In the beginning was the mailbox and the mailbox was void of letters.
2 And the missionaries said, "Let the box be filled," and the box was
not filled.
3 And the missionaries beheld the continuing void and were not pleased.
4 And lo, it was the first day of the week and there was no mail
delivered, but this was good.
5 But on the second day was the mail delivered; yet the box remained empty.
6 Yea, even from the second day unto the seventh was the mail delivered.
7 Even so, the box retained it's void.
8 And yea, great mists of darkness spread forth from the void and
enshrouded the missionaries. Yea, and did bring much sadness to their
otherwise cheery days.
9 Even the long hours of fruitless tracting, being attacked by the
fowls of the air and being pursued by the beasts of the field were not
as disheartening as the lack of blessed objects know as letters.
10 Yet they persisted.
Chapter 2
And lo, on the second day of the second week the mists still encircled
the mailbox.
2 And on the third day, from within the depths of the void was a
single postcard.
3 And this postcard put forth a ray of light that pierced the darkness
and overcame the mists.
4 And the missionaries were well pleased and there was much rejoicing.
5 But alas, their exclamations were in vain. For the postcard was for
someone else.
6 But if their was so exceedingly great over someone else's mail, how
great would be their joy at partaking of their own mail?
Chapter 3
But some will say, a letter a letter, we have already written a
letter. We have no need to write any more letters.
2 Know he not that there are more days than one, and more events than
one in a day? Why think ye that these events need not be reported?
3 Yea, and ye need not worry that your letters will go unanswered.
4 But you should say, I will go and write the letter that a missionary
requests. For I know that he giveth no requests except he be prepared
to speedily respond.
5 And we give unto you the parable of the self-addressed envelopes.
6 When the missionary departed into the far off land he gave a certain
number of self-addressed envelopes to his friends.
7 Unto one he gave five, unto another he gave two, and unto the third
he gave one.
8 And while he was gone, he that was given five envelopes wrote five
letters, then in his zeal wrote five letters more.
9 The same with him that had two envelopes; he wrote two letters then
wrote two letters more.
10 But he that was given the one self-addressed envelope became
slothful and careless. And he lost the envelope, even that which he
was given.
11 And when the missionary came home he went unto his friends. And he
that had written ten letters was warmly greeted.
12 The same with him that had written four letters.
13 But he that had written none at all was given nothing more than a
fishy wimp-like handshake.
Chapter 4
And the missionary said unto his friend, lovest thou me?
2 And the friend said, of course I love thee. Then the missionary
said, fill my mailbox.
3 He spoke again to the friend saying, lovest thou me? And the friend
said, thou knowest all things, thou knowest that I love thee.
4 Then the missionary said, stuff my mailbox.
5 Therefore you should proceed to do a marvelous work for a
missionary, even a marvelous work and a wonder by writing a letter.
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