Tuesday, February 19, 2008
What do you remember?
During the funeral and graveside service we looked around and have images in our mind that we'll hopefully never forget. We remember what our pastor said, and I play the song we played by Jeremy Camp, "I still believe" quite a bit. We remember a lot, but we would love to hear from those of you who attended, what do you remember? Please leave a comment.
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At the graveside service, I remember what a lovely winter day it was. The air was crisp but not cold. I remember hearing the "crunching" of everyone's feet on the gravel and then how after we gathered around you, the crunching stopped and it was all quiet. The flowers were so beautiful, the setting so peaceful...
We have not, and will not, forget William. At church this past Sunday, a member requested prayers for his nephew who just lost a baby in a situation that sounds close to yours. After the service, I went to him with tears in my eyes. We hugged and shared stories and cried for 10 minutes. I gave him the URL for this blog and told him he could pass it along. Perhaps others will find strength through your gift and will sense God's presence with them. William's ministry lives on.
Much love to you both.
Like Sarah, I remember the February day and being so thankful the sun was shining. It wasn’t too cold and it wasn’t wet. I remember going to the funeral home with you early in the morning to deliver the beautiful wooden box you made for William. Both sets of grandparents offered to do this for you, but you did personally everything you could do for William -- and you very kindly let me go along. After the service, you not only fastened the lid for William – with your own cordless screwdriver that you provided – you carried him from the service to the car and from the car to his place at Bear Creek.
Thank you again for being William's dad.
I have thought about that day many times in the past year, and remember so much of it vividly. I remember you calling and asking us to bring Thomas to the funeral. I remember seeing all the pictures of William you had set up in the foyer. There were so many people there. It was amazing to see your friends and family all gathered around you, offering their love and support.
I was so impressed with what you had written for your pastor to read. And, when I found out that you had been the one to build his casket, I was even more impressed. Your love for William is amazing, and you are a great father to him.
I remember coming up after the service and joining in the line to give you both hugs. I didn't know what to say, so I just told Rebecca that we loved you guys and that I was so sorry.
Like the others said, the weather was beautiful and crisp. It had snowed earlier in the week, but it had pretty much melted and warmed up a bit.
I remember your pastor reading a poem sent by your grandmother (I think) in Kansas.
Then, we all went to your folks' house. Once again, you were surrounded by your friends and family.
There are other bits and pieces, but those are the main points that stand out in my mind.
We continue to keep you in our prayers, not only for comfort and healing, but also that you may receive all the blessings you both richly deserve.
Love to you both,
B.
We met you at MEND just two weeks after AJ died - which was two months after William died. I remember being in a complete numb state and we sat across the room from you guys. Rebecca and I made eye contact a million times that evening. I remember feeling like I wasn't really crazy when she came up to me and began comparing notes about how difficult simple decisions are and the fog of those first months. I will never forget your compassionate eyes and empathetic kindness. You helped me realize that it was ok to be crazy (hehe). :)
We are so blessed to know you both. I'm certain that our little guys are tearing up the heavens together and watching over us daily.
Hugs and prayers!
Micah & Rebecca,
I too thought when we got past the one year anniversary, it would be easier. Somehow it isn't. I am so proud of you. I anxiously wait to see the restoration of the Lord.
Love you.
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