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.



(Let's see Satan stop this one.) Take the time
to repost this, and 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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