Dear God,
My name is Joseph, I am 7 years old, and I am a good boy. My legs have not worked since birth, and as You know, I am in a wheelchair. It doesn't make all that much difference to me God, because I have never known it otherwise, but I do have a dream.
My dream is to touch the sky. To fly. To be closer to you.
But how do I reach the sky God? My chair keeps me here on the ground. I am sure that between you and me God, we will find a way.Yours Joseph
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Dear God,
Today I won the most beautiful prize. It is a hang glider. I know you thought of it and sent it God. Thank you so much. But there is another problem God, my Momma is scared to let me use it. She thinks I will hurt myself. Daddy says he knows I'm a man, but Momma loves me and we don't want to make her upset.
Daddy is right God. I don't want to upset Momma, but I do so much want to fly. Will you help again please?Love Joseph
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Dear God,
I told Momma my dream, and she understood God. "We all need to reach for the sky." she said.
It took a long while to get ready, but on my 8th birthday, Daddy and Momma took me to the mountains. I was so excited I thought we would never arrive. When we got there, Daddy set it all up, and I helped too.
And finally Daddy strapped himself into the harness, and then with Momma's help, he strapped me against his chest. Momma kissed us both, and only cried a little God. Then Daddy ran down the hill.
And we were flying God. Right up there in the sky. I know you were there too, because I heard you whispering under my helmet. I heard you say "Welcome to my home." And I called back into the wind, "I'm touching the sky God. I really am. I hope You heard, because the wind is so strong up there?"
We went in a circle, and I saw Momma waving from the ground. She looked so very small. I waved back. She started waving both arms, and I could see her laughing.
It lasted forever God. Thank you so much for all your time.Your newest angel,
Flying Joseph*********************************************
And Joseph never stopped flying. He teaches hang gliding to disabled children now. You can often see God's newest angels flying overhead. Joseph finally touched the sky.
