> At the end of this story, it gives you two options.
> I think you will figure out what option I chose.
>  A cold March wind danced around the dead of night in Dallas
> as the doctor walked into the small hospital room of
>  Diana Blessing. She was still groggy from surgery.
> Her husband, David, held her hand as they braced themselves
> for the latest news.
> That afternoon of March 10, 1991, complications had forced
> Diana, only 24-weeks pregnant, to undergo an emergency
> Cesarean to deliver couple's new daughter, Dana Lu Blessing.
> At 12 inches long and weighing only one pound nine ounces,
> they already knew she was perilously premature.
>  Still, the doctor's soft words dropped like bombs.
> "I don't think she's going to make it," he said, as kindly
> as he could.
> "There's only a 10-percent chance she will live through the
> night, and even then, if by some slim chance she does make
> it, her future could be a very cruel one."
> Numb with disbelief, David and Diana listened as the doctor
> described the devastating problems Dana would likely face
> if she survived.
> She would never walk, she would never talk, she would
> probably be blind, and she would certainly be prone to
> other catastrophic conditions from cerebral palsy to
> complete mental retardation, and on and on.
> "No! No!" was all Diana could say.
> She and David, with their 5-year-old son Dustin, had long
>  dreamed of the day they would have a daughter to become a
> family of four. Now, within a matter of hours, that dream
> was slipping away.
> But as those first days passed, a new agony set in for
> David and Diana.
> Because Dana's underdeveloped nervous system was
> essentially 'raw', the lightest kiss or caress only
> intensified her discomfort, so they couldn't even cradle
> their tiny baby girl against their chests to offer the
> strength of their love. All they could do, as Dana
> struggled alone beneath the ultraviolet light in the tangle
> of tubes and wires, was to pray that God would stay close
> to their precious little girl.
> There was never a moment when Dana suddenly grew stronger.
> But as the weeks went by, she did slowly gain an ounce of
> weight here and an ounce of strength there.
> At last, when Dana turned two months old, her parents were
> able to hold her in their arms for the very first time. And
> two months later, though doctors continued to gently but
> grimly warn that her chances of surviving, much less living
> any kind of normal life, were next to zero, Dana went home
> from the hospital, just as her mother had predicted.
> Five years later, when Dana was a petite but feisty young
> girl with glittering gray eyes and an unquenchable zest for
> life. She showed no signs whatsoever of any mental or
> physical impairment. Simply, she was everything a little
> girl can be and more. But that happy ending is far from the
> end of her story.
> One blistering afternoon in the summer of 1996 near her
> home in Irving, Texas, Dana was sitting in her mother's lap
> in the bleachers of a local ball park where her brother
> Dustin's baseball team was practicing.
> As always, Dana was chattering nonstop with her mother and
>  several other adults sitting nearby when she suddenly fell
> silent
> Hugging her arms across her chest, little Dana asked,
> "Do you smell that?"
> Smelling the air and detecting the approach of a
> thunderstorm, Diana replied, "Yes, it smells like rain."
> Dana closed her eyes and again asked, "Do you smell that?"
> Once again, her mother replied,
> "Yes, I think we're about to get wet. It smells like rain."
> Still caught in the moment, Dana shook her head, patted her
> thin shoulders with her small hands and loudly announced,
> "No, it smells like Him.
> It smells like God when you lay your head on His chest."
> Tears blurred Diana's eyes as Dana happily hopped down to
> play with the other children.
> Before the rains came, her daughter's words confirmed what
> Diana and all the members of the extended Blessing family
> had known, at least in their hearts, all along.
> During those long days and nights of her first two months
> of her life, when her nerves were too sensitive for them to
> touch her, God was holding Dana on His chest and it is His
> loving scent that she remembers so well.
> You now have 1 of 2 choices. You can either pass this on
> and let other people catch the chills like you did, or you
> can delete this and act like it didn't touch your heart
> like it did mine.
> "I can do all things in Him who strengthens me."
> This morning when the Lord opened a window to Heaven, He saw me,
> and He   asked: "My child, what is your greatest wish for today?" I
> responded:
> "Lord please, take care of the person who is reading this
> message, their family and their special friends. They deserve it and I
> love
> them
> very much" The love of God is like the ocean, you can see its
> beginning, but not its end.
>  This message works on the day you receive it. Let us see if it is
>  true.
>  ANGELS EXIST but some times, since they don't all have wings, we
> call them FRIENDS.