A beautiful Story

[Guest guest]

I am not a religous person but this touched me and

made me cry. I thought there were many here who would

like it, especially those who have lost a child. I

hope it does not offend as that is not my intention. I

just thought it was something we all could appreciate.

a mom to 8yr CHARGEr and Quintin 5yr

seizure prone

THIS IS BEAUTIFUL ......AND YOU WILL CRY...

Sally 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 mercyHospital 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 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. It 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.

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