I recommend you listen to the song while reading this story.
In the only church in Paris a raccoon opens the front doors. As he walks down the aisle he tries his best to maintain his composure. Once he reaches the front he sits in the front row, curling his ring tail around himself. He leans forward and begins to speak, "God, If you're there I really need your help...." Tears begin to grow in his eyes as he continues, "I know I've never talked to you before but, Help Him." He put his head in his hands, thinking of a song......
I'm down on my knees again tonight
I'm hoping this prayer will turn out right
See there is a boy that needs Your help
I've done all that I can do myself
His mother is tired
I'm sure You can understand
Each night as he sleeps
She goes in to hold his hand
And she tries not to cry
As the tears fill her eyes
"Please, I don't want to lose him."
Can You hear me?
Am I getting through tonight?
Can You see him?
Can You make him feel all right?
If You can hear me
Let me take his place somehow
See, he's not just anyone
He's my son
His tears are falling freely now.
He hopes this is not falling on deaf ears.
Sometimes late at night I watch him sleep
I dream of the boy he'd like to be
I try to be strong and see him through
But God who he needs right now is You
Let him grow old
Live life without this fear
What would I be
Living without him here
He's so tired and he's scared
Let him know that You're there
"Please...Heal him..... If I lose him....I don't want to bury anyone else." Thinking of his parents.......
Elsewhere in the hospital......
"Conner Cooper Huh ?" A doctor said. 'Yeah he was in a car accident two days ago. All his friends that were in the car have died and his father up and left after I told him his son was getting worse. That car was beyond totaled, You could barely tell it was a car. This kid's lucky he wasn't pronounced dead on arrival. " The doctor looked into the room to see a female fox sitting in the chair next to the bed. "His mother hasn't left his side since she got here." The nurse responded. The doctor looked down at the raccoon's chart. "Carmelita Cooper ?" The nurse nodded again. They looked to the young raccoon, He was hooked up to more machines than you could count. "It will be a miracle if he survives the night."
Can You hear me?
Am I getting through tonight?
Can You see him?
Can You make him feel all right?
If You can hear me
Let me take his place some how.
See, he's not just anyone, he's my son.
Can You hear me?
Am I getting through tonight?
Can You see him?
Can You make him feel all right?
If You can hear me
Let me take his place somehow.
See, he's not just anyone.
Can You hear me?
Can You see him?
Please don't leave him,
He's my son.
With that the male raccoon stood and left the church to be with his son.
For what could be his last night.
Author's note
Wow, this hit me while riding in the car today. I just had to write it.
Song : He's My Son, Mark Schultz
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