Hey Pat,
You were right it sure brought tears to my eyes. It is indeed beautiful.
What a powerful message! If this doesn't speak to ones heart nothing will.
Virgie and Hoshi
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From: "Pat Ferguson" <[log in to unmask]>
To: <[log in to unmask]>
Sent: Thursday, March 16, 2006 3:44 PM
Subject: This is Beautiful...HELLO...Special Delivery
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> Okay, Loving Ones, this is really beautiful and loving. Get out the
> cleanex box, as you will need it. A big squeeze for all of you, also.
> Please read below my name.
>
> Love you all,
> Pat Ferguson
>
> >>> THIS IS BEAUTIFUL
> >>>
> >>>
> >>> 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.
> >>>
> >>> Let's see Satan stop this one.
> >>> Take 60-seconds and send this to five other people, 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
> >>
>
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> Okay, Loving Ones, this is really beautiful and loving. Get out the
> cleanex box, as you will need it. A big squeeze for all of you,
> also.<br>
> Please read below my name.<br><br>
> Love you all,<br>
> Pat Ferguson<br><br>
>
> <dl>
> <dd>>>> THIS IS BEAUTIFUL<br>
>
> <dd>>>><br>
>
> <dd>>>><br>
>
> <dd>>>> Sally jumped up as soon as she saw the
> surgeon come out of the <br>
>
> <dd>>>>operating room. She said: "How is my little boy? Is
> he going to be <br>
>
> <dd>>>>all right? When can I see him?"<br>
>
> <dd>>>><br>
>
> <dd>>>> The surgeon said, "I'm sorry. We did
> all we could, but your boy <br>
>
> <dd>>>>didn't make it."<br>
>
> <dd>>>><br>
>
> <dd>>>> Sally said, "Why do little children get
> cancer? Doesn't God <br>
>
> <dd>>>>care any more? Where were you, God, when my son needed
> you?"<br>
>
> <dd>>>><br>
>
> <dd>>>><br>
>
> <dd>>>> The surgeon asked, "Would you like some
> time alone with your <br>
>
> <dd>>>>son? One of the nurses will be out in a few minutes,
> before he's <br>
>
> <dd>>>>transported to the university."<br>
>
> <dd>>>><br>
>
> <dd>>>> Sally asked the nurse to stay with her while
> she said good-bye <br>
>
> <dd>>>>to son. She ran her fingers lovingly through his thick
> red curly <br>
>
> <dd>>>>hair.<br>
>
> <dd>>>><br>
>
> <dd>>>> "Would you like a lock of his
> hair?" the nurse asked.<br>
>
> <dd>>>><br>
>
> <dd>>>> Sally nodded yes. The nurse cut a lock of
> the boy's hair, put <br>
>
> <dd>>>>it in a plastic bag and handed it to Sally. The mother
> said, "It <br>
>
> <dd>>>>was Jimmy's idea to donate his body to the university for
> study. <br>
>
> <dd>>>>He said it might help somebody else. "I said no at
> first, but <br>
>
> <dd>>>>Jimmy said, 'Mom, I won't be using it after I die. Maybe
> it will <br>
>
> <dd>>>>help some other little boy spend one more day with his
> Mom." She <br>
>
> <dd>>>>went on, "My Jimmy had a heart of gold. Always
> thinking of someone <br>
>
> <dd>>>>else. Always wanting to help others if he
> could."<br>
>
> <dd>>>><br>
>
> <dd>>>> Sally walked out of Children's mercy
> Hospital for the last <br>
>
> <dd>>>>time, after spending most of the last six months there.
> She put <br>
>
> <dd>>>>the bag with Jimmy's belongings on the seat beside her in
> the car. <br>
>
> <dd>>>>The drive home was difficult. It was even harder to enter
> the <br>
>
> <dd>>>>empty house. She carried Jimmy's belongings, and the
> plastic bag <br>
>
> <dd>>>>with the lock of his hair to her son's room. She started
> placing <br>
>
> <dd>>>>the model cars and other personal things back in his room
> exactly <br>
>
> <dd>>>>where he had always kept them. She laid down across his
> bed and, <br>
>
> <dd>>>>hugging his pillow, cried herself to sleep.<br>
>
> <dd>>>><br>
>
> <dd>>>> It was around midnight when Sally awoke.
