> A major tear
> jerker, if you're not up to it
> Delete
>
>
>
>
> 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 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 Ang el of
> Mercy to come get me. The Ang el 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.'
>
> Email this. Title:
>
> This is beautiful! Try not to cry.
>
> Send this to 10 people in 2 minutes and you will feel the
> Holy Spirit brightening your life in just an
> hour
> jerker, if you're not up to it
> Delete
>
>
>
>
> 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 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 Ang el of
> Mercy to come get me. The Ang el 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.'
>
> Email this. Title:
>
> This is beautiful! Try not to cry.
>
> Send this to 10 people in 2 minutes and you will feel the
> Holy Spirit brightening your life in just an
> hour
