At a bustling Post Office, there was one worker whose job was to sort out mail with indecipherable addresses. One day, a peculiar letter caught his eye. It was poorly addressed to “God” and written in a shaky hand. Overcome with curiosity, he opened the envelope.
Inside was a letter from an 83-year-old widow named Edna. She wrote of a recent hardship: her purse with her last $100 had been stolen, leaving her without means to buy food for a Christmas dinner she had planned for her friends. In her desperation, she had written to God seeking help.
Moved by her plight, the postal worker shared Edna’s letter with his colleagues. Stirred by the story, each of them dug into their own pockets and together they managed to raise $96. They sent this amount to Edna in a plain envelope, hoping it would help her have a merry Christmas.
Shortly after Christmas, another letter from Edna arrived, again addressed to God. The postal workers, eager to see the outcome of their good deed, gathered around as the letter was read. It described a wonderful dinner shared with friends, filled with joy and gratitude for the unexpected blessing.
However, Edna’s letter also contained a playful remark. She noted that $4 was mysteriously absent from the total they had sent. With a twinkle of humor, she joked that perhaps the “jerks at the Post Office” had taken a small tax for their troubles.
This heartwarming story, laced with a touch of humor from Edna, became a cherished tale among the postal workers, reminding them of the joy and mischief that often accompany acts of kindness.