A Letter to God...

 

There was a man who worked 
for the Post Office whose job it 
was to process all the mailthat 
had illegible addresses. One 
day, a letter came addressed in 
a shaky handwriting to God. He thought he shouldopen 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 someon e stole my 
purse. It had Ksh.1000 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, Elizabeth 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 Ksh. 
960, 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 Elizabeth 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 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 Ksh.40 
missing. I think it must have been those thieving bastards at 
the Post Office. Punish them father for they couldn't 
see the Glory in your name. 

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