Where were you, God?

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
lay down across his bed and, hugging his pillow, 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, 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.