Sally 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.”
Author
Unknown
