Ruth n d Begga

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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, you 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.'
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.