> Laying beside her on <br>
>
> <dd>>>>the bed was a folded letter. The letter said:<br>
>
> <dd>>>><br>
>
> <dd>>>> "Dear Mom, I know you're going to miss
> me; but don't think that <br>
>
> <dd>>>>I will ever forget you, or stop loving you, just 'cause
> I'm not <br>
>
> <dd>>>>around to say I LOVE YOU. I will always love you, Mom,
> even more <br>
>
> <dd>>>>with each day. Someday we will see each other again.
> Until then, <br>
>
> <dd>>>>if you want to adopt a little boy so you won't be so
> lonely, <br>
>
> <dd>>>>that's okay with me. He can have my room and old stuff to
> play <br>
>
> <dd>>>>with. But, if you decide to get a girl instead, she
> probably <br>
>
> <dd>>>>wouldn't like the same things us boys do. You'll have to
> buy her <br>
>
> <dd>>>>dolls and stuff girls like, you know. Don't be sad
> thinking about <br>
>
> <dd>>>>me. This really is a neat place. Grandma and Grandpa met
> me as <br>
>
> <dd>>>>soon as I got here and showed me around some, but it will
> take a <br>
>
> <dd>>>>long time to see everything. The angels are so cool. I
> love to <br>
>
> <dd>>>>watch them fly. And, you know what? Jesus doesn't look
> like any of <br>
>
> <dd>>>>his pictures. Yet, when I saw Him, I knew it was Him.
> Jesus <br>
>
> <dd>>>>himself took me to see GOD! And guess what, Mom? I got to
> sit on <br>
>
> <dd>>>>God's knee and talk to Him, like I was somebody
> important. That's <br>
>
> <dd>>>>when I told Him that I wanted to write you a letter, to
> tell you <br>
>
> <dd>>>>good-bye and everything. But I already knew that wasn't
> allowed. <br>
>
> <dd>>>>Well, you know what Mom? God handed me some paper and His
> own <br>
>
> <dd>>>>personal pen to write you this letter. I think Gabriel is
> the name <br>
>
> <dd>>>>of the angel who is going to drop this letter off to you.
> God said <br>
>
> <dd>>>>for me to give you the answer to one of the questions you
> asked <br>
>
> <dd>>>>Him 'Where was He when I needed him?' "God said He
> was in the same <br>
>
> <dd>>>>place with me, as when His son Jesus was on the cross. He
> was <br>
>
> <dd>>>>right there, as He always is with all His children.<br>
>
> <dd>>>><br>
>
> <dd>>>> Oh, by the way, Mom, no one else can see
> what I've written <br>
>
> <dd>>>>except you. To everyone else this is just a blank piece
> of paper. <br>
>
> <dd>>>>Isn't that cool? I have to give God His pen back now. He
> needs it <br>
>
> <dd>>>>to write some more names in the Book of Life. Tonight I
> get to sit <br>
>
> <dd>>>>at the table with Jesus for supper. I'm, sure the food
> will be <br>
>
> <dd>>>>great.<br>
>
> <dd>>>><br>
>
> <dd>>>> Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. I don't
> hurt anymore. The <br>
>
> <dd>>>>cancer is all gone. I'm glad because I couldn't stand
> that pain <br>
>
> <dd>>>>anymore and God couldn't stand to see me hurt so much,
> either. <br>
>
> <dd>>>>That's when He sent The Angel of Mercy to come get me.
> The Angel <br>
>
> <dd>>>>said I was a Special Delivery! How about that?<br>
>
> <dd>>>> Signed with Love from: God, Jesus
> &Me.<br>
>
> <dd>>>><br>
>
> <dd>>>> Let's see Satan stop this one.<br>
>
> <dd>>>> Take 60-seconds and send this to five other
> people, within the <br>
>
> <dd>>>>hour, you will have caused a multitude of believers to
> pray to God <br>
>
> <dd>>>>for each other. Then sit back and feel the Holy Spirit
> work in <br>
>
> <dd>>>>your life for doing what you know God loves<br>
>
> <dd>>>
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