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THE LETTER

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    Ruth went to her mail box and there was only one letter. She picked it up and looked at it before opening, but then she looked at the envelope again.
    Message 1 of 1 , May 2, 2006
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      Ruth went to her mail box and
      there was only one letter. >
      She picked it up and looked at it before opening, but >
      then she looked at the envelope again. >
      There was no stamp, no >
      postmark, only her name and >
      address. >
      >
      She read the letter: >
      >
      Dear Ruth:
      >
      I`m going to be in your neighborhood Saturday
      >
      afternoon and I'd like to stop by for a visit.
      >
      Love Always, >
      >
      Jesus. >
      >
      Her hands were shaking as she placed the letter on >
      the table. >
      Why would the Lord want to visit me? >
      I'm nobody special. >
      I don't have anything to offer." >
      With that thought, Ruth remembered her empty >
      kitchen cabinets. >
      Oh my goodness, I really don't have anything to >
      offer. >
      >
      I'll have to run down to the store and buy something >
      for dinner." >
      >
      She reached for her purse and counted out its >
      contents. Five dollars and forty cents. >
      >
      Well, I can get some bread and cold cuts, at least." >
      She threw on her coat and hurried out the door. >
      A loaf of French bread, a half-pound of sliced >
      turkey, and a carton of milk...leaving Ruth with grand >
      total twelve cents to last her until Monday. >
      Nonetheless, she felt good as she headed home, her >
      meager offerings tucked under her arm. >
      Hey lady, can you help us,lady?" >
      Ruth had been so absorbed in her dinner plans, she >
      hadn't even noticed two figures huddled in the >
      alleyway. >
      A man and a woman, both of them dressed in >
      little more than rags. >
      >
      "Look lady, I ain't got a job, ya know, and my wife >
      and I have been living out here on the street, and, >
      hungry and, well, if you could help us. Lady, we'd >
      really appreciate it." >
      >
      Ruth looked at them both. >
      >
      They were dirty, they smelled bad and frankly, she >
      was certain that they could >
      get some kind of work if >
      they really wanted to. >
      Sir, I'd like to help you, but I'm a poor woman >
      myself. >
      All I have is a few cold cuts and some bread, and I'm >
      having an important guest for dinner tonight and I was >
      planning on serving that to Him." >
      "Yeah, well, okay lady, I understand. Thanks anyway." >
      The man put his arm around the woman's shoulders, >
      turned and headed back into the alley. >
      As she watched them >
      leave, Ruth felt a familiar >
      twinge in her heart. >
      Sir, wait!" >
      The couple stopped and turned as she >
      ran down the alley after them. >
      "Look, why don't you take this food. >
      I'll figure out something else to serve my guest." >
      She handed the man her grocery bag. >
      Thank you lady. Thank you very much!" >
      Yes, thank you!" It was the man's wife, and Ruth >
      could see now >
      that she was >
      shivering. >
      "You know, I've got another coat at home. >
      Here, why don't you take this one." >
      Ruth unbuttoned her jacket and slipped it over the >
      woman's shoulders. >
      Then smiling, she turned and walked back to the >
      street...without her coat and with nothing to serve her guest. >
      Thank you lady! >
      Thank you very much!" >
      Ruth was chilled by the time she reached her front door, and worried too. >
      The Lord was coming to visit and she didn't have anything to offer Him. >
      She fumbled through her purse for the door key. But as she did, she noticed another envelope in her mailbox. "That's odd. The mailman doesn't usually come twice in one day." >
       
      >
      Dear Ruth: >
      It was so good to see you again. >
      Thank you for the lovely meal. >
      And thank you, too, for the beautiful coat. >
      Love Always, >
      >
      Jesus.
      >
       
      >
      >
      The air was still cold, but even without her coat, >
      Ruth no longer noticed. >
      If you love Jesus, send this to ten people. >
      Do not keep this message. >
      The mantra must leave your hands within 96 hours. >
      You will get a very pleasant surprise. >
      >
      This is true, even if you are not superstitious. >
      Very good things will happen to everyone that >
      touches this story.


      A.S.A.P. always say a prayer. 
      Blessings to you
      Ona Qwe,Maki
      Wakan Tanka Kici Un
      WhiteBuffaloWoman
      Of the Light


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