From: "Brian Duncalfe" Subject: Fw: A great story of God's protection Date: Mon, 25 Oct 2010 09:07:21 -0700 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: multipart/alternative; boundary="----=_NextPart_000_00BF_01CB7424.0B0CE430" X-Priority: 3 X-MSMail-Priority: Normal X-Unsent: 2 X-MIMEOLE: Produced By Microsoft MimeOLE V6.0.6002.18263 This is a multi-part message in MIME format. ------=_NextPart_000_00BF_01CB7424.0B0CE430 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable A must read it's awesome A DAD'S STORY=20 =20 On July 22nd I was in route to Washington, DC = for a business trip. It was all so very ordinary, until we landed in = Denver for a plane change.=20 As I collected my belongings from the = overhead bin, an announcement was made for Mr.. Lloyd Glenn to see = the United Customer Service Representative immediately. =20 I thought nothing of it until I reached the = door to leave the plane and I heard a gentleman asking every male if he = were Mr. Glenn. At this point I knew something was wrong and my heart = sunk.=20 When I got off the plane a solemn-faced young = man came toward me and said, 'Mr.Glenn, there is an emergency at your = home. I do not know what the emergency is, or who is involved, but I = will take you to the phone so you can call the hospital.' My heart was = now pounding, but the will to be calm took over. Woodenly, I followed this stranger to the = distant telephone where I called the number he gave me for the Mission = Hospital My call was put through to the trauma center where I learned = that my three-year-old son had been trapped underneath the automatic = garage door for several minutes, and that when my wife had found him he = was dead. CPR had been performed by a neighbor, who is a doctor, and the = paramedics had continued the treatment as Brian was transported to the = hospital.=20 By the time of my call, Brian was revived and = they believed he would live, but they did not know how much damage had = been done to his brain, nor to his heart. They explained that the door = had completely closed on his little sternum right over his heart. He = had been severely crushed. After speaking with the medical staff, my = wife sounded worried but not hysterical, and I took comfort in her = calmness.=20 The return flight seemed to last forever, but = finally I arrived at the hospital six hours after the garage door had = come down. When I walked into the intensive care unit, nothing could = have prepared me to see my little son laying so still on a great big bed = with tubes and monitors everywhere. He was on a respirator. I=20 glanced at my wife who stood and tried to give = me a reassuring smile. It all seemed like a terrible dream. I was = filled-in with the details and given a guarded prognosis. Brian was = going to live, and the preliminary tests indicated that his heart was = OK, two miracles in and of themselves. But only time would tell if his = brain received any damage.=20 Throughout the seemingly endless hours, my = wife was calm. She felt that Brian would eventually be all right. I = hung on to her words and faith like a lifeline. All that night and the = next day Brian remained unconscious. It seemed like forever since I had = left for my business trip the day before.=20 Finally at two o'clock that afternoon, our = son regained consciousness and sat up uttering the most beautiful words = I have ever heard spoken. He said, 'Daddy hold me' and he reached for = me with his little arms.=20 [TEAR BREAK...smile] By the next day he was pronounced as=20 having no neurological or physical deficits, = and the story of his miraculous survival spread throughout the hospital. = You cannot imagine. We took Brian home, we felt a unique reverence for = the life and love of our Heavenly Father that comes to those who brush = death so closely.=20 In the days that followed there was a special = spirit about our home. Our two older children were much closer to their = little brother. My wife and I were much closer to each other, and all of = us were very close as a whole family. Life took on a less stressful = pace. Perspective seemed to be more focused, and balance much easier to = gain and maintain. We felt deeply blessed. Our gratitude was truly = profound.=20 The story is not over (smile)! Almost a month later to the day of the = accident,=20 Brian awoke from his afternoon nap and said, = 'Sit down Mommy..... I have something to tell you.' At this time in his = life, Brian usually spoke in small phrases, so to say a large sentence = surprised my wife. She sat down with=20 him on his bed, and he began his sacred and = remarkable story.