CHRISTMAS MIRACLE

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CHRISTMAS MIRACLE

Post by gtapp » Sun Dec 24, 2006 3:05 pm

Three years ago, a little boy and his grandmother came to see my Santa at Mayfair Mall in Wisconsin. The child climbed up on his lap, holding a picture of a little girl.

"Who is this?" asked Santa, smiling. "Your friend? Your sister?"

"Yes, Santa," he replied. "My sister, Sarah, who is very sick," he said sadly. Santa glanced over at the grandmother who was waiting nearby, and saw her dabbing her eyes with a tissue.

"She wanted to come with me to see you, oh, so very much, Santa!" the child exclaimed. "She misses you," he added softly.

Santa tried to be cheerful and encouraged a smile to the boy's face, asking him what he wanted Santa to bring him for Christmas. When they finished their visit, the Grandmother came over to help the child off his lap, and started to say something to Santa, but halted.

"What is it?" Santa asked warmly.

"Well, I know it's really too much to ask you, Santa, but ...." the old woman began, shooing her grandson over to one of Santa's elves to collect the little gift which Santa gave all his young visitors. "The girl in the photograph ... my granddaughter ... well, you see ... she has leukemia and isn't expected to make it even through the holidays," she said through tear-filled eyes. "Is there any way, Santa ... any possible way that you could come see Sarah? That's all she's asked for, for Christmas, is to see Santa."

Santa blinked and swallowed hard and told the woman to leave information with his elves as to where Sarah was, and he would see what he could do.

Santa thought of little else the rest of that afternoon. He knew what he had to do. "What if it were MY child lying in that hospital bed, dying," he thought with a sinking heart, "this is the least I can do."

When Santa finished visiting with all the boys and girls that evening, he retrieved from his helper the name of the hospital where Sarah was staying. He asked the assistant location manager how to get to Children's Hospital. "Why?" Rick asked, with a puzzled look on his face. Santa relayed to him the conversation with Sarah's grandmother earlier that day. "C'mon .... I'll take you there," Rick said softly.

Rick drove them to the hospital and came inside with Santa. They found out which room Sarah was in. A pale Rick said he would wait out in the hall.

Santa quietly peeked into the room through the half-closed door and saw little Sarah on the bed. The room was full of what appeared to be her family; there was the Grandmother and the girl's brother he had met earlier that day. A woman whom he guessed was Sarah's mother stood by the bed, gently pushing Sarah's thin hair off her forehead. And another woman who he discovered later was Sarah's aunt, sat in a chair near the bed with a weary, sad look on her face. They were talking quietly, and Santa could sense the warmth and closeness of the family, and their love and concern for Sarah.

Taking a deep breath, and forcing a smile on his face, Santa entered the room, bellowing a hearty, "Ho, ho, ho!"

"Santa!" shrieked little Sarah weakly, as she tried to escape her bed to run to him, IV tubes intact.

Santa rushed to her side and gave her a warm hug. A child the tender age of his own son -- 9 years old -- gazed up at him with wonder and excitement. Her skin was pale and her short tresses bore telltale bald patches from the effects of chemotherapy. But all he saw when he looked at her was a pair of huge, blue eyes.

His heart melted, and he had to force himself to choke back tears. Though his eyes were riveted upon Sarah's face, he could hear the gasps and quiet sobbing of the women in the room. As he and Sarah began talking, the family crept quietly to the bedside one by one, squeezing Santa's shoulder or his hand gratefully, whispering "thank you" as they gazed sincerely at him with shining eyes.

Santa and Sarah talked and talked, and she told him excitedly all the toys she wanted for Christmas, assuring him she'd been a very good girl that year. As their time together dwindled, Santa felt led in his spirit to pray for Sarah, and asked for permission from the girl's mother. She nodded in agreement and the entire family circled around Sarah's bed, holding hands.

Santa looked intensely at Sarah and asked her if she believed in angels. "Oh, yes, Santa ... I do!" she exclaimed.

"Well, I'm going to ask that angels watch over you," he said.

Laying one hand on the child's head, Santa closed his eyes and prayed. He asked that God touch little Sarah, and heal her body from this disease. He asked that angels minister to her, watch and keep her. And when he finished praying, still with eyes closed, he started singing softly, "Silent Night, Holy Night ... all is calm, all is bright." The family joined in, still holding hands, smiling at Sarah, and crying tears of hope, tears of joy for this moment, as Sarah beamed at them all.

When the song ended, Santa sat on the side of the bed again and held Sarah's frail, small hands in his own. "Now, Sarah," he said authoritatively, "you have a job to do, and that is to concentrate on getting well. I want you to have fun playing with your friends this summer, and I expect to see you at my house at Mayfair Mall this time next year!"

