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:
I\’m going to be in your neighborhood Saturday afternoon and I would like to visit.
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 it\’s contents. Five dollars and forty cents...