Tuesday, December 28, 2010

The Christmas Letter

    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 pounds.
    
    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
    
    



    In every walk with God and Nature one receives far more than he
seeks

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