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From: Mary
Date: 14 Dec 1999
Time: 17:54:10
Remote Name: 204.248.216.111
The day is over and you are driving home. You tune into your radio and hear a little blurb about a little village in India where some villagers have died suddenly of a flu that has ever been seen before. It's interesting and you hear that they are sending some doctors over there to investigate it and help out. You don't think much more about it until Sunday when you are coming home from church and you hear another radio spot. It's no longer some villagers in India, it's 30,000 in the back hills of India. It's on TV that night and CNN runs little blurb that people are heading there from the Disease Center in Atlanta because his train has never been seen before. By Monday,the lead story is that it hasspread throughout the middle east and is described as the "mystery flu". Everyone throughout the world is concerned about how it can be contained. That's when the President of Francemakes an announcement that shocks Europe. He is closing their borders. No flights from the middle east will be allowed to land. That night on CNN there's a news item that a man in France has contracted he disease and is dying. It has finally struck Europe and everyone is in a panic. Tuesday morning the President of the United States makes the following announcement: Due to a national security risk, all flights from Europe and Asia have been cancelled. Within four days our nations has been plunged into unbelievable fear. People are selling little masks for your face and everyone is talking about the possibility that it will come here and what will we do. It's Wednesday night and you are at a church prayer meeting when somebody runs in from the parking lot and says that two women from Long Island are dying from the mystery flu. Within hours it seems this thing just sweeps across the country and scientists and serologists are working around the clock to find an antidote. Nothing is working. Then, all of a sudden the news comes out that the code has been broken. A cure can be found and a vaccine can bemade. It's going to take the blood of somebody who hasn't been infected. Everyone is asked to do one simple thing. Go to your local hospital and have a blood sample taken. When you hear the sirens go off in your neighborhood please make your way quickly to the hospital. You, your wife and your children go and give a sample and are told to wait in he parking lot for the results before you can be dismissed.A short while later a man comes out and calls out a name. He yells it out 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 on! And they said, “It's okay, his blood is clean. His blood is pure. We think he has the right type." Five tense minutes later the doctors come out and approach you and say, "Thank you, sir, your son's blood type is perfect - it's clean - it's pure and we can make the vaccine." Everyone cheers and hugs,laughing and crying. But then the gray-haired doctor pulls you and your wife aside and says "May we see you for a moment? We didn't realize that the donor would be a child and we need .... we need you to sign a consent form." You begin to sign the consent form and then you see that the number of pints of blood to be taken is ALL. That's when the doctor's smile fades and he says - "We had no idea...we weren't repared for a child...and we will need it all...we are talking about saving the world here." 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. "Would you like to have a moment with our son before we begin?" Can you walk back? Can you walk back to that room where he its on a table saying “Daddy? Mommy" What's going on?" Can you take his hands and say Son, your mommy and I love you we would never ever let anything happen to you that idn't just have to be...do you understand that?" Can you walk out while he is saying,“Dad? Mom? 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 ome 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 HAS DIED SO THAT YOU MAY LIVE .... DON'T YOU CARE?" Is that what God wants to say? 'MY SON IED. DON'T YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I CARE?" "Father, seeing it from your eyes reaks our hearts. Maybe now we can begin to comprehend the great Love you have forus." You can now SPREAD THE GOSPEL