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

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

“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.

God’s Cake

Sometimes we wonder, “What did I do to deserve this?”
or “Why did God have to do this to “
Here is a wonderful explanation!

A daughter is telling her Mother how
everything is going wrong, she’s failing
algebra, her boyfriend broke up
with her and her best friend is moving away.

Meanwhile, her Mother is baking
a cake and asks her daughter if she
would like a snack, and the daughter says,
“Absolutely Mom, I love your cake.”

“Here, have some cooking oil,” her Mother offers.
“Yuck” says her daughter.
“How about a couple raw eggs?” “Gross, Mom!”
“Would you like some flour then? Or maybe baking soda?”
“Mom, those are all yucky!”

To which the mother replies:
“Yes, all those things seem bad all by themselves.
But when they are put together in the right way,
they make a wonderfully delicious cake! “

God works the same way.
Many times we wonder why
He would let us go through such
bad and difficult times. But God
knows that when He puts these things
all in His order, they always work for good!
We just have to trust Him and, eventually,
they will all make something wonderful!

God is crazy about you.
He sends you flowers every spring
and a sunrise every morning.
Whenever you want to talk,
He’ll listen. He can live anywhere
in the universe, and He chose your heart.

Life may not be the party we hoped for,
but while we are here we might as well dance….