11/11/2025 from Daily Jokes
#21436
There was a man who worked at the Post Office and handled all the mail with unreadable addresses.
One day, a letter arrived in shaky handwriting addressed simply to “God,” with no return address.
He decided to open it to see what it said.
The letter read: “Dear God, I’m an 83-year-old widow living on a very small pension. Yesterday, someone stole my purse. It had $100 in it—the only money I had until my next pension check. Next Sunday is Christmas, and I’d invited two friends over for dinner. Without that money, I can’t buy food. I have no family to turn to, and you’re my only hope. Please help me. Sincerely, Edna.”
The postal worker was deeply moved.
He showed the letter to his coworkers.
Each one reached into their wallet and pitched in a few dollars.
By the time he’d gone around, he’d collected $96, which they put in an envelope and sent to Edna.
For the rest of the day, the staff felt a warm glow, imagining Edna enjoying a lovely dinner with her friends.
Christmas came and went.
A few days later, another letter arrived from the same woman—again addressed to God.
All the workers gathered around as it was opened.
It read: “Dear God, how can I ever thank you enough? Because of your generous gift, I was able to prepare a wonderful dinner for my friends. We had a lovely day, and I told them all about your kindness.
“By the way, $4 was missing. I’m sure it was those thieves at the Post Office!”
