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The
Letter
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
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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,
well,
now
it's
getting
cold
and
we're
getting
kinda
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."
She
took
the
envelope
out
of
the
box
and
opened
it.
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
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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
Praise
the
lord,
May
he
forgive
us
DEUTERONOMY-32**Verse
41
W.R.&
W.D.
Enterprises
LLC.
Dave
&
Cat
Horton
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