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    ... From: kathryn shea To: BabyChristians@onelist.com Date: Thursday, June 17, 1999 7:09 AM Subject:
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      From: kathryn shea <kathryn888@...>
      To: BabyChristians@onelist.com <BabyChristians@onelist.com>
      Date: Thursday, June 17, 1999 7:09 AM
      Subject: [BabyChristians] This is very touching


      >From: kathryn shea <kathryn888@...>
      >
      >Hi everyone!
      >Someone sent this to a different list, but it had a deep effect on me and I
      >wanted to share it with you. Sorry if you've had it before.
      >This made me cry.
      >Love in the Lord *kathryn*
      >
      >The day is over, you are driving home. You tune in your radio. You hear a
      >little blurb about a little village in India where some villagers have died
      >suddenly, strangely, of a flu that has never been seen before. It's not
      >influenza, but three or four fellows are dead, and it's kind of
      interesting,
      >and they're sending some doctors over there to investigate it. You don't
      >think much about it, but on Sunday, coming home from church, you hear
      >another radio spot. Only they say it's not three villagers, it's 30,000>
      >villagers in the back hills of this particular area of India, and it's on
      TV
      >that night. CNN runs a little blurb; people are heading there from the
      >disease center in Atlanta because this disease strain has never been seen
      >before.
      >
      >By Monday morning when you get up, it's the lead story. For it's not just
      >India; it's Pakistan, Afghanistan, Iran, and before you know it, you're
      >hearing this story everywhere and they have coined it now as "the mystery
      >flu". The President has made some comment that he and everyone are prayin
      >and hoping that all will go well over there. But everyone is wondering how
      >are we going to contain it? That's when the President of France makes an
      >announcement that shocks Europe. He is closing their borders. NO flights
      >from India, Pakistan, or any of the countries where this thing has been
      >seen. And that's why that night you are watching a little bit of CNN before
      >going to bed. Your jaw hits your chest when a
      >weeping woman is translated from a French news program into English:
      >There's a man lying in a hospital in Paris dying of the mystery flu. It
      has
      >come to Europe.
      >
      >Panic strikes. As best they can tell, once you get it, you have it for a
      >week and you don't know it. Then you have four days of unbelievable
      >symptoms. And then you die.
      >>> > >
      >Britain closes it's borders, but it's too late. South Hampton,Liverpool,
      >North Hampton, and it's Tuesday morning when the President of the United
      >States makes the following announcement: "Due to a national security risk,
      >all flights to and from Europe and Asia have been canceled. If your loved
      >ones are overseas, I'm sorry. They cannot come back until we find a cure
      >for this thing."
      >>> > >
      >>> > > Within four days our nation has been plunged into
      >>> > > an unbelievable fear.
      >>> > > People are selling little masks for your face.
      >>> > > People are talking about
      >>> > > "What if it comes to this country," and preachers on
      >>> > > Tuesday are saying,
      >>> > > "It's the scourge of God." It's Wednesday night and
      >>> > > you are at church prayer
      >>> > > meeting when somebody runs in from the parking lot
      >>> > > and says, Turn on a
      >>> > > radio, turn on a radio. And while the church listens
      >>> > > to a little transistor
      >>> > > radio with a microphone stuck up to it, the
      >>> > > announcement is made. Two women
      >>> > > are lying in a Long Island hospital dying from the
      >>> > > mystery flu. Within hours it seems, this thing just
      >>> > > sweeps across the
      >>> > > country.
      >>> > >
      >>> > > People are working around the clock trying to find
      >>> > > an antidote. Nothing is
      >>> > > working. California. Oregon. Arizona. Florida.
      >>> > > Massachusetts. It's
      >>> > > as though it's just sweeping in from the borders.
      >>> > > And then, all of a sudden
      >>> > > the news comes out.
      >>> > >
      >>> > > The code has been broken. A cure can be found. A
      >>> > > vaccine can be made.
      >>> > > It's going to take the blood of somebody who hasn't
      >>> > > been infected, and so,
      >>> > > sure enough, all through the Midwest, through all
      >>> > > those channels of
      >>> > > emergency broadcasting, everyone is asked to do one
      >>> > > simple thing: Go to your
      >>> > > downtown hospital and have your blood type taken.
      >>> > > That's all we ask of you.
      >>> > > And when you hear the sirens go off in your
      >>> > > neighborhood, please make your
      >>> > > way quickly, quietly, and safely to the hospitals.
