This is beautiful ! Try not to cry.

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'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. 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.

Wendy