To summarize my four years as a Taylor student into one favorite memory, just seems like trying to mail an elephant! Just like in the children’s book “Never Mail an Elephant,” every attempt to wrap up my thoughts and feelings about Taylor, just results in something not being contained! Taylor is best experienced in person, on campus, and with others. God moves in a profound way in this ‘postage stamp of a place’ we call Taylor University (thank you Dr. Kesler for the fitting analogy).
I’m grateful for those that went before me, making my time at Taylor possible. And, I’m thankful to those who keep us moving forward, so that I have a place to come back to. During a difficult season of life in my mid-20s, my mom said, you need to go back to Taylor and visit some of the people there…they’re family. My mom was correct.
In “Never Mail an Elephant” the young boy ends up walking his elephant next door (since mailing it didn’t work out so well), so he could give his cousin Dilly the elephant for his birthday. During that hard season, I just needed to walk next door and be at Taylor…and experience it for all she is, was and will continue to be. Wrapping Taylor up isn’t necessary because I can always experience her. Thanks Taylor for staying true.