Nature's Wonder

Sally Asks God

THIS IS BEAUTIFUL (where was God when I needed Him Most?

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 lo

Morbid Tattooing

God's Art

Nothing's more perfect than nature...

BE THANKFUL

BE THANKFUL

Be thankful that you don't already have everything you desire. If you did, what would there be to look forward to?

Be thankful when you don't know something, for it gives you the opportunity to learn.

Be thankful for the difficult times. During those times you grow.

Be thankful for your limitations, because they give you opportunities for improvement.

Be thankful for your mistakes. They will teach you valuable lessons.

Be thankful when you're tired and weary, because it means you've made a difference.

It's easy to be thankful for the good things.

A life of rich fulfillment comes to those who are also thankful for the setbacks.

Find a way to be thankful for your troubles, and they can become your blessings.

*** http://www.indianchild.com/thoughts_for_life.htm ***

A Dark and Stormy Night

They were together in the House.

Just the two of them.

It was a cold, dark, stormy night. The storm had come quickly

and

each time the thunder boomed he watched her jump.

She looked across the room and admired his strong appearance...and

wished that he would take her in his arms, comfort her and protect her

from the storm.

She wanted that...more than anything.

Suddenly, with a pop, the power went out... She screamed...

He raced to the sofa where she was cowering.

He didn't hesitate to pull her into his arms.

He knew this was a forbidden union and

expected her to pull back.

He was surprised when she didn't resist but instead clung to him.

The storm raged on...as did their growing passion And

there came a moment when each knew that they had to be together.

They knew it was wrong...

Their families would never understand... So consumed were

they in their passion that they heard no opening

of doors...just the faint click of a camera......

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Missing Husband

Missing Husband

A woman went to police station to file a report for her missing husband:

Woman: I lost my husband

Inspector: What is his height

Woman: I never noticed

Inspector: Slim or healthy

Woman Not slim can be healthy

Inspector: Color of eyes

Woman: Never noticed

Inspector: Color of hair

Woman: Should be black

Inspector: What was he wearing

Woman: I don't remember exactly

Inspector: Was somebody with him ?????????

Woman: Yes my Labrador dog (Romeo), tied with a golden chain, height 30 inches, healthy, blue eyes, blackish brown hair, his left foot thumb nail is slightly broken, he never barks, wearing a golden belt studded with blue balls, he likes non veg food, we eat together, we jog together.

The woman started crying

Inspector: Let's search for the dog first!!!!!!! !!!!!!