Rockin' J Longhorns
Well-known member
>>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!"
>>
>>
>>And wh! ile 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.
>>
>>
>>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.
>>
>>
>>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,
>>
>>
>>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 your way quickly, quietly,
>>and safely 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 if this is the end of the world.
>>
>>
>>Sudden! ly a young man comes running out of the hospital screaming. He's
>>yelli ng 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 on! 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." 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 and laughing and crying.
>>
>>
>>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.
>>
>>
>>"H-how many pints?", you ask.
>>
>>
>>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!"
>>
>>
>>"But but .. You don't understand."
>>
>>
>>"We are talking about the world here Please sign we need it all!"
>>
>>
>>"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? Can you walk back to that room wh ere 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, "Daddy? Mommy? Daddy?
>>
>>
>>"Why, why have you forsaken me?"
>>
>>
>>And then next week, when they have the ceremony to hon or 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?"
>>
>>
>>Is that what GOD wants to say? "MY SON DIED FOR YOU. 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."
>>
>>
>>*You can now spread the GOSPEL . or just delete this email.
>>
>>
>>If you are not ashamed of GOD or what HE has done for you pass this on.
>>somebody runs in from the parking lot yelling, "Turn on a radio, turn on a
>>radio!"
>>
>>
>>And wh! ile 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.
>>
>>
>>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.
>>
>>
>>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,
>>
>>
>>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 your way quickly, quietly,
>>and safely 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 if this is the end of the world.
>>
>>
>>Sudden! ly a young man comes running out of the hospital screaming. He's
>>yelli ng 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 on! 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." 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 and laughing and crying.
>>
>>
>>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.
>>
>>
>>"H-how many pints?", you ask.
>>
>>
>>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!"
>>
>>
>>"But but .. You don't understand."
>>
>>
>>"We are talking about the world here Please sign we need it all!"
>>
>>
>>"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? Can you walk back to that room wh ere 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, "Daddy? Mommy? Daddy?
>>
>>
>>"Why, why have you forsaken me?"
>>
>>
>>And then next week, when they have the ceremony to hon or 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?"
>>
>>
>>Is that what GOD wants to say? "MY SON DIED FOR YOU. 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."
>>
>>
>>*You can now spread the GOSPEL . or just delete this email.
>>
>>
>>If you are not ashamed of GOD or what HE has done for you pass this on.
