Think about it!!!!!!!!!!!!
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.
"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.
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."
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?
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.
The next time someone needs you ... just be there. Stay.
WE ARE NOT HUMAN BEINGS GOING THROUGH A TEMPORARY SPIRITUAL EXPERIENCE.
WE ARE SPIRITUAL BEINGS GOING THROUGH A TEMPORARY HUMAN EXPERIENCE.
WE ARE SPIRITUAL BEINGS GOING THROUGH A TEMPORARY HUMAN EXPERIENCE.
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