It's Acutally a Touching Story!! Well It's hard to explain! May Continue to read this post :)
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.