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~*`JUST STAY`*~


Tonight I am reading some of the work from my dear departed friend

 'My Never Ending Circle Of Love`*~... ..`By `Janie/mjfb1954`

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I came acoss this one and it moved my heart to repost it for her..

She was a wonderful and dear friend.  I miss her more than words can say.

I know where she is now and one day I will see her again.

God bless you and I hope this stirs your heart as it did mine.

Kathy Collier



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~*`JUST STAY`*~

A nurse took the tired, anxious serviceman to the bedside.

"Your son is here," she said to the old man.

She had to repeat the words several times
before the patient's eyes opened.

Heavily sedated because of the pain of his heart attack,
he dimly saw the young uniformed Marine
standing outside the oxygen tent.

He reached out his hand.
The Marine wrapped his toughened fingers
around the old man's limp ones,
squeezing a message of love and encouragement.

The nurse brought a chair so that the Marine
could sit beside the bed..
All through the night the young Marine sat there
in the poorly lighted ward, holding the old man's hand
and offering him words of love and strength.
Occasionally, the nurse suggested that the Marine move away
and rest awhile.

He refused.. Whenever the nurse came into the ward,
the Marine was oblivious of her and of the night noises
of the hospital - the clanking of the oxygen tank,
the laughter of the night staff members exchanging greetings,
the cries and moans of the other patients.

Now and then she heard him say a few gentle words.
The dying man said nothing,
only held tightly to his son all through the night.

Along towards dawn, the old man died.
The Marine released the now lifeless hand he had been holding
and went to tell the nurse.
While she did what she had to do, he waited.

Finally, she returned. She started to offer words of sympathy,
but the Marine interrupted her.

"Who was that man?" he asked.

The nurse was startled, "He was your father," she answered

"No, he wasn't," the Marine replied.
"I never saw him before in my life."

"Then why didn't you say something when I took you to him?"

"I knew right away there had been a mistake,

but I also knew he needed his son,
and his son just wasn't here.

When I realized that he was too sick
to tell whether or not I was his son,
knowing how much he needed me, I stayed."

I came here tonight to find a Mr. William Grey.

His Son was Killed in Iraq today,
and I was sent to inform him..

What was this Gentleman's Name?

The Nurse with Tears in Her Eyes Answered,

Mr. William Grey.............


The next time someone needs you ... just be there. Stay.

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WE ARE NOT HUMAN BEINGS GOING THROUGH A TEMPORARY
SPIRITUAL EXPERIENCE.

WE ARE SPIRITUAL BEINGS GOING THROUGH A TEMPORARY
HUMAN EXPERIENCE.


PLEASE PASS THIS ONE ON AND GOD WILL BLESS YOU!

THIS IS WHAT WE ARE PUT ON THIS EARTH TO DO ANYWAY. RIGHT ?


HAVE A GREAT BLESSED DAY AND BLESS SOMEONE ELSE
IN SOME LITTLE WAY TODAY!

GOD IS SO GOOD.

`UN`NAMED AUTHOR`

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Thank you for reading this.
It is my prayer God will bless you and yours.

My love to you,
Kathy Collier




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