began scouting around for a vendor who would be able to do this. I only found one that gave me that green “go ahead” light deep down inside. However, I had to be willing to do all my dealings on the Internet, a market place that I was not familiar with. I had to be willing to jump over that hurdle called, “the fear of the unknown.” And I did!
My motivation to create the unique pens gave me that extra thrust to jump over a new hurdle that had previously intimidated and stopped me. I spent a whole day filling out forms, making mistakes and having to start over and over again. I finally was able to click on the “send” icon on the screen and then waited for a response. Since it was a weekend, the response did not come for three anxious days. The graphic artist did a nice job but it was not what I had in mind. He and I had to start all over again. This time a response came back within an hour; and it was just what I had seen in my mind’s eye.
Initial design graphics
The below pen is what we ordered. My web designer said, “In time there well be pens with other inscriptions.”
When our friend Gary heard about the idea he said, “Wouldn’t it be fun to offer every person attending a baseball game one of those pens?” He asked for fifty pens. I hope someone will read these words and run with the idea. I shared the project with a few friends before we took delivery of the first order of 300 pens. Within a few days 225 pens were spoken for.
I can see the pens bringing much joy, wisdom, victory and encouragement to many who have not received a personal letter in years and years. In fact, I can see the dying art of handwritten letters, cards and notes being resurrected through one hand and one heart at a time. That is another project that I am focusing on. I have written a story called: “The Forgotten Language of Letters” to which I have received some very encouraging replies. I sent one of the stories to our local postmaster. She replied with this heart-warming handwritten note:
Thank you so much for sharing your words of wisdom with me. I also miss the hand written letters. Since my Mother’s passing in December 2008, I have not received a letter until now. You inspire me to go into the schools this year and teach the children how to address an envelope & send a letter. I will also be checking out your website.
Thank you for being Jesus’ messenger.
Another person wrote,
Dear Peter and Rebekah,
Hello, dear friends. I read your post about handwritten letters. I can’t agree with you more.
But it seems we live in a world that is quickly changing. I haven’t received a hand-written letter in, well, I don’t know how long. I fear they may become a thing of the past.
What a treasure to hold in your hands something that came from someone’s heart.
I imagine it every time I read my Bible. How precious must have been every letter written by Paul and the others. How these letters must have been read and reread. What water they must have been for hungry souls in very troubled times.
When I read those letters today, I wonder, did Paul know that so many years later I would be reading these letters, and feeling the effects of his prayers? I thank God for men like that, who would take the time to write letters. I thank God that He moved upon the hearts of men to record what the Holy Sprit was telling them.
` Some of us today live on the words that they wrote. We are still encouraged, admonished, strengthened, warned, directed, guided, changed, built up and fed on these words.
If they lived today they would no doubt see the practicality of using modern media to reach so many more.
But I thank God for the Word I can hold in my hands. I love the feel of the delicate sturdy pages of my Bible. And my heart brings me back to simpler times when God used the human hand, the pen, the parchment to record and transmit for all time, words eternal, words life changing and alive and full of love.
I hear and read words like that toady also. They often match up perfectly with the words of the past. The Word of God is timeless. It will live forever until it brings forth the fruit it was carried forth to bring. The Holy Spirit breathes on us today just as it did long ago on our friend Paul and all the others who took time to listen and write a letter
Your friends in New Castel, Colorado
Tina & family
Writing those letters that require a first-class stamp is not to be seen as a burden, time-waster or expense. It is to be a joy and gift of the heart and to the heart of a lonely or lost traveler. Dear reader, please continue to pass the legacy of letter writing on to your children, grand children and great-grand children.
You will notice that there is no phone number or address on the pen. Leaving contact information off the pens was intentional. We want folks to get in touch with Jesus, not Peter & Rebekah. If too many or the wrong folks have our address or phone number, we may eventually forfeit that personal touch as we attempt to answer every letter or phone call. Writing letters must never be hurried or done out of a sense of obligation. If it is, we are being harassed by the tyranny of “the shoulds.”
Everything you read here is copyright free. Feel free to copy or build on what we have done. We will be happy to tell anyone who contacts us the name of the vendor who has served us well.
The Spirit of God has assured this writer that the pens are packed with more power to do good than all the evil that was unleashed on the Trade Center Towers in New York City on September 11, 2001. Notice that this letter is significantly dated September 11, 2015. Each pen will expose and take down principalities and powers and spiritual wickedness in high places (Ephesians 6:12). Each pen is sharper than any two-edged sword (Hebrews 4:12). Each pen is the devil’s nightmare when used for it’s intended purpose – to bring glory to God and set the captives free.
The stewards of these pens have a grave responsibility: To pinch hit for Jesus and only Jesus. Go get’m all you sluggers. And if you don’t have a testimony, go get one before stepping into the batter’s box.
Peter & Rebekah Laue
Pagosa Springs, Colorado USA