I came roaring at Benedict Ambrose like a bear for he had the post but not my longed-for faux bear-fur hat. The postman had buzzed at the office door only once, we assume, and when no-one answered, he just just left a note saying we could get my package at the local post office. How frustrating.
But B.A. held up a card as if to protect himself from my wrath at the postie, and it contained a gift certificate for Tesco (a British grocery store) and a mysterious message:
"In thankfulness for Mark's recovered health. With love from Christian friends."
Naturally we looked at the postmark to see where these Christian friends had come from, but we had never heard of the town, so the pleasant mystery continued.
Meanwhile, from the very beginning we suspected that these Christian friends are from the Reformed tradition, as in "praying for the living, not for the dead," so let this be a tribute to their faith and gratitude to God on our behalf, bless them. We thank them very much.
Of course, they seem to want to be anonymous and may shun tribute, so I will end with "Praised be Jesus Christ forever and ever, amen."
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