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
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
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.
(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