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I know I am blessed
Dec 3, 2008 | 9:50 AM PST
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I realized on Thanksgiving how blessed I really am. Back on March 17th and 18th we had 2 electrical fires at our house, the second one did enough damage to put us out, this one actually flamed up and the side of my front porch was on fire. As we were standing outside and I was holding my daughter wrapped up in a blanket, she was a little over a year then, a lady came out of her house 2 doors down and offered for me to bring my baby in the house because it was 5am and cold outside. 2 months later we were able to return home and I went down to thank her again for opening her home to us that morning, well since then she and I have become very good friends. We have become like family to them and vice versa. On thanksgiving I spoke to her and she asked what we were doing and I told her the baby and I were just staying home and hangin out. Her daughter cooked her first thanksgiving this year so she was going there and we agreed to talk when she got home. About 45 minutes later there was knocking at my front door and there she was with her 2 granddaughters to pick us up. We were welcomed with open arms to dinner and sitting at the table after grace we went around and said what we were thankful for and I broke down in tears and realized that I was blessed with amazing people who love us and care for us and are TRUE friends. That is what the holidays are truly about. She tells me all the time that they don't have much but they are always willing to help and share when they can. That is a very special family, Sherry, Tiff and Dominic, Dan, Craig, Steven, Taylor, Zach and Emmy. I love you all and am very blessed to have you in our lives.
This is beautiful!!
Sep 19, 2008 | 9:16 AM PST
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Faith
This is beautiful!
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 here.
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 wit h 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 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.'
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This is beautiful! Try not to cry.
