Invisible Letter

[mamaflinter]

This Will bring tears to your eyes

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 goodbye to her
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 we, 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 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, y'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 goodbye and
everything. But I already
knew that wasn't allowed. Well, y'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 Special Delivery! How about that?

Signed with Love from:

God, Jesus & Me.

[E.T.]

Mamaflinter

That was a touching post and heartfelt for believers for condolences & giving understanding to death. But I would also like to add one for living as experienced by a child.

Puppies Size

This is one of the neatest stories I've ever heard. You will know precisely what this little girl is talking about at the end!

"Danielle keeps repeating it over and over again. We've been back to this animal shelter at least five times. It has been weeks now since we started all of this," the mother told the volunteer.

"What is it she keeps asking for?" the volunteer asked. "Puppy size!" replied the mother. "Well, we have plenty of puppies, if that's what she's looking for." "I know...we have seen most of them," the mom said in
frustration...

Just then Danielle came walking into the office. "Well, did you find one?" asked her mom. "No, not this time," Danielle said with sadness in her voice. "Can we come back on the weekend?" The two women looked at each other, shook their heads and laughed. "You never know when we will get more dogs. Unfortunately, there's always a supply," the volunteer said.

Danielle took her mother by the hand and headed to the door. "Don't worry, I'll find one this weekend," she said.

Over the next few days both mom and dad had long conversations with her. They both felt she was being too particular. "It's this weekend or we're not looking any more," Dad finally said in frustration. "We don't want to
hear anything more about puppy size either," Mom added.
Sure enough, they were the first ones in the shelter on Saturday morning. By now Danielle knew her way around, so she ran right for the section that housed the smaller dogs.

Tired of the routine, mom sat in the small waiting
room at the end of the first row of cages. There was an observation window so you could see the animals during times when visitors weren't permitted. Danielle walked slowly from cage to cage, kneeling periodically to take a
closer look. One by one the dogs were brought out and she held each one.One by one she said, "Sorry, you're not the one."

It was the last cage on this last day in search of the perfect pup. The volunteer opened the cage door and the child carefully picked up the dog and held it closely. This time she took a little longer. "Mom, that's it! I found the right puppy! He's the one! I know it!" she screamed with joy."It's the puppy size!"

"But it's the same size as all the other puppies you held over the last few weeks," Mom said. "No not size ---- the sighs. When I held him in my arms, he sighed," she said. "Don't you remember? When I asked you one day what love is, you told me love depends on the sighs of your heart. The more you love, the bigger the sigh!"

The two women looked at each other for a moment. Mom didn't know whether to laugh or cry. As she stooped down to hug the child, she did a little of both.

"Mom, every time you hold me, I sigh. When you and Daddy come home from work and hug each other, you both sigh. I knew I would find the right puppy if it sighed when I held it in my arms," she said. Then holding the puppy up close to her face she said, "Mom, he loves me. I heard the sighs of his heart!"

Close your eyes for a moment and think about the love that makes you sigh. I not only find it in the arms of my loved ones, but in the caress of a sunset, the kiss of the moonlight and the gentle brush of cool air on a hot day. They are the sighs of God. Take the time to stop and listen; you will
be surprised at what you hear. "Life is not measured by the breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away."


Ed T

[mamaflinter]

Great post! Thanks for sharing.