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Registration date : 2006-12-01

PostSubject: share lang poh...   Fri Dec 01, 2006 4:38 pm

When you're down to nothing, God is up
to something."
This is beautiful! Try not to cry.

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 y."

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
thin king of someone else. Always
wanting t o 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
belon ging s 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 belon ging s, 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, hug ging 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 thin king 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[center]
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