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WhtDove Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-22
Posts 9245Illinois 
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I found this also on a website and wanted to share with you all! What a story to think about! Clean Blood 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. 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 praying 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. 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. 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 a church prayer meeting when somebody runs in from the parking lot and says, "Turn on a radio, turn on a radio!!" 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. 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. When you hear the sirens go off in your neighborhood, please make 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 could be 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. Your son could save the world." Five agonizing 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 your 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, sir." "But...but..." "You don't understand. We are talking about the world here. Please sign." "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? You're asked yourself. 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 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 is saying? "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. Amen " ~Author Anonymous |
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Pepper Member Elite
since 1999-08-19
Posts 3079Southern Florida |
Thank you so very much for sharing this WhtDove....it certainly touched me |
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Echo Rhayne Senior Member
since 1999-09-17
Posts 1495Canyon Country, CA |
Touched me too! Yes, yes, thank you for sharing! ------------------ ~*~ Time erases and rewrites all the lines. What remains is the poetry! ~*~ |
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WhtDove Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-22
Posts 9245Illinois |
Pepper your welcome, glad you enjoyed it! LOL Echo! It touched me too, I thought it was quite the story! |
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Julie Senior Member
since 1999-08-20
Posts 739Houston, TX |
WhtDve...tears in my eyes. What a profound story...incredibly moving. ------------------ Julie ------------------------- Shoot for the moon. Even if you miss it, you will land among the stars.~Les Brown~ |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
You've brought tears to my eyes too with this, Rebecca. You were right, I really needed to hear this tonight. thank you. micahel |
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WhtDove Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-22
Posts 9245Illinois |
This one really makes you think. Michael I knew this would hit home with you! I'm glad you guys were all touched by it, I was also touched. Really made me stop and think about things. |
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Bright Melody Junior Member
since 1999-11-06
Posts 37O'Fallon Illinois |
Excellent! I really enjoyed this. This really hit home. ------------------ Never frown because you never know who is falling in love with your smile. |
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Mayme David New Member
since 1999-11-21
Posts 8Carrollton, TX, USA |
With tears in my eyes I can just imagine the feelings that the parents would have and I know that He did this very thing for all of us and we are being very unthankful going about our lives in this busy world and most of the time not even giving Him a minute. Thank you for the reminder. It was great. |
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WhtDove Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-22
Posts 9245Illinois |
Bright I'm glad it hit home for you. Mayme, I'm glad it touched you. It is a great reminder of what He did for us. Yes, we all forget and the world tends to get in the way of seeing those things. But that's what reminders are all about.  |
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mirjam Member
since 1999-11-24
Posts 246Auckland, New Zealand |
Well i have to add to the list of people who this brought tears to the eyes - wow if only the world could see what a sacrifice God made for us - I think by putting Christ's death in a contemporary scenario like this will hit home for not only believers, but those who have not really thought out it before. Very touching. |
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WhtDove Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-22
Posts 9245Illinois |
Your right Mirjam, I think it would hit home with all people. I'm glad this has touched so many people. I certainly wish the author knew what a touching story they wrote. |
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