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 goodbye 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 ina
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 modelcars
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 because 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 haveto
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. ButI
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 whenhis
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 ?
If your touched click like and say this before
me "IN GOD AM SPECIAL" and see what special
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