That certainly is beautiful, Pat. Thanks for sharing.
David
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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>
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<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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