Anyone who does not think a little child shall lead them should read this entry from Charly's online guestbook from 18 months ago.
Well Charly, what can I say.
You are a massive inspiration to me, there are many times I have been trying at something, and I just can't do it, and I almost give up. But then I remember you, with all your innocence, fighting a disease of which even it's name strikes fear into a grown mans heart.
Before I met you and your family, I scorned religion. I laughed at those who relied on God, and made jokes about their beliefs.
Then I watched one night as your mum and dad were on their knee's by your bed, praying with everything they had. It wasn't funny. I watched as every barrier you came against you knocked down, I listened as you said that the Lord would help you through, that Jesus would hold your hand. That wasn't funny either.
Do you remember that night on the ward when I stood and watched you pray, you asked me if I'd like to join in. On the verge of saying no, I stopped, and I joined you.
You prayed for your Mum and Dad, for your big brother too. You prayer for the healing of every child, you prayed for me, you prayed for everything, but there was one thing missing from those prayers, one name on the lips of everyone who reads this journal, your own. I was shocked that you did not even pray for yourself, when you were going through so much, you thought only of others.
Charly, that night when I got home I cried more than I have ever cried in my life before. And for the very first time, I prayed, I prayed for you, the one thing missing from your prayer was covered by me. That night I begged God for his forgiveness, and I asked him to do as your Mum and Dad trust him to do.
The next Sunday I went to Church, I stood in the doorway and watched from a far. The priest came over to me and we spoke for a while, I told him of my reason for coming, and he told me a little about himself too.
So Charly, I no longer scorn religion, I don't laugh at believers, because I am one now, I have found peace, love and happiness, in the very last place I'd have thought to look. Whilst I no longer treat you anymore, I will always remember you and your family, as the ones who showed me how to truly live.
You are and always will be my hero.
Yours faithfully, Nurse Reeves