THE INVISIBLE LETTER

I jumped up as soon as I saw the surgeon come out of the operating room. "My little boy---he's going to be alright, isn't he? Can I see him now?"

Within a moment, I could tell by the surgeon's posture that he wasn't there to deliver hope.  "I'm sorry. We did all we could...."   I didn't hear his following words. I already knew in my heart what he was saying. My heart was gripped in an icy hand that was chocking the life out of me.  I became quite angry, angry with GOD.  "Why does GOD let little children get cancer, anyway!" I fumed. "Doesn't He care about the horrible pain they are in?"  Looking up at heaven, I threw my anger up to Him and I asked Him, "And just where were You, GOD, when my son needed You?"

Someone asked me if I needed a little time with my son before he was transported to the University. An interesting question because 'a little time' is all that I felt I had ever had with my son. The compassionate attending nurse stayed with me while I said goodbye to him.   "It was his idea to donate his body to the University," I began explaining to the kind nurse.  "He said it might help somebody someday, that he wouldn't be using it after he died.  I just never imagined that 'someday' would come so soon."

I walked out of Children's Mercy Hospital for the last time, after spending six months there.  I carried all of my son's belongings to his room and returned all his things back exactly where he had kept them. 

I laid down on his bed, hugged his pillow, and cried myself to sleep.

About midnight, I woke up.  Something warm had brushed across my cheek.  I found a small white feather lying beside me on top of a folded letter. 

The letter 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 will always love you Mom, even more each day.   Someday we will see each other again.

Don't be sad 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.  They go backwards, forwards, and can do things I can't even explain! 

And you know what?  Jesus doesn't look anything like His pictures.  But 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 with Him, like I was really important.  That's when I told Him that I wanted to write you a letter, to tell you goodbye and everything.  He said it wasn't really allowed, but 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 off to you.  GOD told me that you had asked Him a question while you were in the hospital, Where was HE when I needed Him?  GOD said for me to tell you---He is in the same place He was when His son died on the cross.  He was right here where He always is, watching over His children with more love than anyone can imagine.

OH! By the way, Mom...no one else can see what I've written except you.  To everyone else, this is just a plain piece of paper.  Cool, huh?

Tonight I get to sit with Jesus for supper.  Can you imagine how good the food is going to taste here? I can hardly wait!

And I forgot to tell you, I don't hurt anymore, either.  No more cancer!  I'm so 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 and get me.  The Mercy Angel said I was Special Deliver!  How about that?

I have to give GOD His pen back now.  He needs it to write some more names in the Book of Life.

Signed with a whole lot of love,

                                           GOD, Jesus and me.

"I will never leave you, nor forsake you."

Hebrews 13:5b

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