A letter written in a childish scrawl came to the post office addressed to "God".
A postal employee, not knowing exactly what to do with the letter, opened it and read: "Dear God, my name is Jimmy. I am 6 years old. My father is dead and my Mom is having a hard time raising me and my sister.
Would you please send us $500 ?
The postal employee was touched. He showed the letter to his fellow workers and all decided to kick in a few dollars each and send it to the family. They were able to raise $300.
A couple of weeks later the same post office received a second letter addressed to God. The boy thanked God for the recent infusion of cash, but ended with this request.....
Next time would you send the money directly to us ?
If you send it through the post office they deduct $200.............
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