A Heartwarming Christmas Story
During the Christmas season, the Post Office assigns a person whose only job is to process all the mail with non-existent addresses, such as to Santa.
One day, a letter came to his desk, addressed in a shaky handwriting, to God. He thought he should open it to see what it was about. He opened it and read:
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 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. He showed the letter to his co-workers.
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, which he put into an envelope and sent to the woman.
The rest of the day, all of the workers felt a warm glow because of the kind thing they had done.
Christmas came and went. A few days later, another letter came from the old lady, addressed to God. All the workers gathered round while the letter was opened. It read:
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 about your wonderful gift.
By the way, there was $4 missing. I think it must have been those thieving bastards at the Post Office.