Thoughts of Joe...

Hey Everyone!

I would like you to do something for me. A fellow church member and brother in Christ went to be with the Lord this past Friday night. His name was Joe Hutchinson, he was 35 years old, and had just recently become a Christian. Shortly after his Salvation he found out that he had cancer. The cancer was aggressive and very vicious on his system. He wasn't scared to die at all, he was at peace with where he was going. He was simply concerned about his wife and two small children and how they would go on...

Guys, Joe is healed, that is what we have prayed for...but could you please pray for his family through this difficult time...he is survived by his wife Bonnie, his son Josh, and his baby girl (who will probably never know her Papa) Rebecca!

Also, pray for his church family...

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Below is a poem I wrote many years ago when my cousin Tracy died...

SHATTERED…for those left behind

If I could I would walk in front of you with the lantern of hope to guide the way and lead you to a place just over the hill where the trees of peace and comfort grow, and say here they are ripe and ready to be picked take as much as you need…

…walk along the streams of joy and drink the cool water of assurance…laughter and happiness are there!

If I could I would walk behind you, picking up the shattered pieces of your heart and with the thread of love stitch it back together with such care that you would barely notice a piece missing.

If I could I would walk beside you…my left hand holding yours, my right hand stretched toward Heaven so you could see him there and whisper I love you!

I would say I'm sorry, but those words would only ring hallow, for I do not understand the grief, I have not bore that cross.

BUT…since I can do none of these things I will lay these shattered pieces at Daddy's feet…

…Daddy,

Please help them; I cannot feel their pain. You watched your son die please help them with the loss of their…husband, father, son, brother, friend. He was so much to so many. Let them crawl into your arms. Rock them. Wipe their tears as they cry. Kiss them with your peace and hold them tight. -Amen!

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