=20 'Do you remember when I got stuck under the = garage door? Well, it was so heavy and it hurt really bad. I called to = you, but you couldn't hear me.. I started to cry, but then it hurt too = bad. And then the 'birdies' came.'=20 'The birdies?' my wife asked puzzled. 'Yes,' he replied. 'The birdies made a = whooshing sound and flew into the garage. They took care of me.' 'They did?' 'Yes,' he said. 'One of the birdies came and = got you. She came to tell you 'I got stuck under the door.' A sweet = reverent feeling filled the room. The spirit was so strong and yet = lighter than air. My wife realized that a three-year-old had no concept = of death and spirits, so he was referring to the beings who came to him = from beyond as 'birdies' because they were up in the air like birds = that fly.. 'What did the birdies look like?' she asked.=20 Brian answered, 'They were so beautiful. They = were dressed in white, all white. Some of them had green and white. But = some of them had on just white.' 'Did they say anything?' 'Yes,' he answered. 'They told me the baby = would be all right.'=20 'The baby?' my wife asked confused. Brian answered. 'The baby laying on the = garage floor.' He went on, 'You came out and opened the garage door and = ran to the baby. You told the baby to stay and not leave.'=20 My wife nearly collapsed upon hearing this, = for she had indeed gone and knelt beside Brian's body and seeing his = crushed & still chest whispered, 'Don't leave us Brian, please stay if = you can.' As she listened to Brian telling her the words she had spoken, = she realized that the spirit had left His body and was looking down = from above on this little lifeless form.. 'Then what happened?' she = asked.=20 'We went on a trip,' he said, 'far, far away.' = He grew agitated trying to say the things he didn't seem to have the = words for. My wife tried to calm and comfort him, and let him know it = would be okay. He struggled with wanting to tell something that = obviously was very important to him, but finding the words was = difficult.=20 'We flew so fast up in the air. They're so = pretty Mommy,' he added. 'And there are lots and lots of birdies.' My = wife was stunned. Into her mind the sweet comforting spirit enveloped = her more soundly, but with an urgency she had never before known. Brian = went on to tell her that the 'birdies' had told him that he had to come = back and tell everyone about the 'birdies.' He said they brought him = back to the house and that a big fire truck, and an ambulance were = there. A man was bringing the baby out on a white bed and he tried to = tell the man that the baby would be okay. The story went on for an hour. = He taught us that 'birdies' were always with = us, but we don't see them because we look with our eyes and we don't = hear them because we listen with our ears. But they are always there, = you can only see them in here (he put his hand over his heart). They = whisper the things to help us to do what is right because they love us = so much. Brian continued, stating, 'I have a plan, Mommy. You have a = plan.. Daddy has a plan. Everyone has a plan. We must all live our plan = and keep our promises. The birdies help us to do that cause they love us = so much.'=20 In the weeks that followed, he often came to = us and told all, or part of it, again and again. Always the story = remained the same. The details were never changed or out of order. A few = times he added further bits of information and clarified the message he = had already delivered. It never ceased to amaze us how he could tell = such detail and speak beyond his ability when he talked about his = birdies. Everywhere he went, he told strangers about = the 'birdies.' Surprisingly, no one ever looked at him strangely when he = did this. Rather, they always got a softened look on their face and = smiled. Needless to say, we have not been the same ever since that day, = and I pray we never will be.=20 You have just been sent an Angel to watch over = you. Some people come into our lives and quickly go...Some people = become friends and stay a while...leaving beautiful footprints on our = hearts ..... and we are never quite the same because we have made a good = friend!! =20 Yesterday is history. Tomorrow a mystery. = Today is a gift. That's why it's called the present! Live and savor = every moment...this is not a dress rehearsal! 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A must = read it's=20 awesome

