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A Very Touching Story
"When you're down to nothing, God is up to
something."
This is beautiful! Try not to cry.
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She jumped up as soon as she saw the
surgeon come out of the operating room. She said: "How is my little
boy? Is he going to be all right? When can I see him ?"
The surgeon said, "I'm sorry. We
did all we could, but your boy didn't make it."
Sally said, "Why do little children
get cancer ? Doesn't God care any more? Where were you, God, when my
son needed you?"
The
surgeon asked, "Would you like some time alone with your
son? One of the nurses will be out in a few minutes, before he's
transported to the university."
Sally asked the nurse to stay with
her while she said good bye to son. She ran her fingers lovingly
through his thick red curly hair.
"Would you like
a lock of his hair ?" the nurse asked.
Sally nodded yes. The nurse cut a lock of
the boy's hair, put it in a plastic bag and handed it to Sally.
The mother said, "It was Jimmy's idea
to donate his body to the University for Study. He said it might help
somebody else. "I said no at first, but Jimmy said, 'Mom, I
won't be using it after I die. Maybe it will help some other little
boy spend one more day with his Mom." She went on,
"My Jimmy had a heart of gold. Always thinking of someone else.
Always wanting to help others if he could."
Sally walked out of Children's
Mercy Hospital for the last time, after spending most of the
last six months there. She put the bag with Jimmy's belongings
on the seat beside her in the car.
The drive home was difficult. It was even
harder to enter the empty house.
She carried Jimmy's belongings, and the
plastic bag with the lock of his hair to her son's room.
She started placing the model cars and
other personal things back in his room exactly where he had
always kept them. She laid down across his bed and hugging his
pillow, cried herself to sleep.
It was around midnight when Sally awoke.
Laying beside her on the bed was a folded letter.
The letter said:"Dear Mom, I know
you're going to miss me; but don't think that I will ever forget you, or
stop loving you, just 'cause I'm not around to say "I Love
You". I will always love you, Mom, even more with each day.
Someday we will see each other again. Until then, if you want to
adopt a little boy so you won't be so lonely, that's okay with
me. He can have my room and old stuff to play with.
But, if you decide to get a girl instead, she probably wouldn't
like the same things us boys do. You'll have to buy her dolls and
stuff girls like, you know. Don't be sad thinking about me. This really is
a neat place. Grandma and Grandpa met me as soon as I got here
and showed me around some, but it will take a long time to see everything.
The angels are so cool. I love to watch them fly. And, you know what?
Jesus doesn't look like any of his pictures. Yet, when I saw Him, I knew
it was Him. Jesus himself took me to see GOD ! And guess what,
Mom ? I got to sit on God's knee and talk to Him, like I was somebody
important. That's when I told Him that I wanted to write
you a letter, to tell you good bye and
everything. But I already knew that wasn't allowed. Well,
you know what Mom ? God handed me some paper and His own
personal pen to write you this letter. I think Gabriel is the
name of the angel who is going to drop this letter off to you.
God said for me to give you the
answer to one of the questions you asked Him.
'Where was He when I needed him ?'
"God said He was in the same place with me, as when His son
Jesus was on the cross. He was right there, as He always is with all
His children. Oh, by the way, Mom, no one else can see what
I've written except you. To everyone else this is just a
blank piece of paper. Isn't that cool? I have to give God His pen
back now. He needs it to write some more names in the Book
of Life. Tonight I get to sit at the table with Jesus
for supper. I'm sure the food will be great.
Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. I don't
hurt anymore. The cancer is all gone. I'm glad because I
couldn't stand that pain anymore and God couldn't stand to
see me hurt so much, either. That's when He sent The Angel of Mercy
to come get me. The Angel said I was a Special Delivery!
How about that?
Signed with Love from God, Jesus & Me.
