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 canI 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 60-seconds and send this to five other people,[or repost it]. then 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 love