Monday, May 22, 2006


HOW BIG OUR GOD IS > > Stop telling God how big your storm is. > Instead tell your storm how big your GOD is! > In Phoenix, Arizona, a 26-year-old mother stared > down at her 6 year old son, who was dying of > terminal leukemia. > Although her heart was filled with sadness, > she also had a strong feeling of determination. > Like any parent, she wanted her son to grow up & > fulfill all his dreams. > Now that was no longer possible. > The leukemia would see to that. But she still > wanted her son's dream to come true. > > She took her son's hand and asked, > "Billy, did you ever think about what you wanted > to be once you grew up? > > Did you ever dream and wish what you would do with > your life?" > > Mommy, "I always wanted to be a fireman when I > grew up." > > Mom smiled back and said, "Let's see if we can > make your wish come true." > Later that day she went to her local fire > department! in Phoenix, Arizona, > where she met Fireman Bob, who had a heart as big as Phoenix. > She explained her son's final wish and > asked if it might be possible to give her 6 year > old son a ride around the block on a fire engine. > > Fireman Bob said, "Look, we can do better than > that. If you'll have your son ready at seven o'clock Wednesday morning, we'll make him an honorary fireman for the whole day. H e can come down to the fire station, eat with us, go out on all the fire calls, the whole nine yards! And if you'll give us his sizes, we'll get a real fire uniform for him, with a real fire hat - not a toy -- > one-with the emblem of the Phoenix Fire Department > on it, a yellow slicker like we wear and rubber boots. They're all manufactured right here in Phoenix, so we can get them fast." > Three days later Fireman Bob picked up Billy, dressed him in his uniform and escorted him from his hospital bed to the waiting hook and ladder truck. > Billy got to sit on the back of the truck and help > steer it back to the fire station. > He was in heaven. > There were three fire calls in Phoenix that day > and Billy got to go out on all three calls. > He rode in the different fire engines, the > paramedic's van, and even the fire chief's car. > > He was also videotaped for the local news program. Having his dream come true, > with all the Love and attention that was lavished > upon him, so deeply touched Billy, > that he lived three months longer than any doctor > thought possible. > > One night all of his vital signs began to drop dramatically and the head nurse, who believed in the hospice concept - that no one should die alone, began to call the family members to the hospital. > > Then she remembered the day Billy had spent as a > fireman, so she called the Fire Chief and asked if it would be possible to send a fireman in uniform to the hospital to be with Billy as he made his transition. > > The chief replied, "We can do better than that. We'll be there in five minutes. > Will you please do me a favor? > When you hear the sirens screaming and see the lights flashing, will you announce over the PA system, that there is not a fire? It's the department coming to see one of its finest > members one more time. > And will you open the window to his room? > > About five minutes later a hook and ladder truck arrived at the hospital and extended its ladder up to Billy's third floor open window-------- > 16 fire-fighters climbed up the ladder into Billy's > room. > With his mother's permission, they hugged him and held him and told him how much they LOVED him. > > With his dying breath, Billy looked up at the fire chief and said, "Chief, am I really a fireman now?" "Billy, you are, and the Head Chief, Jesus, is holding your hand," the chief said. > With those words, Billy smiled and said, "I know, He's been holding my hand all day, and the angels have been singing.." > > He closed his eyes one last time

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