There was a man who worked for the post office, whose work was to process the mails that had illegible address. 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 83year old widow, living on a very small pension. Yesterday, someone stole my purse. It had 100dollars in it, which was all the money I had until my next pension payment. The next Sunday, I have invited two of my friends over for dinner, and without that money I would not be able to buy food for them. I have no family to turn to, you are my only hope lord. Can you please help me?



The postal worker was touched. He showed the letter to his 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 dollars, which they put into an envelope and sent it to the woman.

The rest of the day, all the workers felt a warm glow thinking of Agnes and the dinner she is going to share with her friends. Sunday came and left, and after a few days 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 nice day and I told my friends of your wonderful gift.

By the way, 4 dollars was missing from the money, and I think it might have been those thief’s at the post office that stole the money.



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