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This is a good one!

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> For GOD so loved the world that HE gave HIS only begotten SON, that

> whosoever believeth in HIM should not perish but have everlasting life

JOHN

> 3:16

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> It's a Wednesday night and you are at a church prayer meeting when

> somebody runs in from the parking lot yelling, "Turn on a radio, turn on

a

> radio!"

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> 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 a 'mystery' flu." Within hours it

seems,

> this thing just sweeps across the country.

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> People are working around the clock trying to find an antidote. Nothing

is

> working! California, Oregon, Arizona, Florida, Massachusetts.

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> It's as though it's just sweeping in from the borders.

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> 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,

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> everyone is asked to do one simple thing: Go to your downtown hospital

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> have your blood type taken. That's all we ask of you. When you hear the

> sirens go off in your neighborhood, please make your way quickly,

quietly,

> and safely to the hospitals.

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> 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.

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> Your wife and your kids are out there, and they take your blood type

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> they say, "Wait here in the parking lot and if we call your name, you can

be

> dismissed and go home."

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> You stand around, scared, with your neighbors, wondering what in the

world

> is going on and if this is the end of the world.

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> 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."

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> Before you know it, they have grabbed your boy. Wait a minute!

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> Hold on! And they say, "It's okay, his blood is clean. His blood is

pure.

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> 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

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> laughing and crying.

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> Then the gray-haired doctor pulls you and your wife aside and says,

"May

> we see you for 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 has been left

> blank.

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> "H-how many pints?", you ask.

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> And that is when the old doctor's smile fades and he says, "We had no

idea

> it would be little child. We weren't prepared. I'm sorry sir, we need it

> all!"

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> "But but .. You don't understand."

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> "We are talking about the world here. Please sign. We need it all!"

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> "But can't you give him a transfusion?"

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> "If we had clean blood we would. Can you sign? Would you sign?"

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> In numb silence, you do.

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> Then they say, "Would you like to have a moment with him before we

begin?"

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> 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?"

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> 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.

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> Can you leave?"

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> Can you walk out while he is saying, "Daddy? Mommy? Daddy?

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> "Why, why have you forsaken me?"

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> And then next week, when they have the ceremony to honor your son some

> folks sleep through it ... some folks don't even come because they go to

the

> lake or the seashore .. some folks come with a pretentious smile and just

> "pretend" to care. Would you want to jump up and say, "MY SON DIED FOR

YOU!

> DON'T YOU CARE?"

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> Is that what GOD wants to say? "MY SON DIED FOR YOU. DON'T YOU KNOW HOW

> MUCH I CARE?"

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> "FATHER, Seeing it from YOUR eyes breaks our hearts. Maybe now we can

> begin to comprehend the great Love YOU have for us."

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> *You can now spread the GOSPEL . or just delete this email.

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> If you are not ashamed of GOD or what HE has done for you pass this on.

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> A friend is someone who fills our lives with

> Beauty, Joy and Grace and makes the

> world we live in a better and happier

> place.

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Cleveland Coates

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