A=20  DAD'S=20 = STORY 
  
On=20 July 22nd I was in  route to Washington, = DC for a=20 business trip. It was all so very ordinary, = until we=20 landed in = Denver for=20 a plane change. 
As  I collected = my=20 belongings from the overhead bin, an = announcement was=20 made  for = Mr..  Lloyd=20  Glenn to see the United Customer Service = Representative=20 =  immediately.  
I=20  thought nothing of it until I reached = the door=20 to leave the plane and I  heard a = gentleman=20 asking every male if he were Mr. Glenn. At = this point=20 I  knew something was wrong and my heart=20 sunk. 

When I got off the =  plane a=20 solemn-faced young man came toward me and = said,=20 'Mr.Glenn, there  is an emergency at your = home. I=20 do not know what the emergency is, or who is = involved,=20 but I will take you to the phone so you can = call the=20  hospital.' My heart was now pounding, = but the=20 will to be calm took=20 over.

  Woodenly,=20 I followed this stranger to the distant = telephone=20 where I called the number he gave me for the = Mission=20 Hospital My call was put through to the trauma = center=20 where I learned that my three-year-old son had = been=20 trapped underneath the automatic garage door = for=20 several minutes, and that when my wife had = found him=20 he was dead. CPR had been performed by a = neighbor, who=20 is a doctor, and the paramedics had continued = the=20 treatment as Brian was transported to the=20 hospital. 

By the  time of my = call,=20 Brian was revived and they believed he would = live,=20  but they did not know how much damage = had been=20 done to his brain, nor to his heart. They = explained=20 that the door had completely closed on his=20  little sternum right over his heart. He = had been=20 severely crushed. After speaking with the = medical=20 staff, my wife sounded worried but=20 not hysterical, and I took comfort in her = calmness. 

The return  flight = seemed=20 to last forever, but finally I arrived at the = hospital=20 six  hours after the garage door had come = down.=20 When I walked into the intensive care unit, = nothing=20 could have prepared me to see my little=20 son laying so still on a great big bed = with tubes=20 and monitors everywhere. He was on a = respirator. I=20

glanced=20 at my wife who stood and tried to give me a=20  reassuring smile. It all seemed like a = terrible=20 dream. I was filled-in  with the details = and=20 given a guarded prognosis. Brian was going to = live,=20  and the preliminary tests indicated that = his=20 heart was OK, two miracles in and of = themselves. But=20 only time would tell if his brain received any = damage. 

Throughout the seemingly = endless=20 hours, my wife was calm.  She felt that = Brian=20 would eventually be all right. I hung on to = her words=20 and faith like a lifeline. All that night and = the next=20 day Brian remained unconscious. It seemed = like=20 forever since I had left for my business trip = the day=20 before. 

Finally at two o'clock = that=20 afternoon,  our son regained = consciousness and=20 sat up uttering the most beautiful  words = I have=20 ever heard spoken. He said, 'Daddy hold me' = and he=20 reached  for me with his little=20 arms. 

[TEAR = BREAK...smile]

By the=20 next day he was pronounced as 
having = no=20 neurological or physical deficits, and = the story=20 of his miraculous survival spread throughout = the=20 hospital. You cannot imagine. We took Brian = home, we=20 felt a unique reverence for the life and love = of our=20 Heavenly Father that comes to those who brush = death so=20 closely. 

In the days that = followed there=20 was a  special spirit about our home. Our = two=20 older children were much closer to their = little=20 brother. My wife and I were much closer to = each other,=20 and all of us were very close as a whole = family.=20 Life took on a less stressful  pace. = Perspective=20 seemed to be more focused, and balance much = easier to=20 gain and maintain. We felt deeply blessed. Our = gratitude was truly profound. 

The = story=20 is not over (smile)!

Almost a month =  later=20 to the day of the accident,=20

Brian=20 awoke from his afternoon nap and said, 'Sit = down=20 Mommy..... I have something to tell you.' At = this time=20 in his life, Brian usually spoke in small = phrases, so=20 to say a large sentence surprised my wife. She = sat=20 down with 
him on his bed, and he = began his=20 sacred and remarkable story. 

'Do = you=20 remember when I got stuck under the garage = door? Well,=20 it was so heavy and it hurt really bad. =  I called=20 to you, but you couldn't hear me.. I started = to cry,=20 but then it hurt too bad. And then the = 'birdies'=20 came.' 

'The birdies?' my wife =  asked=20 puzzled.

'Yes,' he replied. 'The = birdies made a=20 whooshing sound and flew into the garage. They = took=20 care of me.'

