This is beautiful! Try not to cry.

From ML

 This is  beautiful!  

She 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.'  

She 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.'  

She 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. She 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.'  
She 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 lay down across his bed and,  hugging his pillow, cried herself to  sleep.  
It was  around midnight when She 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, 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 repost this, 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 'When you're down to nothing, God is  up to something.'  
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