He knew it was risky proclaiming that, to this little girl who had terminal cancer, but he had to. He had to give her the greatest gift he could -- not dolls or games or toys -- but the gift of HOPE.

"Yes, Santa!" Sarah exclaimed, her eyes bright. He leaned down and kissed her on the forehead and left the room.

Out in the hall, the minute Santa's eyes met Rick's, a look passed between them and they wept unashamed. Sarah's mother and grandmother slipped out of the room quickly and rushed to Santa's side to thank him. "My only child is the same age as Sarah," he explained quietly. "This is the least I could do." They nodded with understanding and hugged him.

One year later, Santa Mark was again back on the set in Milwaukee for his six-week, seasonal job which he so loves to do. Several weeks went by and then one day a child came up to sit on his lap. "Hi, Santa! Remember me?!"

"Of course, I do," Santa proclaimed (as he always does), smiling down at her. After all, the secret to being a *good* Santa is to always make each child feel as if they are the only child in the world at that moment.

"You came to see me in the hospital last year!"

Santa's jaw dropped. Tears immediately sprang in his eyes, and he grabbed this little miracle and held her to his chest. "Sarah!" he exclaimed. He scarcely recognized her, for her hair was long and silky and her cheeks were rosy -- much different from the little girl he had visited just a year before.

He looked over and saw Sarah's mother and grandmother in the sidelines smiling and waving and wiping their eyes.

That was the best Christmas ever for Santa Claus. He had witnessed -- and been blessed to be instrumental in bringing about -- this miracle of hope.

This precious little child was healed. Cancer-free. Alive and well. He silently looked up to Heaven and humbly whispered,

"Thank you, Father. 'Tis a very, merry Christmas!"


MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!


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Post by Helcat72 » Sun Dec 24, 2006 4:37 pm

Thanks Gary...I appreciated that!


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Post by GOKATS » Sun Dec 24, 2006 7:47 pm

Thanks, gtapp! But stuff like that always brings a tear to my eyes and I don't feel at all bad about having that kind of emotions.

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Post by Platinumcat » Sun Dec 24, 2006 10:31 pm

Gtapp,
Incredible story...tears welled in my eyes (I have a son that age and two younger)...What a wonderful story to share. =D^

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Post by HelenaCat » Mon Dec 25, 2006 9:29 am

Wow Gary-that was really special. Thanks for reminding all of us about whats really important! Not ashamed to say it brought tears to my eyes also.



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Post by 94VegasCat » Mon Dec 25, 2006 10:22 am

Thanks gtapp. One of my best friends has leukemia and she, like this story are an inspiration. Merry Christmas


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Post by vike_king » Mon Dec 25, 2006 3:33 pm

C'mon Gtapp, how am I supposed to type when I can't see for the tears?


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Post by 1BadBobcat » Wed Dec 27, 2006 6:32 pm

My daughter is that same age as well, with beautiful blue eyes. I really had to fight back the emotions reading this. Christmas miracles do happen - thanks for the story!


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Re: CHRISTMAS MIRACLE

Post by rtb » Mon Dec 26, 2011 1:10 pm

This is an old thread but the author would like credit for the story since it is a true story.

The story is written by Susan Morton Leonard and you can see her blog at:

http://susans-sea-of-dreams.blogspot.co ... racle.html" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;


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Re: CHRISTMAS MIRACLE

Post by gtapp » Fri Dec 18, 2015 6:46 am

That time of year again. Please post any Christmas stories you have!


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Post by RickRund » Fri Dec 18, 2015 10:35 am

Thanks gtapp...


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Re: CHRISTMAS MIRACLE

Post by allcat » Fri Dec 18, 2015 7:13 pm

I was asked to play Santa for a little kid that had been diagnosed with some sort of auto-immune disease when he was 2. Even getting a cold could kill him. I went to the house, giving my best Ho Ho Ho, I made the kid cry and just want to get away. That kid is now in 1st grade, still has the disease, but his mom just wants to give him the most normal life possible.


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Post by utucats » Sat Dec 19, 2015 7:38 pm

Well thanks a lot Gtapp. I logged on expecting to share my usual smart ass posts about the past and future of the Cats and you forced me to read this and now it seems rather childish to do that. Appreciate your post but not thrilled with the perspective on what is really important. Joking of course, hope you guys all enjoy your Xmas.


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Post by Joe Bobcat » Sat Dec 19, 2015 8:45 pm

utucats wrote:Well thanks a lot Gtapp. I logged on expecting to share my usual smart ass posts about the past and future of the Cats and you forced me to read this and now it seems rather childish to do that. Appreciate your post but not thrilled with the perspective on what is really important. Joking of course, hope you guys all enjoy your Xmas.
That right there^^^^ has to be considered a small Christmas miracle. Merry Christmas everyone and a happy new Bobcats new year!


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