It's almost 3:00am, everyone has gone to bed but me. Chris, Tim and Georgia met with the youth pastor our kids grew up with tonight to discuss the funeral service for Jason. How my heart is breaking for Chris and Tim and all of us who loved Jason so much. Thursday is the viewing and Friday the Funeral, everything has been decided on, all seems in order. Word has spread that Jason's color was pink... yes, pink. Knowing Jason he settled on that color because it would cause discussion. Regardless, pink will be the dominate color at the funeral. I can just see Jason looking down and saying.. "See, Pink at my funeral, not boring black." I want to chuckle when I think of it. I hope to see a sea of pink on Friday!
I ventured to Jason's facebook hearing that there were some messages from his friends and family. I wept as I read well over a hundred loving messages to Jason, some reminding him of what an impact he'd made on their lives and all telling him what a void he left here on earth. He managed to touch more people in his short life than most people do who live to be old. What a legacy he has left, something his mom and dad can be proud of.
It made me think, what would people say about me if I were to die suddenly, before I "should". I know anyone who's had to work with me will say, "she was the most un-organized person on this earth!" But I also hope that there would be messages like the ones to Jason, telling me that in some way I had made a positive difference in their life, that I'd encouraged them or given the hope. I pray that Jesus can be seen in me through my actions. I hope that if an unbeliever looks at me they want to know more about Jesus because of the kindness I've shown them.
Jason set the bar high, but it's a standard I will strive to live up to. I have no doubt that with all the lives Jason touched it will cause a ripple effect. When you touch one person's life, you don't really realize how many lives you actually touch. I think when we get to heaven we will see how being kind to one person grew to effect many. How exciting it must be for Jason now, I believe he has seen the positive ripple effect he caused and he's hanging with Jesus, it just can't get any better than that! Well, for him at least, for those of us here still, it's devastating. we will continue to miss Jason and all the loved ones who were called home before us.
Bye for now Jason, see you again one day!
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Sunday, February 6, 2011
How Can This Be?
I lost my mother to cancer this past August. It was a sad, sad time for my family. I miss her terribly and guess I will continue to, like I still miss my dad, grandmother and sister-in-law.
Yesterday, my best friend heard those words that every parent fears more than anything else in the whole world, "your son is dead". How do you survive? how do you go on breathing?
Jason was working the pipeline in Montana, he'd been working it for several years now and wouldn't be going back after the next lay-off which would be coming any time now. He had a job waiting for him back home, in Newnan. In April he would have a wife and adorable little boy. We had a house rented right on the beach, a huge one with 7 bedrooms to hold all the family! What a party we were planning!!! Instead, we will be all together here in Newnan full of sorrow. How can your heart hurt so badly without collapsing?
His fiance' couldn't reach him Saturday, so called a friend of his and asked them to tell Jason to CALL her! There he discovered Jason dead.
Jason had so much life to live. He was the type of person that excelled in everything he did, he was smart, out-going and full of life. Jason attracted people like honey does flies, you could not help but to like Jason instantly. One tiny case of bad judgment and all his future plans are gone.
I can't quit crying. Jason was like one of my own children, he grew up with my kids. Our families went camping together several times a year. He's family to me. We will have to survive one day at a time. How I dread the funeral, and watching Chris, Georgia, Tim and Christopher face this horrible tragedy. How I will miss his bear hugs when he sees me.
I just read a book " The Noticer". The author describes wisdom as the ability to see the consequences of your actions. Unfortunately we often acquire wisdom as we make mistakes. If only we WOULD gain wisdom from the mistakes of others.
I will see Jason again one day when I go home to be with the Lord. Until then, I will miss him so very much.
Yesterday, my best friend heard those words that every parent fears more than anything else in the whole world, "your son is dead". How do you survive? how do you go on breathing?
Jason was working the pipeline in Montana, he'd been working it for several years now and wouldn't be going back after the next lay-off which would be coming any time now. He had a job waiting for him back home, in Newnan. In April he would have a wife and adorable little boy. We had a house rented right on the beach, a huge one with 7 bedrooms to hold all the family! What a party we were planning!!! Instead, we will be all together here in Newnan full of sorrow. How can your heart hurt so badly without collapsing?
His fiance' couldn't reach him Saturday, so called a friend of his and asked them to tell Jason to CALL her! There he discovered Jason dead.
Jason had so much life to live. He was the type of person that excelled in everything he did, he was smart, out-going and full of life. Jason attracted people like honey does flies, you could not help but to like Jason instantly. One tiny case of bad judgment and all his future plans are gone.
I can't quit crying. Jason was like one of my own children, he grew up with my kids. Our families went camping together several times a year. He's family to me. We will have to survive one day at a time. How I dread the funeral, and watching Chris, Georgia, Tim and Christopher face this horrible tragedy. How I will miss his bear hugs when he sees me.
I just read a book " The Noticer". The author describes wisdom as the ability to see the consequences of your actions. Unfortunately we often acquire wisdom as we make mistakes. If only we WOULD gain wisdom from the mistakes of others.
I will see Jason again one day when I go home to be with the Lord. Until then, I will miss him so very much.
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