12 Dear God



Dear God

A letter arrived at the post office sorting office addressed only, To God. The postmaster opened it and read.

Dear God,

I am a 93-year-old widow living on only my pension.  Yesterday someone stole my purse.  It had £100 in it, which was all the money I had in the world and no pension due for another two weeks. Next week I had invited two of my friends over for a thank you lunch.  Without that money, I have nothing to buy food. I have no family to turn to, you are my only hope.  God, can you please help me?

The postmaster was really touched, and being kind-hearted, he put a copy of the letter on the staff notice board at the main sorting office. The letter touched the other postmen and they all dug into their pockets and had a collection.  Between them, they raised £95. The money was put in an envelope and the next day delivered by one of the postmen. All of the staff had a good feeling about their actions.

A few days later, another letter simply addressed to 'God' landed in the Sorting Office.  Many of the postmen gathered around while George opened the letter.  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 provide a lovely luncheon for my friends.  We had a very nice day, and I told my friends of your wonderful gift, in fact, we haven't got over it and even John, our parish minister, is beside himself with joy. By the way, there was £5 missing.  I think it must have been those thieving fellows at the Post Office.

George could not help musing on Oscar Wilde's quote.  "A good deed never goes unpunished"

But never let that put you off. My father always agreed 100% with the Boy Scout promise to do a good deed every day. 


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