Young Fireman

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Stop telling God how big your storm is.
Instead tell your storm how big your GOD is!
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> In Phoenix, Arizona, a 26-year-old mother stared
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> down at her 6 year old son, who was dying of
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> terminal leukemia. Although her heart was filled
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> with sadness, she also had a strong feeling of
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> determination. Like any parent, she wanted her
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> son to grow up and fulfill all his dreams. Now
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> that was no longer possible..
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> The leukemia would see to that. But she still
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> wanted her son's dreams to come true. She took
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> her son's hand and asked, "Billy, did you ever
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> think about what you wanted to be once you grew
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> up? Did you ever dream and wish what you would do
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> with your life?"
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> Mommy, "I always wanted to be a fireman when I grew up."
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> Mom smiled back and said, "Let's see if we can
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> make your wish come true."
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> Later that day she went to her local fire
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> department in Phoenix, Arizona, where she met
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> Fireman Bob, who had a heart as big as Phoenix.
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> She explained her son's final wish and asked if
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> it might be possible to give her six-year-old son
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> a ride around the block on a fire engine.
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> Fireman Bob said, "Look, we can do better than
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> that. If you'll have your son ready at seven
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> o'clock Wednesday morning, we'll make him an
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> honorary fireman for the whole day. He can come
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> down to the fire station, eat with us, go out on
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> all the fire calls, the whole nine yards! And if
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> you'll give us ! his sizes, we'll get a real fire
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> uniform for him, with a real fire hat-not a toy
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> one-with the emblem of the Phoenix Fire
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> Department on it, a yellow slicker like we wear
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> and rubber boots. They're all manufactured right
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> here in Phoenix, so we can get them fast."
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> Three days later Fireman Bob picked up Billy,
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> dressed him in his fire uniform and escorted him
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> from his hospital bed to the waiting hook and
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> ladder truck. Billy got to sit on the back of the
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> truck and help steer it back to the fire station.
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> He was in heaven. There were three fire calls in
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> Phoenix that day and Billy got to go out on all
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> three calls. He rode in the different fire
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> engines, the paramedic's van, and even the fire chief's car.
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> He was also videotaped for the local news
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> program. Having his dream come true, with all the
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> love and attention that was lavished upon him, so
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> deeply touched Billy that he lived three months
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> longer than any doctor thought possible.
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> One night all of his vital signs began to drop
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> dramatically and the head nurse, who believed in
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> the hospice concept that no one should die alone,
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> began to call the family members to the hospital.
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> Then she remembered the day Billy had spent as a
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> fireman, so she called the Fire Chief and asked
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> if it would be possible to send a fireman in
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> uniform to the hospital to be with Billy as he
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> made his transition.
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> The chief replied, "We can do better than that.
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> We'll be there in five minutes.
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> Will you please do me a favor?
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> When you hear the sirens screaming and see the
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> lights flashing, will you announce over the PA
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> system that there is not a fire? It's just the
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> fire department coming to see one of its finest
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> members one more time.
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> And will you open the window to his room?
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> About five minutes later a hook and ladder truck
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> arrived at the hospital and extended its ladder
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> up to Billy's third floor open window
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> 16 firefighters climbed up the ladder into
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> Billy's room.
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> With his mother's permission, they
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> hugged him and held him and told him how much
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> they loved him.
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> With his dying breath, Billy
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> looked up at the fire chief and said,
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> "Chief, am I really a fireman now?"
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> "Billy, you are, and the Head Chief, Jesus, is holding your hand,"
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> the chief said.
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> With those words, Billy smiled and said,
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> "I know, He's been holding my hand all day, and the angels have been
> singing.."
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> He closed his eyes one last time.
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> My instructions were to send this to at least
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> four people that I wanted God to bless and I
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> picked you. Please pass this to at least four
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> people you want to be blessed.
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> This story is
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> powerful and there is nothing attached, please do
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> not break this pattern; uplifting stories are one
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> of the best gifts we receive. There is no cost
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> but a lot of rewards, let's continue to uplift one another.
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> Stop telling God how big your storm is.
Instead......Tell your storm how big your God is!!!