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There was a man who worked for the Post Office whose job it was to process all the
mail that had illegible addresses. One day, a letter came addressed in a shaky
handwriting to God with no actual address. He thought he should open it to see what
it was about.
The letter read:
Dear God,
I am an 83 year old widow, living on a very small pension. Yesterday someone stole
my purse. It had $100 in it, which was all the money I had until my next pension
check.
Next Sunday is Christmas, and I had invited two of my friends over for dinner.
Without that money, I have nothing to buy food with. I have no family to turn to,
and you are my only hope.
Can you please help me?
Sincerely,
Edna
The postal worker was touched. He showed the letter to all the other workers. Each
one dug into his or her wallet and came up with a few quid. By the time he made the
rounds, he had collected $96, which they put into an envelope and sent to the woman.
The rest of the day, all the workers felt a warm glow thinking of Edna and the
dinner she would be able to share with her friends. Christmas came and went. A few
days later, another letter came from the same old lady to God. All the workers
gathered around while the letter was opened.
It read:
Dear God,
How can I ever thank you enough for what you did for me? Because of your gift of
love, I was able to fix a glorious dinner for my friends. We had a very nice day and
I told my friends of your wonderful gift.
By the way, there was $4 missing.
I think it must have been those theives at the Post Office.
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mail that had illegible addresses. One day, a letter came addressed in a shaky
handwriting to God with no actual address. He thought he should open it to see what
it was about.
The letter read:
Dear God,
I am an 83 year old widow, living on a very small pension. Yesterday someone stole
my purse. It had $100 in it, which was all the money I had until my next pension
check.
Next Sunday is Christmas, and I had invited two of my friends over for dinner.
Without that money, I have nothing to buy food with. I have no family to turn to,
and you are my only hope.
Can you please help me?
Sincerely,
Edna
The postal worker was touched. He showed the letter to all the other workers. Each
one dug into his or her wallet and came up with a few quid. By the time he made the
rounds, he had collected $96, which they put into an envelope and sent to the woman.
The rest of the day, all the workers felt a warm glow thinking of Edna and the
dinner she would be able to share with her friends. Christmas came and went. A few
days later, another letter came from the same old lady to God. All the workers
gathered around while the letter was opened.
It read:
Dear God,
How can I ever thank you enough for what you did for me? Because of your gift of
love, I was able to fix a glorious dinner for my friends. We had a very nice day and
I told my friends of your wonderful gift.
By the way, there was $4 missing.
I think it must have been those theives at the Post Office.
Download this as a file
