This is beautiful!
Try not to 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
"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
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
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.
(Let's see Satan stop this one.) Take 60-seconds and repost
this, within the hour, you will have caused a multitude of
believers to pray to God for each other. Then sit back and feel the
Holy Spirit work in your life for doing what you know God loves
When you're down to nothing, God is up to something.