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JESUS & THE MUD PUDDLE

every¬† morning… what i always do when i reach the office is to read messages coming from my e-mails and this e-mail coming from my friend is what i read..

JESUS & THE MUD PUDDLE
(You gotta believe a 6 year old)

Howard  County Sheriff Jerry Marr got a disturbing call
one Saturday  afternoon a few months ago.
His 6-year-old grandson, Mikey, had been  hit by a car
while fishing in Greentown with his dad.

The father and son were near a bridge
by the Kokomo Reservoir when a
woman lost control of her car,
slid off the bridge and hit  Mikey
at a rate of about 50 mph.
Sheriff Marr had seen the results of accidents
like this and feared the worst.
When he got to   Saint Joseph Hospital ,
he rushed through the emergency
room to  find Mikey conscious and in fairly good spirits.

‘Mikey, what¬†¬†happened ?’ Sheriff Marr asked.
Mikey replied, ‘Well, Papaw, I was fishin’ with Dad,
and some lady runned me over,I flew into a mud
puddle, and broke my fishin’ pole and I didn’t get to catch
no¬†¬†fish !’

As it turned out, the impact propelled Mikey about
500 feet, over a few trees and an embankment and in
to the middle of a mud puddle.
His only injuries were to his right femur  bone,
which had broken in two places.
Mikey had surgery to place  pins in his leg.
Otherwise the boy is fine.

Since all the boy could talk about was
that his fishing pole was broken,
the Sheriff  went out to Wal-Mart and bought
him a new one while he was in surgery
so he could have it when he  came out.
The next day the Sheriff sat with Mikey
to keep him company in the hospital.
Mikey was enjoying his new fishing pole
and talked about  when he could go fishing again
as he cast into the trash can.
When  they were alone Mikey, just as matter-of-fact, said,
‘Papaw, did you¬†¬†know Jesus is real?’

‘Well,’ the Sheriff replied, a little¬†startled..
‘Yes, Jesus is¬†¬†real to all who believe in him
and love him in their¬†hearts.’

‘No,’ said Mikey. ‘I mean Jesus is REALLY¬† REAL.’

‘What do you mean ?’ asked the Sheriff.

‘I know he’s¬†real ’cause I saw him,’ said Mikey,
still casting into the trash can.

‘You did ?’ said the Sheriff.

‘Yep,’ said Mikey. ‘When¬†¬†that lady runned me over
and broke my fishing pole, Jesus caught me in his arms
and laid me down in the mud puddle.’

GIVES¬†¬†YOU GLORY BUMPS, DOESN’T IT ? !

GOD  WILL DO THE REST

I asked the Lord to bless you
As I prayed for you today
To guide you and  protect you
As you go along your way

His love is always with  you
His promises are true
And when we give Him all our cares
You know He will see us through

So when the road you’re¬†¬†traveling on
Seems difficult at best
Just remember I’m here¬†praying
And God will do the rest.

Pass¬†this to people you want God to bless and don’t forget to send it back to
the one who asked God to bless you first.

FAITH¬†IS NOT BELIEVING THAT GOD CAN….
IT IS KNOWING THAT HE  WILL !

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