Wednesday, November 22, 2006
This is beautiful!
When you're down to nothing, God is up to something."This is beautiful! Try not to cry.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'tmake 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 theuniversity."
Sally asked the nurse to stay with her while she said good bye to son. Sheran 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 aplastic 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, butJimmy said, 'Mom, I won't be using it after I die. Maybe it will help someother 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 tohelp others if he could."
Sally walked out of Children's Mercy Hospital for the last time, afterspending 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 hisroom exactly where he had always kept them. She laid down across his bedand, hugging his pillow, cried herself to sleep.
It was around midnight when Sally awoke. Laying beside her on the bed wasa 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 "ILove You". I will always love you, Mom, even more with each day. Somedaywe 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 roomand old stuff to play with. But, if you decide to get a girl instead, sheprobably 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 gothere 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, youknow what? Jesus doesn't look like any of his pictures. Yet, when I sawHim, 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 Himthat 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. Ithink Gabriel is the name of the angel who is going to drop this letter offto 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 sameplace 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 ablank piece of paper. Isn't that cool ? I have to give God His pen backnow. 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 begreat.
Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. I don't hurt anymore. The cancer is allgone. 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 ofMercy to come get me. The Angel said I was a Special Delivery ! How aboutthat ?
Signed with Love from God, Jesus & Me.
The surgeon said, "I'm sorry. We did all we could, but your boy didn'tmake 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 theuniversity."
Sally asked the nurse to stay with her while she said good bye to son. Sheran 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 aplastic 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, butJimmy said, 'Mom, I won't be using it after I die. Maybe it will help someother 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 tohelp others if he could."
Sally walked out of Children's Mercy Hospital for the last time, afterspending 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 hisroom exactly where he had always kept them. She laid down across his bedand, hugging his pillow, cried herself to sleep.
It was around midnight when Sally awoke. Laying beside her on the bed wasa 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 "ILove You". I will always love you, Mom, even more with each day. Somedaywe 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 roomand old stuff to play with. But, if you decide to get a girl instead, sheprobably 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 gothere 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, youknow what? Jesus doesn't look like any of his pictures. Yet, when I sawHim, 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 Himthat 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. Ithink Gabriel is the name of the angel who is going to drop this letter offto 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 sameplace 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 ablank piece of paper. Isn't that cool ? I have to give God His pen backnow. 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 begreat.
Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. I don't hurt anymore. The cancer is allgone. 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 ofMercy to come get me. The Angel said I was a Special Delivery ! How aboutthat ?
Signed with Love from God, Jesus & Me.
Labels: charity work, kid, patients, religion
Sunday, October 29, 2006
Last stage Patients...
How long a person or people can stand with another person or people?
I heard it from my friend! She said that place is very peaceful and there are 13 patients: some sufferings from AIDS with tuberculosis. There are men and women patients... Men are stronger then women. The women are very very thin... She said it is very very sad scene coz the patients are on beds and they prayed for them and sang for them...
Ok, from that... She asked me the question. What came into my mind is, its depend on the time of relationship that the two people are having... If they are very very closed friends and they knew about each other everything, then I think they will stand by for each other... But humans are hard to say...
Those patients were abandoned by their families because of their diseases... But some patients they don't have money to take care of the patients... Some they don't have time to take care of them... And that place accepts the patients those who are in a very serious cases... with the certificate from the doctors only. There are four women they couldn't even sit up by their own! Listening to her words it is really feeling sorry for those people... According to her words, the sister, father and people who are taking care of those patients, I am very very proud of them... They must be very very patient to the patients... What a good work... She told me that the work is called like "love and mercy"...
I heard it from my friend! She said that place is very peaceful and there are 13 patients: some sufferings from AIDS with tuberculosis. There are men and women patients... Men are stronger then women. The women are very very thin... She said it is very very sad scene coz the patients are on beds and they prayed for them and sang for them...
Ok, from that... She asked me the question. What came into my mind is, its depend on the time of relationship that the two people are having... If they are very very closed friends and they knew about each other everything, then I think they will stand by for each other... But humans are hard to say...
Those patients were abandoned by their families because of their diseases... But some patients they don't have money to take care of the patients... Some they don't have time to take care of them... And that place accepts the patients those who are in a very serious cases... with the certificate from the doctors only. There are four women they couldn't even sit up by their own! Listening to her words it is really feeling sorry for those people... According to her words, the sister, father and people who are taking care of those patients, I am very very proud of them... They must be very very patient to the patients... What a good work... She told me that the work is called like "love and mercy"...
Labels: charity work, patients
