A college student sent a letter home: "Dear Folks, I feel so miserable that I keep writing to you for money. I feel ashamed and unworthy. I have to ask for another hundred, but every cell in my body rebels. I beg your forgiveness on bended knee. Your Son, Marvin. P.S. I felt so terrible that I ran after the mailman who picked this letter up in the box at the corner. I wanted to take this letter and burn it. I prayed to God that I could get it back, but I was too late." A few days later, he received a reply from his father. It said, "Son, your prayers were answered! Your letter never came!"