She's Too Young

by Depressed_Without_Reason   Nov 21, 2005


Why God? Why her? Please don't take her, she's too young," said a grieving mother at the bedside of her dying daughter. "Mommy, it's okay. If I die, Jesus will still be here with you," said the small, fragile child. "I know baby,' said the mother as she cried softly."I love you, Mommy." "I love you too." The mother fell asleep in her chair.
When she woke up, her daughter wasn't breathing. The mother went into hysterics. Then, the most amazing thing happened, the mother felt a hand on her shoulder, she turned around and saw Jesus standing there. He said, "Don't worry. I'll take good care of her."

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