One Saturday Afternoon A Father And His Six-Year ...  PRO

One Saturday afternoon a father and his six-year old son Mickey were fishing 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, the boys grandfather, 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 considering what had happened to him.

"Mikey, what happened?" Sheriff Marr asked. Mikey replied,

"Well, Gramps, 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 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 a matter-of-fact, said,

"Gramps, 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."...