There was a man who worked for the
Post Office whose job 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 payment.
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,
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 dollars..
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 might have been those
bastards at the post office.
Sincerely,
Edna
Can't please everyone..