Sally jumped up as soon as she saw the
surgeon come out of the operating room.
She asked, "How is my little boy?
Is he going to be OK? When can I see him?"
The surgeon said, "I'm sorry.
We did all we could."
Grief stricken, Sally asked,
"Why do little children get cancer?
Doesn't God care any more?
God, where were you when my son needed you?"
The Surgeon said, "One of the nurses will
be out in a few minutes to let you spend
time with your son's remains before it is
transported to the University."
Sally asked that the nurse stay with her
while she said goodbye to her son.
She ran her fingers through the thick,
red, curly hair. The nurse asked,
"Would you like to keep a lock of his hair,"
to which Sally replied, "Yes please."
The nurse gently cut the lock of hair,
placed it in a plastic bag, and handed it to Sally.
Sally said, "It was Jimmy's idea to give his
body to the university for study. He said it
might help somebody else and that is what he wanted.
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 mother." My Jimmy had a heart of
gold, always thinking about someone else and wanting
to help others if he could."
Sally walked out of the Children's Hospital for the last time,
after spending most of the last 6 months there. She set the
bag with Jimmy's things on the seat beside her in the car.
The drive home was hard and it was even harder to go into
an empty house.
She took the bag to Jimmy's room and started placing his
model cars and things back where he always kept them when
he wasn't playing with them. She laid down across his bed
and cried herself to sleep holding his pillow.
Sally woke up about midnight and laying beside of her on
the bed was a letter, folded neatly, She opened it and read:
"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 because
I'm not around to say 'I Love You'. I'll think of you every day,
mom, and I'll love you even more each day. Some day we will
see each other again. If you want to adopt a little boy so you
won't be so lonely, he can have my room and my stuff to play
with. If you decide to get a girl instead, she probably won't like
the same things as boys do, so you will have to buy her dolls
and stuff girls like.
Don't be sad when you think about me.
This is really a great place.
Grandma and Grandpa met me as soon as soon as I got here
and showed me around some, but it will take a long time to
see everything here. The angels are so friendly. I love to watch
them fly. Jesus doesn't look like any of the pictures I have seen
of him down there.. He 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.
I told Him that I wanted to write you a letter and tell you good-bye
and everything, but knew that wasn't allowed. God handed me some
paper and His own personal pen to write you this letter with.
I think Gabriel is the name of the angel that 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 about where was He when I needed Him.
God said- the same place He was when Jesus was on the cross,
which was right there as He always is with His children.
Oh, by the way, Mom, nobody else can see what is written on this
paper but you. To everyone else it looks like a blank piece of
paper. I have to give God His pen back now. He has some more
names to write 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. I almost forgot to let you know
that now I don't hurt anymore. The cancer is gone. I'm glad
because I couldn't stand that pain anymore and God couldn't stand
to see me suffer the pain either, so He sent the Angel of Mercy to
get me. The Angel said I was Special Delivery!
Signed with love from God, Jesus and Me."

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