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
ear 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 ofyour wonderful gift.
> By the way, there was $4 missing.
> I think it might have been those bastards at the post
> office.
> Sincerely, Edna
> 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
ear 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 ofyour wonderful gift.
> By the way, there was $4 missing.
> I think it might have been those bastards at the post
> office.
> Sincerely, Edna