Post Office

A man worked in a post office. His job was to process
all mail that had illegible addresses. One day a
letter came to his desk, addressed in a shaky
handwriting to God. He thought, "I better open this
one and see what it's all about." So he opened it and
it read:

"Dear God, I am an 83 year old widow living on a very
small pension. Yesterday someone stole my purse. It
had a hundred dollars in it which was all the money I
had until my next pension check." "Next Sunday is
Easter, 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 dollars, which
they put into an envelope and sent over to her. The
rest of the day, all the workers felt a warm glow
thinking of the nice thing they had done.
Easter came and went, and a few days later came
another letter from the old lady to God. All the
workers gathered around while the letter was opened. <BR>
It read:

"Dear God, How can I ever thank you enough for what
you did for me?" "Because of your generosity, I was
able to fix a lovely 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 dollars missing. It
was no doubt those thieving bastards at the post office."