Thursday, July 29, 2010

Has 'Jesus & the Mud Puddle' splashed your Inbox yet?

This morning my friend Fran in Columbia sent me this chain letter that's fast making its way around the web:

Jesus & the Mud Puddle

Howard County Sheriff Jerry Marr got a disturbing call one Saturday afternoon a few months ago. His 6-year-old grandson Mikey had been hit by a car while fishing in Greentown with his dad. The father and son were 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 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.

"Mikey, what happened?" Sheriff Marr asked.

Mikey replied, "Well, Papaw, 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, Papaw, 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."

"No," said Mikey. "I mean Jesus is REALLY real."

"What do you mean?" asked the Sheriff.

"I know he's real 'cause I saw him." said Mikey, still casting into the trash can.

"You did?" said the Sheriff.

"Yep," said Mikey. "When that lady runned me over and broke my fishing pole, Jesus caught me in his arms and laid me down in the mud puddle."

GIVES YOU GLORY BUMPS DOESN'T IT! GOD WILL DO THE REST.


Did that little tale make you cringe or roll your eyes? Better keep going ...


"So much of what gets forwarded online claims to be true, when they are merely stories designed to inspire and enlighten. This one is relatively rare in the realm of chain letters because of the amount of detail it contains - details that can be verified.

Nobody seems to know exactly who authored the piece above or when and it is most frequently attributed to "Author Unknown." I found more than a hundred sites that post the story exactly as it appears above.

"Yet, Pat Munsey, of The Kokomo Perspective, told BreakTheChain.org that the story of Sheriff Marr's Grandson is mostly true:

"Having known [Marr] personally for six years, I know that the incident did take place - and that Mikey’s assertion of seeing Jesus was made. It took place in the spring of 1999.

"The driver did lose control of the car while trying to change the radio. However, the car didn’t actually leave the road. It hit Mikey while on a bridge. Also, Mikey didn’t travel 500 feet laterally. Part of that distance was falling from the bridge.

"Mikey made a full recovery. He and his grandpa practiced fishing with the new pole while in the hospital - using a bucket of water as the 'lake.'"

- breakthechain.org


How bout dat?