      >>> > >
      >>> > > Sure enough, when you and your family get down
      >>> > > there late on that Friday
      >>> > > night, there is a long line, and they've got nurses
      >>> > > and doctors coming out
      >>> > > and pricking fingers and taking blood and putting
      >>> > > labels on it. Your wife
      >>> > > and your kids are out there, and they take your
      >>> > > blood type and
      >>> > > they say, "Wait here in the parking lot and if we
      >>> > > call your name, you can be
      >>> > > dismissed and go home." You stand around scared with
      >>> > > your neighbors,
      >>> > > wondering what in the world is going on, and that
      >>> > > this is the end of the
      >>> > > world.
      >>> > >
      >>> > > Suddenly a young man comes running out of the
      >>> > > hospital screaming. He's
      >>> > > yelling a name and waving a clipboard. What? He
      >>> > > yells it again! And your
      >>> > > son tugs on your jacket and says, "Daddy, that's
      >>> > > me."
      >>> > >
      >>> > > Before you know it, they have grabbed your boy.
      >>> > > Wait a minute, hold it! And
      >>> > > they say, "It's okay, his blood is clean. His blood
      >>> > > is pure. We want to make
      >>> > > sure he doesn't have the disease. We think he has
      >>> > > got the right type."
      >>> > >
      >>> > > Five tense minutes later, out come the doctors and
      >>> > > nurses, crying and
      >>> > > hugging one another - some are even laughing. It's
      >>> > > the first time you have
      >>> > > seen anybody laugh in a week, and an old doctor
      >>> > > walks up to you and says,
      >>> > > "Thank you, sir. Your son's blood type is perfect.
      >>> > > It's clean, it is pure,
      >>> > > and we can make the vaccine." As the word begins to
      >>> > > spread all across that
      >>> > > parking lot full of folks, people are screaming and
      >>> > > praying and laughing and
      >>> > > crying.
      >>> > >
      >>> > > But then the gray-haired doctor pulls you and you
      >>> > > wife aside and says, "May
      >>> > > we see you for a moment? We didn't realize that the
      >>> > > donor would be a minor
      >>> > > and we need . . . we need you to sign a consent
      >>> > > form." You begin to sign and
      >>> > > then you see that the number of pints of blood to be
      >>> > > taken is empty.
      >>> > >
      >>> > > "H-h-h-how many pints?" And that is when the old
      >>> > > doctor's smile fades and
      >>> > > he says, "We had no idea it would be a little child.
      >>> > > We weren't prepared. We
      >>> > > need it all! But-but...You don't understand. We are
      >>> > > talking about the world
      >>> > > here. Please sign. We- we need it all - we need it
      >>> > > all!"
      >>> > >
      >>> > > "But can't you give him a transfusion?"
      >>> > >
      >>> > > "If we had clean blood we would. Can you sign?
      >>> > > Would you sign?"
      >>> > >
      >>> > > In numb silence you do. Then they say, "Would you
      >>> > > like to have a moment
      >>> > > with him before we begin?"
      >>> > >
      >>> > > Can you walk back? Can you walk back to that room
      >>> > > where he sits on a table
      >>> > > saying, "Daddy? Mommy? What's going on?" Can you
      >>> > > take his hands and say
      >>> > > "Son, your Mommy and I love you, and we would never
      >>> > > ever let anything happen
      >>> > > to you that didn't just have to be. Do you
      >>> > > understand
      >>> > > that?" And when that old doctor comes back in and
      >>> > > says, "I'm sorry,
      >>> > > we've-we've got to get started. People all over the
      >>> > > world are dying." Can
      >>> > > you leave? Can you walk out while he is saying,
      >>> > > "Dad? Mom? Dad? Why-why have
      >>> > > you forsaken me?" And then next week, when they have
      >>> > > the
      >>> > > ceremony to honor your son, and some folks sleep
      >>> > > through it, and some folks
      >>> > > don't even come because they go to the lake, and
      >>> > > some folks come with a
      >>> > > pretentious smile and just pretend to care.
      >>> > >
      >>> > > Would you want to jump up and say, "MY SON DIED!
      >>> > > DON'T YOU CARE?" Is that
      >>> > > what GOD wants to say? "MY SON DIED. DON'T YOU KNOW
      >>> > > HOW MUCH I CARE?"
      >>> > >
      >>> > > "Father, seeing it from your eyes breaks our
      >>> > > hearts. Maybe now we can begin
      >>> > > to comprehend the great Love you have for us."
      >>> > >
      >>> > > You can now SPREAD THE GOSPEL...or delete it...
      >>> > >
      >>> > >
      >>> > > Mary Goodwin
      >>> > > CONTRACT ADMINISTRATOR
      >>> > > NORTH AMERICAN LOGISTICS
      >>> > > 219-429-2664
      >
      >
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