Guest guest Posted March 12, 2001 Report Share Posted March 12, 2001 Forwarded in awe. Love to all, Judy O > > >A MUST READ STORY! > > > > > A Father's Story > > > > > > On July 22nd I was enroute to Washington, DC for a > > > business trip. It was all so very ordinary, until we > > > landed in Denver for a plane change. As I collected my > > > belongings from the overhead bin, an announcement was > > > made for Mr. Lloyd Glenn to see the United Customer > > > Service Representative immediately. I thought nothing > > > of it until I reached the door to leave the plane, and > > > I heard a gentleman asking every male if they were Mr. > > > Glenn. > > > > > > > > > > > > At this point I knew something was wrong and my heart > > > sunk. When I got off the plane a solemn-faced young > > > man came toward me and said, " Mr. Glenn, there is an > > > emergency at your home. I do not know what the > > > emergency is, or who is involved, but I will take you > > > to the phone so you can call the hospital. " > > > > > > > > > > > > My heart was now pounding, but the will to be calm > > > took over. > > > > > > > > > > > > Woodenly, I followed this stranger to the distant > > > telephone where I called the number he gave me for the > > > Mission Hospital. My call was put through to the > > > trauma center where I learned that my three-year-old > > > son had been trapped underneath the automatic garage > > > door for several minutes, and that when my wife had > > > found him he was dead. > > > > > > > > > > > > CPR had been performed by a neighbor, who is a doctor, > > > and the paramedics had continued the treatment as > > > was transported to the hospital. By the time of > > > my call, was revived and they believed he would > > > live, but they did not know how much damage had been > > > done to his brain, nor to his heart. They > > > explained that the door had completely closed on his > > > little sternum right over his heart. He had been > > > severely crushed. After speaking with the medical > > > staff, my wife sounded worried but not hysterical, and > > > I took comfort in her calmness. > > > > > > > > > > > > The return flight seemed to last forever, but finally > > > I arrived at the hospital six hours after the garage > > > door had come down. > > > > > > > > > > > > When I walked into the intensive care unit, nothing > > > could have prepared me to see my little son lying so > > > still on a great big bed with tubes and monitors > > > everywhere. He was on a respirator. I glanced at my > > > wife who stood and tried to give me a reassuring > > > smile. It all seemed like a terrible dream. > > > > > > > > > > > > I was filled-in with the details and given a guarded > > > prognosis. was going to live, and the > > > preliminary tests indicated that his heart was OK, two > > > miracles in and of themselves. > > > > > > > > > > > > But only time would tell if his brain received any > > > damage. Throughout the seemingly endless hours, my > > > wife was calm. > > > > > > > > > > > > She felt that would eventually be all right. I > > > hung on to her words and faith like a lifeline. > > > All that night and the next day remained > > > unconscious. It seemed like forever since I had left > > > for my business trip the day before. > > > > > > > > > > > > Finally at two o'clock that afternoon, our son > > > regained consciousness and sat up uttering the most > > > beautiful words I have ever heard spoken. > > > > > > > > > > > > He said, " Daddy hold me " and he reached for me with > > > his little arms. > > > > > > > > > > > > [TEAR BREAK...smile] By the next day he was pronounced > > > as having no neurological or physical deficits, and > > > the story of his miraculous survival spread throughout > > > the hospital. You cannot imagine we took home, > > > we felt a unique reverence for the life and love of > > > our Heavenly Father that comes to those who brush > > > death so closely.. > > > > > > > > > > > > In the days that followed there was a special spirit > > > about our home. Our two older children were much > > > closer to their little brother. My wife and I were > > > much closer to each other, and all of us were very > > > close as a whole family. Life took on a less stressful > > > pace. > > > > > > > > > > > > Perspective seemed to be more focused, and balance > > > much easier to gain and maintain. > > > We felt deeply blessed. Our gratitude was truly > > > profound. > > > The story is not over (smile)! > > > > > > > > > > > > Almost a month later to the day of the accident, > > > awoke from his afternoon nap and said, " Sit down > > > Mommy. I have something to tell you. " At this time in > > > his life, usually spoke in small phrases, so to > > > say a large sentence surprised my wife. > > > > > > > > > > > > She sat down with him on his bed, and he began his > > > sacred and remarkable story. > > > " Do you remember when I got stuck under the garage > > > door? Well, it was so heavy and it hurt really bad. I > > > called to you, but you couldn't hear me. I started to > > > cry, but then it hurt too badly. And then the > > > 'birdies' came. " > > > > > > > > > > > > " The birdies? " my wife asked puzzled. > > > > > > > > > > > > " Yes, " he replied. " The birdies made a whooshing sound > > > and flew into the garage. They took care of me. " > > > " They did? " > > > > > > > > > > > > " Yes, " he said. " one of the birdies came and got you. > > > She came to tell you I got stuck under the door. " > > > A sweet reverent feeling filled the room. The spirit > > > was so