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I would like to believe the following is true. I find this powerful and inspiring, even if it only turns out to be a story.


In Phoenix, Arizona, a 26-year-old mother stared

down at her 6 year old son, who was dying of terminal leukemia. Although her heart

was filled with sadness, she also had a strong feeling of determination.

Like any parent, she wanted her son to grow up and fulfill all his dreams.

Now that was no longer possible. The leukemia would see to that.

But she still wanted her son's dreams to come true. She took her

son's hand and asked, "Billy, did you ever think about what you

wanted to be once you grew up?

Did you ever dream and wish what you would do with your life?"

Mommy, I always wanted to be a fireman when I grew up." Mom smiled

back and said, "Let's see if we can make your wish come true."

Later that day she went to her local fire department in Phoenix,

Arizona, where she met Fireman Bob, who had a heart as big as Phoenix.

She explained her son's final wish and asked if it might be possible

to give her six-year-old son a ride around the block on a fire engine.

Fireman Bob said, "Look, we can do better than that. If you'll have your

son ready at seven o'clock Wednesday morning, we'll make him an honorary

fireman for the whole day.

He can come down to the fire station, eat with us, go out on all

the fire calls, the whole nine yards! And if you'll give us his sizes,

we'll get a real fire uniform for him, with a real fire hat-not a

toy one-with the emblem of the Phoenix Fire Department on it, a

yellow slicker like we wear and rubber boots. They're all manufactured

right here in Phoenix, so we can get them fast."

Three days later Fireman Bob picked up Billy, dressed him in his

fire uniform and escorted him from his hospital bed to the waiting

hook and ladder truck. Billy got to sit on the back of the truck and

help steer it back to the fire station. He was in heaven. There were

three fire calls in Phoenix that day and Billy got to go out on

all three calls. He rode in the different fire engines, the paramedic's van,

and even the fire chief's car. He was also videotaped for the local news


Having his dream come true, with all the love and attention that

was lavished upon him, so deeply touched Billy that he lived three

months longer than any doctor thought possible. One night all of

his vital signs began to drop dramatically and the head nurse, who believed

in the hospice concept that no one should die alone, began to call the

family members to the hospital. Then she remembered the day Billy

had spent as a fireman, so she called the Fire Chief and asked if it

would be possible to send a fireman in uniform to the hospital to be with

Billy as he made his transition.

The chief replied, "We can do better than that. We'll be there in

five minutes. Will you please do me a favor? When you hear the

sirens screaming and see the lights flashing, will you announce

over the PA system that there is not a fire? It's just the fire

department coming to see one of its finest members one more time. And will

you open the window to his room?"

About five minutes later a hook and ladder truck arrived at the

hospital and extended its ladder up to Billy's third floor open

window. 16 firefighters climbed up the ladder into Billy's room.

With his mother's permission, they hugged him and held him and

told him how much they loved him. With his dying breath, Billy

looked up at the fire chief and said, "Chief, am I really a

fireman now?"

Billy, you are, and the Head Chief, Jesus, is holding your hand,"

the chief said.

With those words, Billy smiled and said, "I know, He's been


my hand all day, and the angels have been singing."

He closed his eyes one last time.

My instructions were to send this to at least four people that I

wanted God to bless and I picked you. Please pass this to at least

four people you want to be blessed. This story is powerful and

there is nothing attached, please do not break this pattern; uplifting

stories are one of the best gifts we receive. There is no cost but a lot of

rewards, let's continue to uplift one another.

Stop telling God how big your storm is.

Instead tell your storm how

big your GOD is.

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