A letter to god

 

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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 93 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 cheque. Next Sunday is Christmas, and I had

invited my only living friend 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

quid. By the time he made the rounds, he had collected £95, 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 friend.

We had a very nice day and I told my friend of your wonderful gift.

 

By the way, there was £5 missing. I think it was those twats at the

Post Office.

 

Edna

:rofl: nice one!

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LOL - I needed that on a Monday morning! :rofl:

Class :rofl: :rofl: :rofl:

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very topical!