11/7/08

Jesus Loves the Little Children


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 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.

4 comments:

Christina Cooper said...

This was beautiful! It gives inspiration to those of us who have children with special needs. Thank you.

Christina Cooper
If I Only Had One Wish
www.aframeofmindart.com

Bobby said...

Thanks for stopping by and leaving a comment.
God bless

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Georgia Andrew said...

That was so beautiful made me teary . God Bless