Friday, May 22, 2015

a battle of wits with an unarmed man


IP Code 56902 2010 Census Demographics

Current Population:0
2010 Population:0
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Average House Value:$0
Avg. Income Per Household:$0
Persons Per Household:0.00
White Population:0
Black Population:0
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Asian Population:0
American Indian Population:0
Hawaiian Population:0
Other Population:0
Male Population:0
Female Population:0
Median Age:0.00 years
Male Median Age:0.00 years
Female Median Age:0.00 years



# Residential Mailboxes:0
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113th Congressional District:98
113th Congressional Land Area:61.40 sq mi
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An important lesson learned while at Land Rover was that the support help was no better off than you were.  Nothing was more frustrating than calling the tech line for help, only to have them reading out of the same book as you had.  But it seems lately that this is and wasn’t related only to Land Rover, they were just so screwed up they had made it a fine art.  Yesterday was a case in point.  We had sent some merchandise back ordered on the Internet, that bastion of integrity.  Checking on the progress, the tracking number from UPS directed us to the Postal Service.  The package was available to be picked up.  Leading us to believe it had been sent back, which the woman at the PO thought too.  But not being able to find it, and using the same web site as I did for tracking, called for a supervisor.  Who told me the package was not here, it had been sent zip code 56902.  When I asked where was that, he didn’t know.  Oh, I’m sorry, I thought he would look it up.  Only to find he didn’t have the brains God gave geese, and couldn’t find it.  But assured me that it would be delivered.  It had sat at this 56902 point for 8 days, I wasn’t so sure.  I was tempted to press him further, when I realized it was fruitless.  He was stupid, didn’t have a clue, and barely spoke English.  Too much for me to expect, I am in the US of A, this is the US Postal Service, and they do deliver mail.  All while only losing billions of dollars each year.   They must make it up in volume.  So I quit while I was ahead, and went home to check out zip code 56902.  See the facts below, no one lives there, but they sure do get a lot of mail.  Suddenly it all made sense....
Googling 56902 it popped right up.  Back in the days of 2009, because of s much Internet business, leading to so many returns, they set up 56902, right in Washington, DC to handle all the returns.  Forwarding them to the addressee.  Did I mention this was in Washington, DC?  A leisure activity of the Democratic Party?  When you get a return label from the sender, this is where your package goes, something every postal employee is aware of.  Except for the fool, supervisor fool, who didn’t know.  It seems this man was too stupid to suspend, so they made him a supervisor.  More pay, less hours, less work, less knowledge.  All for the same price, frustration added at no extra charge.  I had engaged in a battle of wits with an unarmed man. 
Which raises the question, since 2009 when UPS, FedEx, and the USPS all combined to handle returns, while wasn’t this man aware of it?  There own web site describes it in detail, with itself referring back to itself if you have any questions.  I guess we have come a long way from putting stamp on a letter, and the mail man delivering it.  We are only as weak as our weakest link, and I have found him.  Curiously this is the same city where a clerk went postal, inventing the term going postal.  The only thing worse was that someone had hired this fool.  Which meant someone had hired him, and so on.  Endless stupidity all for the price of a 49 cent stamp.
Maybe a quick reminder that most of the New Testament was letters sent by Paul,l and that somehow they got there.  Imagine if you will, the church in Ephesus getting a letter from Paul.  The pastor opening it up, or unrolling it, and reading to the congregation.  Just as it was written, no chapters and verses.  Flowing as the spirit had given it to him.  Think of Timothy getting his letters from Paul, words of encouragement he needed to remind himself of the battle he was in.  Titus, the church at Corinth, really getting 4 letters, with only two recorded in scripture.  How the Romans must have cringed at first, but when under God’s love saw Christ as never before.  Letters written to the church to encourage and instruct as needed.  Trusted to be delivered by a postal service.  Without tracking numbers, zip codes, or web sites.  It is never mentioned how much money was lost in those early postal days.
So I am left with a question, for me and you?  If we trust the words of the Bible so much, if we say we trust Jesus, why don’t we trust him as much as we do our postal service?  We know idiots reside there, yet we buy stamps and then mail letters without thinking.  Believing they will arrive.  Yet we stumble over God’s promises?  How many divine letters from the Lord have you received, and didn’t have to look at the return address to know where they came from?  And that we can send them back via prayer, and that we will return with Jesus some day to heaven?  No zip code, but no other place with as much zip.  What would happen if we trusted God as much as we do the post office?
E mail is replacing snail mail.  I will miss the magazines, even the ads and junk mail.  But with so much e mail, can we find the time for some knee mail?  To get on our knees and pray?  I once heard that man is tallest when he is on his knees.  Rather than surrendering to the enemy, surrender to Jesus Christ.  All correspondence gets through to him.  He knows your address, will never address you as occupant.  He will return, the best return on investment you’ll ever have, and you can bypass the Beltway.  But for now, 56902, will be where all returns go first.  Where you return to is up to you. 
Did you ever consider the miracle of the letters in the Bible being delivered by mail?  Almost makes you want to mail something.  Consider Jesus today....no one lives at 56902, yet they still get a lot of mail.  He’ll answer every time.  Much more than a zip code.  Which sorta makes you wonder, where do all the bags lost from the airlines go? 
love with compassion,
Mike
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