This too was written in memory of my oldest son.

This article is meant to encourage, and it was written in memory of my oldest son who was killed in May 2007. May 22 to be exact.       


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                 Last Words, My Soul Does Not Reside in the Grave, Only My Bones...

I have now passed on, walking thru the valley of the shadow of death. I have walked thru the last tunnels of death. I have now reached the other side of the river.

I can no longer speak to anyone from my life before. For I have reached the doorway to eternity.

I did not have the opportunity to say goodbye. My death was too sudden, too quick. Many things I left unsaid.

Many things I wanted to say, but never again will you hear my words in your lifetime. You will have to wait until we meet again on heaven's shores, to hear my voice once again. You will have to wait until you reach eternity's shores before you can hold my hand again.

But even though you cannot really hear me now, I want to tell you to listen. Listen so that you can hear what I would say if I were able to speak to you again.

If I could speak to you again, I would say I am sorry for the times I caused you grief, I am sorry for the times I did not listen, I am sorry for the times when I was jealous of others, for the times when I did not do as well as I knew I should.

I am sorry for the times I did not listen to your advice, for the times I mocked or teased you.

I always thought that I would have another day to apologize for the things I did or did not do. I had changed you know that as well as I do. There were things I wanted to tell you, but the time was never quite right.

We were caught up in just trying to make ends meet, trying to live each day, too busy just getting by to really take much time to talk. The stress levels were so high, the mounting pressures and bills even higher. But thru hard work we were finally as a family beginning to see a glimmer of light at the end of the tunnel.

We would make it. I was working one job, I had started another, I had signed up to write on associate content, never would I get to write there, but I had taken the first steps to do that. I was taking karate classes, I had started college, and dad had started college, as had you.

My brothers and sister were all doing better, my brother was finding jobs. Things were going to be okay.

But then I died. I did not mean to die, but it was my time. I could not wait any longer. I tried to wait for you so I could at least say goodbye until we meet again. I never got to tell you I loved you one last time.

I did not get to tell my brothers and sister that I loved them before I left.

So before I walk thru eternity's door for the last time, I want to look back and say "I love you, and I care about you, and I will be looking for you in heaven when your life ends.

I want to tell you to do well, work hard, be sure of your salvation, live every day as if it were your last. Say I love you often, and mean it. Don't hold grudges, don't allow yourself to become bitter. Take one day at a time.

Never forget that many are watching you both on earth and in heaven. We have great expectations of you; we know you will make it, because you have God on your side.

Remember to always do right even when it's not popular, even when it's hard. Don't do things you will regret if at all possible.

Even though I have gone on ahead of you, I have not forgotten you. Never give up when you're in the right, and never give up on each other. I am so glad you never gave up on me, even when I was difficult. I know now that what I thought was others was really me. Because now I see clearly, before I only saw in part.

One day you too will see, clearly as I do.

Listen and you will hear. Hear with your heart not your ears. The ears of the heart can hear all the way to heaven.

Live every day as though it's your last, be thankful for what you have. Strive always to do good, try to make each day better than the last.

And finally don't worry; I still believe you will make it.

I love you, those were my first words and these are my last words "I love you".

Strange how our first words can also be our last words. Most people speak one word first, I didn't.
Goodbye, until we meet again. Remember always that I love you.

Now dry your tears, and get busy you have a lot still left to do. I am done working on earth; my jobs are in heaven now. I expect to see you again one day, on that day we will share our blessings. You will know that I watched you from heaven. I will tell you about my last day, we will have forgiven those who caused us grief completely. We will have no more pain, tears or sorrows.

Forever more will we rejoice in our blessings. Forever will we be thankful. We will all have made it.
Because God has heard your prayers, God is faithful so put your trust in God. Go forward, and never give up when you're in the right and doing right. God is your strength and will keep you.

Love always.....