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 lay down
across his bed and, hugging
his pillow, cried herself to
sleep.
It was around midnight
when Sally awoke. Lying
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 t
hat 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
something.’
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This is beautiful! Try not to
cry.
‘Live simply. Love generously. Care deeply, Speak kindly.
Leave the rest to God…’
