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You may have seen this before!! I hope you like the second time around.


Sally jumped up as soon as she saw the surgeon come out of the
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>> >operating room. She said: "How is my little boy? Is he going to be all
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>> >right?
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>> >When can I see him?"
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>> >The surgeon said, "I'm sorry. We did all we could, but your boy
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>> >didn't make it."
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>> >Sally said, "Why do little children get cancer? Doesn't God care
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>> >any more?
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>> >"Where were you, God, when my son needed you?".
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>> >
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>> >The surgeon asked, "Would you like some time alone with your son?
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>> >One of the nurses will be out in a few minutes, before he's
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>> >transported
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>> >to the university."
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>> >
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>> >Sally asked the nurse to stay with her while she said good-bye to
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>> >her son.
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>> >She ran her fingers lovingly through his thick red curly hair.
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>> >"Would you like a lock of his hair?" the nurse asked. Sally nodded
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>> >yes.
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>> >The nurse cut a lock of the boy's hair, put it in a plastic bag
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>> >and handed it to Sally. The mother said, "It was Jimmy's idea to
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>> >donate
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>> >his
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>> >body to the university for study. He said it might help somebody else."
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>> >I
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>> >said no at first, but Jimmy said, "Mom, I won't be using it after I
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>> >die.
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>> >Maybe it will help some other little boy spend one more day with his
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>> >Mom."
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>> >She went on, "My Jimmy had a heart of gold. Always thinking of someone
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>> >else.
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>> >Always wanting to help others if he could."
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>> >Sally walked out of Children's Mercy Hospital for the last time,
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>> >after spending most of the last six months there. She put the bag with
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>> >belongings on the seat beside her in the car. The drive home was
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>> >difficult. It was even harder to enter the empty house.
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>> >
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>> >She carried Jimmy's belongings, and the plastic bag with the lock
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>> >of his hair to her son's room. She started placing the model cars and
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>> >other personal things, back in his room exactly where he had always
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>> >kept
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>> >them.
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>> >She laid down across his bed and, hugging his pillow, cried
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>> >herself to sleep.
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>> >It was around midnight when Sally awoke. Laying beside her on the
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>> >bed was a folded letter.
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>> >The letter said:
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>> >Dear Mom,
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>> >I know you're going to miss me; but don't think that I will ever
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>> >forget you, or stop loving you, just 'cause I'm not around to say I
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>> >LOVE
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>> >YOU.
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>> >I will always love you, Mom, even more with each day. Someday we
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>> >will see each other again. Until then, if you want to adopt a little
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>> >boy
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>> >so
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>> >he won't be so lonely, that's okay with me. He can have my room, and
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>> >old stuff to play with. But, if you decide to get a girl instead, she
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>> >probably wouldn't like the same things us boys do. You'll have to buy
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>> >her
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>> >dolls and stuff girls like, y'know.
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>> >Don't be sad thinking about me. This really is a neat place.
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>> >Grandma and Grandpa met me as soon as I got here and showed me around
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>> >some,
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>> >but it will take a long time to see everything.
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>> >The angels are so cool. I love to watch them fly. And, you know
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>> >what?
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>> >Jesus doesn't look like any of his pictures. Yet, when I saw Him,
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>> >I knew it was Him. Jesus himself took me to see GOD! And guess what,
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>> >Mom?
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>> >I
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>> >got to sit on God's knee and talk to Him, like I was somebody
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>> >important.
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>> >That's when I told Him that I wanted to write you a letter, to tell
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>> >you
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>> >good-bye and everything. But I already knew that wasn't allowed.
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>> >Well, y'know what Mom? God handed me some paper and His own
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>> >personal pen to write you this letter. I think Gabriel is the name of
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>> >the
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>> >angel
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>> >who is going to drop this letter off to you. God said for me to give
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>> >you
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>> >the answer to one of the questions you asked Him--'Where was He when I
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>> >needed him?' "God said He was in the same place with me, as when His
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>> >son
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>> >Jesus was on the cross He was right there, as He always is with all
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>> >His
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>> >children."
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>> >
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>> >Oh, by the way, Mom, no one else can see what I've written except
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>> >you. To everyone else this is just a blank piece of paper. Isn't that
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>> >cool?
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>> >I have to give God His pen back now. He needs it to write some more
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>> >names
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>> >in the Book of Life. Tonight I get to sit at the table with Jesus for
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>> >supper.
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>> >I'm sure the food will be great.
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>> >Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. I don't hurt anymore. The cancer
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>> >is all gone.I'm glad because I couldn't stand that pain anymore ...
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>> >and
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>> >God couldn't stand to see me hurt so much, either. That's when He sent
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>> >The Angel of Mercy to come get me. The Angel said I was Special
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>> >Delivery!
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>> >How about that?
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>> >Signed with Love from: God, Jesus &Me.

Author Unknown

The Lord is my rock and my fortress and my deliverer; My God, My strength, in whom I will trust; My shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold. Psalm 18:2

John Trevino
 
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<Leah>
Posted
I haven't read this before; this being the first time.

It just struck me how apt it was that you named this Kleenex Alert.

I used to wonder for some time why is it that children get cancer stricken, die of leukemia everyday, or the likes of such... but I suppose it never really did cross my mind before that He is to blame.

In fact.. quite on the contrary.. it always comforts me to know that He is the one who ushers them into Heaven.. the place that's got no pain, no tears, no sadness, grief or sorrow.. and it gladdens my heart.

I lost a friend when I was 14.. she was 14 too.. to leukemia, and till today sometimes I think about it.. about how I could have whispered to her at least, the Gospel while she was lying attached to the life support machine.. I wasn't really filled with faith then, but somehow something had tugged at my heart to tell her, but because she was a Muslim and she had either her mother or relative there, I was afraid I'd upset them even more..

Take that step of faith.. they always say it's better late than never, but somehow sometimes, it can get to be too late, so grasp your chance and act on faith, when He calls, when He beckons.

I believe that the only tears we should cry should be tears of prayer, tears of joy, and tears of being touched by Him.. not tears of regret.

Be well, everyone.

x Leah x

-=::[Leah]::=-
 
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