"Today many children with leukemia are cured, but this was not the case when Anna first became sick. Her therapy brought her periods of time when she was disease-free over the five years she received treatment, but she faced the end of her life at age seven. Before she died, she mustered the final energy to sit up in her hospital bed and say: 'The angels - they're so beautiful! Mommy, can you see them? Do you hear their singing? I've never heard such beautiful singing!' Then she laid back on her pillow and died." (p.28) So began the spiritual journey of this doctor, who was self-described as being somewhere between an agnostic and an atheist.
I made a mental note to read this book in the future but quickly forgot about it until few days ago. Subconsciously, as I was preparing for a Pediatric Surgery rotation in October, I remembered Anna's last words. After few searches on Google with "Mommy," "angel," "doctor," and "faith," I found the book again.
I got this book in the mail today and finished reading it in one sitting, in about two hours. (This is rather RARE for me, but the book is rather short, only 113 pages long, and very gripping)
I almost cried several times while reading the book -- not because it was so sad. Does Jesus drive a school bus? I think so. You'll have to read the book ...