strong and yet lighter than air. My wife > > > realized that a three-year-old had no concept of death > > > and spirits, so he was referring to the beings who > > > came to him from beyond as " birdies " because they were > > > up in the air like birds that fly. > > > " What did the birdies look like? " she asked.. > > > > > > > > > > > > answered, " They were so beautiful. They were > > > dressed in white, all white. Some of them had green > > > and white. > > > > > > > > > > > > But some of them had on just white. " > > > > > > > > > > > > " Did they say anything? " > > > > > > > > > > > > " Yes, " he answered. " They told me the baby would be > > > all right. " > > > > > > > > > > > > " The baby? " my wife asked confused.. > > > answered. " The baby laying on the garage floor. " > > > He went on, " You came out and opened the garage door > > > and ran to the baby. You told the baby to stay and not > > > leave. " > > > > > > > > > > > > My wife nearly collapsed upon hearing this, for she > > > had indeed gone and knelt beside 's body and > > > seeing his crushed chest whispered, " Don't leave us > > > , please stay if you can. " As she listened to > > > telling her the words she had spoken, she > > > realized that the spirit had left his body and was > > > looking down from above on this little lifeless form. > > > > > > > > > > > > " Then what happened? " she asked.. We went on a trip. " > > > he said, " Far, far away. " > > > He grew agitated trying to say the things he didn't > > > seem to have the words for. My wife tried to calm and > > > comfort him, and let him know it would be okay. He > > > struggled with wanting to tell something that > > > obviously was very important to him, but finding the > > > words was difficult. " We flew so fast up in the air. > > > They're so pretty Mommy, " he added. " And there are > > > lots and lots of birdies. " > > > > > > > > > > > > My wife was stunned. Into her mind the sweet > > > comforting spirit enveloped her more soundly, but with > > > urgency she had never before known. > > > > > > > > > > > > went on to tell her that the " birdies " had told > > > him that he had to come back and tell everyone > > > about the " birdies. " He said they brought him back to > > > the house and that a big fire truck, and an ambulance > > > were there. A man was bringing the baby out on a white > > > bed and he tried to tell the man that the baby would > > > be okay, but the man couldn't hear him. He said the > > > birdies told him he had to go with the > > > ambulance, but they would be near him. He said they > > > were so pretty and so peaceful, and he didn't want to > > > come back. > > > > > > Then the bright light came. He said that the light was > > > so bright and so warm, and he loved the bright light > > > so much. Someone was in the bright light and put their > > > arms around him, and told him, " I love you but you > > > have to go back. You have to play baseball, and tell > > > everyone about the birdies. > > > > > > " Then the person in the bright light kissed him and > > > waved bye-bye. > > > > > > Then woosh, the big sound came and they went into the > > > clouds. > > > > > > The story went on for an hour. He taught us that > > > " birdies " were always with us, but we don't see them > > > because we look with our eyes and we don't hear them > > > because we listen with our ears. But they are always > > > there; you can only see them in here (he put his hand > > > over his heart). > > > > > > They whisper the things to help us to do what is right > > > because they love us so much. > > > > > > continued, stating, " I have a plan, Mommy. You > > > have a plan. > > > > > > Daddy has a plan. Everyone has a plan. We must all > > > live our plan and keep our promises. The birdies help > > > us to do that cause they love us so much. " > > > > > > In the weeks that followed, he often came to us and > > > told all, or part of it, again and again. > > > > > > Always the story remained the same. The details were > > > never changed or out of order. A few times he added > > > further bits of information and clarified the message > > > he had already delivered. > > > > > > It never ceased to amaze us how he could tell such > > > detail and speak beyond his ability when he talked > > > about his birdies. > > > > > > Everywhere he went, he told strangers about the > > > " birdies. " > > > > > > Surprisingly, no one ever looked at him strangely when > > > he did this. > > > > > > Rather, they always got a softened look on their face > > > and smiled. > > > > > > Needless to say, we have not been the same ever since > > > that day, and I pray we never will be. > > > > > > An Angel To Watch over You Some people come into our > > > lives and quickly go... > > > > > > Some people become friends and stay a while...leaving > > > beautiful footprints on our hearts...and we are never > > > quite the same because we have made a good friend!! > > > > > > Yesterday is history.. > > > > > > Tomorrow a mystery.. > > > > > > Today is a gift.. > > > > > > That's why it's called the present! > > > > > > Live and savour every moment.....this is not a dress > > > rehearsal! > > > > > > THIS IS A SPECIAL GUARDIAN ANGEL.... > > > > > > YOU MUST PASS THIS ON TO 5 PEOPLE WITHIN THE HOUR OF > > > RECEIVING HER....IF YOU HAVE PASSED HER ON, SHE'LL > > > WATCH OVER YOU FOREVER....IF NOT, HER TEARS WILL > > > FLOW.... > > > > > > Now don't delete this message, because it comes from a > > > very special angel.. 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