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  • David
    Message 1 of 1 , Aug 25, 2005
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      >HOW BIG OUR GOD IS
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      >Stop telling God how big your storm is.
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      >Instead tell your storm how big your GOD is!
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      >In Phoenix, Arizona, a 26-year-old mother stared
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      >down at her 6 year old son, who was dying of terminal leukemia.
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      >Although her heart was filled with sadness,
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      >she also had a strong feeling of determination.
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      > Like any parent, she wanted her son to grow up & fulfill all his dreams.
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      >Now that was no longer possible.
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      >The leukemia would see to that. But she still wanted her son's dream
      >to come true.
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      >She took her son's hand and asked,
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      >"Billy, did you ever think about what you wanted to be once you grew up?
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      >Did you ever dream and wish what you would do with your life?"
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      >Mommy, "I always wanted to be a fireman when I grew up."
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      >Mom smiled back and said, "Let's see if we can make your wish come true."
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      >Later that day she went to her local fire department in Phoenix, Arizona,
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      >where she met Fireman Bob, who had a heart as big as Phoenix.
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      >She explained her son's final wish and
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      >asked if it might be possible to give her 6 year old son
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      >a ride around the block on a fire engine.
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      >Fireman Bob said, "Look, we can do better than that.
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      >If you'll have your son ready at seven o'clock Wednesday morning,
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      > we'll make him an honorary fireman for the whole day.
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      >He can come down to the fire station, eat with us, go out on all the
      >fire calls,
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      >the whole nine yards! And if you'll give us his sizes,
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      >we'll get a real fire uniform for him, with a real fire hat - not a toy --
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      >one-with the emblem of the Phoenix Fire Department on it,
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      >a yellow slicker like we wear and rubber boots.
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      >They're all manufactured right here in Phoenix, so we can get them fast."
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      >Three days later Fireman Bob picked up Billy, dressed him in his uniform
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      >and escorted him from his hospital bed to the waiting hook and ladder truck.
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      >Billy got to sit on the back of the truck and help steer it back to
      >the fire station.
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      >He was in heaven.
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      >There were three fire calls in Phoenix that day and Billy got to go
      >out on all three calls.
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      >He rode in the different fire engines, the paramedic's van, and even
      >the fire chief's car.
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      >He was also videotaped for the local news program.
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      >Having his dream come true
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      >with all the Love and attention that was lavished upon him,
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      >so deeply touched Billy,
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      >that he lived three months longer than any doctor thought possible.
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      >One night all of his vital signs began to drop dramatically and the
      >head nurse,
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      >who believed in the hospice concept - that no one should die alone,
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      >began to call the family members to the hospital.
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      >Then she remembered the day Billy had spent as a fireman,
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      >so she called the Fire Chief and asked if it would be possible to send a
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      >fireman in uniform to the hospital to be with Billy as he made his
      >transition.
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      >The chief replied, "We can do better than that.
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      >We'll be there in five minutes.
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      >Will you please do me a favor?
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      >When you hear the sirens screaming and see the lights flashing,
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      >will you announce over the PA system, that there is not a fire?
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      >It's just the fire department coming to see one of its finest
      >members one more time.
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      >And will you open the window to his room?
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      >About five minutes later a hook and ladder truck arrived at the hospital and
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      >extended its ladder up to Billy's third floor open window--------
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      >16 firefighters climbed up the ladder into Billy's room.
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      >With his mother's permission,
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      >they hugged him and held him and told him how much they LOVED him.
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      >With his dying breath,
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      >Billy looked up at the fire chief and said,
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      >Chief, am I really a fireman now?"
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      >"Billy, you are, and the Head Chief,
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      >Jesus, is holding your hand," the chief said.
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      >With those words, Billy smiled and said,
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      >"I know, He's been holding my hand all day, and the angels have been
      >singing.."
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      >He closed his eyes one last time.
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      >My instructions were to send this to at least four people that I wanted
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      >God to bless and I picked you.
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      >Please pass this to at least four people you want to be blessed.
      >This story is powerful and there is nothing attached,
      >PLEASE do not break this pattern;
      >Uplifting stories are one of the best gifts we receive.
      >There is no cost, but a lot of rewards, let's continue to uplift one
      >another!!!
      >**************************
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      >laugh when you can, apologize when you should, let go of what you
      >can't change....-anonymous
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      >there are times, I look back on my life and have to laugh
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      >" **2 angels were taken from Waltham, RIP Dad 5/7/02
      >RIP Cheryl 5/11/02, watch over us**
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