'They =  did?'

'Yes,' he=20 said. 'One of the birdies came and got you. = She came=20 to tell you 'I got stuck under the door.' A = sweet=20 reverent feeling filled the room. The spirit = was so=20 strong and yet lighter than air. My  wife = realized that a three-year-old had no concept = of death=20 and spirits,  so he was referring to the = beings=20 who came to him from beyond as 'birdies' =  because=20 they were up in the air like birds that fly.. = 'What=20 did the  birdies look like?' she=20 asked. 

Brian answered, 'They were = so=20 beautiful. They were dressed in white, all = white. Some=20 of them had green and white. But some of them = had on=20 just white.'

'Did they say=20  anything?'

'Yes,' he answered. = 'They told=20 me the baby would be all = right.' 

'The=20 baby?' my wife asked confused.

Brian = answered.=20  'The baby laying on the garage floor.' = He went=20 on, 'You came out and opened the garage door = and ran=20 to the baby. You told the baby to stay and =  not=20 leave.' 


My wife nearly = collapsed upon=20 hearing this, for she had indeed gone and = knelt beside=20 Brian's body and seeing his crushed & = still chest=20 whispered, 'Don't leave us Brian, please stay = if you=20 can.' As she listened to Brian telling her the = words=20 she had spoken, she realized  that the = spirit had=20 left His body and was looking down from above = on this=20  little lifeless form.. 'Then what = happened?' she=20 asked. 

'We went on a trip,' he = said,=20 'far, far away.' He grew agitated trying to = say the=20  things he didn't seem to have the words = for. My=20 wife tried to calm and  comfort him, and = let him=20 know it would be okay. He struggled with = wanting to=20 tell something that obviously was very = important to=20 him, but finding the words was=20 difficult. 

'We flew so fast up in = the=20 air. They're so pretty Mommy,' he = added.
'And there=20 are lots and lots of  birdies.' My wife = was=20 stunned. Into her mind the sweet comforting=20  spirit enveloped her more soundly, but = with an=20 urgency she had never before known. Brian went = on to=20 tell her that the 'birdies' had told = him that he=20 had to come back and tell everyone about the=20 'birdies.' He  said they brought him back = to the=20 house and that a big fire truck, and an=20  ambulance were there. A man was bringing = the=20 baby out on a white bed and  he tried to = tell the=20 man that the baby would be okay. The story = went on for=20 an hour. 

He taught us that = 'birdies' were=20 always with us, but we don't see them because = we look=20 with our eyes and we don't hear them =  because we=20 listen with our ears. But they are always = there, you=20 can only  see them in here (he put his = hand over=20 his heart). They whisper the things to help us = to do=20 what is right because they love us so much.=20  Brian continued, stating, 'I have a = plan, Mommy.=20 You have a plan..  Daddy has a plan. = Everyone has a plan. We must all live our plan = and=20 keep our promises. The birdies help us to do = that=20 cause they love us so much.' 

In = the weeks=20 that followed, he often came to us and told = all, or=20 part of it, again and again. Always the story = remained=20 the same. The details were never changed or = out of=20 order. A few times he added further bits of=20 information and clarified the message he had=20  already delivered. It never ceased to = amaze us=20 how he could tell such detail and speak beyond = his=20 ability when he talked about his=20  birdies.

Everywhere he went, he = told=20 strangers about the 'birdies.' Surprisingly, = no one=20 ever looked at him strangely when he did this. =  Rather, they always got a softened look = on their=20 face and smiled. Needless to say, we have not = been the=20 same ever since that day, and I pray we never = will=20 be. 

You have just been sent an = Angel to=20 watch over you. Some  people come into = our lives=20 and quickly go...Some people become friends = and stay a=20 while...leaving beautiful footprints on our = hearts=20 ..... and we are never quite the same because = we have=20 made a good friend!!  

Yesterday = is=20 history. Tomorrow a mystery. Today is a gift. = That's=20 why it's called the present! Live and savor = every=20 moment...this is not a dress rehearsal! THIS = IS A=20 SPECIAL GUARDIAN=20 = ANGEL...


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