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The Christmas Letter...
« on: Dec 25th, 2004, 11:26pm » |
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There was this fellow who worked for the Post Office whose job it was to
process all the mail that had illegible addresses. One day a letter came to
his desk, addressed in a shaky handwriting to God. He thought, "Oh boy,
better open this one and see what it's all about."
It read: "Dear God, I am an 83 year old widow living on a very small
pension. Yesterday someone stole my purse. It had $100.00 in it. This 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?"
The postal worker was touched, and went around showing the letter to all the
others. Each of them dug into his wallet and came up with a few dollars. By
the time he made the rounds, he had collected $96.00, which they put into an
envelope and sent over to her. The rest of the day, all the workers felt the
warm glow of the kind thing they had done.
Christmas came and went. A few days later another letter came from the 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
thieving bastards at the Post Office."
Happy Holidays to You & Yours!
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