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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, 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
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.
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