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By Matthew Renkema
08/21/17
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John was born into a broken home with just a mother, and a helping of love to offer. He was born with a disease called Cystic fibrosis that causes mucus to build up in the lungs, John suffers from coughing spasms and has a weakened immune system, but boy is he full of life and vigor. His life’s wish is to go and attend a boxing match and see his hero David Johnson. One day as he turned 8 that came true.
His sweat dripped like the rain on a monsoon - stormy day. His face while gnarled with contention he gazed into the eyes of a fighter. His merciless demeanor could tell all, he was not going to back down. As the bell tolled, the fight for their lives began. John small in stature, frail, and pale in complexion sits with mother in the stands eating peanuts.
His congested voice tries to pierce the noise around him, but his coughing spasms keep him from being heard.
In a raspy voice the child tries to speak,“Come on hit him with your left, upper cut, jab, jab.”
But to his dismay his hero gets knocked out in the second round. The kid had back stage passes to see the one whom he still called the “winner,” for he did not give up with out a fight, until his last breath.
His mother wheeled him in to where his hero was, David the man who was pretty beaten up said,“Hey kid not now, can’t you see I lost, I have better things to do than to be seen with you.”
John’s eyes welled up with tears, as he began to cough up blood onto a tissue.
“We need to leave and take him to the hospital, thank you for being so caring David…,”, she rolled her eyes at him and they left. She opened the door to the car and John’s mother lifted her son out of the wheel chair and sat him into the car seat. She put the wheel chair into the trunk and they were on their way. As they began to drive down the open road to the hospital which was just a couple of miles away, another driver began change lanes and hit the side of their vehicle forcing them off the road. Their car went off an embankment and flipped into an explosion.
The flames seared the velvet lined seats and were inches away from the boys body.
Another car just happened to be coming along and he saw the car over in a ditch; adrenaline filled his body as he tore the passenger side to the vehicle off its hinges. He lifted the boy out who was yelping in pain, and screaming for his mom. He set him down and went to get her but the flames were too high and he knew if he stayed too much longer his own life would be in danger. So he ran, grabbed the child to take cover and the car totally exploded with pieces of metal and shrapnel flying in the air. David covered John with his coat to shield his face from the smoke inhalation.
Now at the hospital David waits with John to be checked out. A social worker comes by and says that John will have to be placed in foster home, well knowing full well what it was life being moved from home to home as a kid he did not want to see that happen so he signed some papers to be John’s legal guardian.
Two maybe three hours went by and the doctor came out and declared, “I’m sorry but he’s not going to make it.” David looked up to the heavens and asked, “Why?”
And as he sobbed through the night, God sent his comforting angels.

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