25. September 2009 by AJ.

Hello, I am Jimi’s friend Dee from Our Lady of the Woods Church and here is just one of our stories.

This took place Easter 2008.  We had a morning rehearsal on Holy Saturday.  We practiced and when we finished we were hungry.  We went to our usual restaurant and shared a reuben sandwich.  We each had a bowl of their wonderful bean with ham soup.  Not thinking about the activity this causes in our bodies, we finished and left the restaurant and went home.  That evening was our Easter Vigil Mass at church, so we went back early to practice before the vigil started.  All of the sudden the soup hit both of us.  We looked at each other and started to laugh.  The lunch was beginning to work and we weren’t feeling so good.  He asked me if I had anything for gas.  I said no.  He said “I have something in the car”.  He ran out and got whatever it was and we shared it.  It worked for about t 20 minutes.  Then we started laughing and could not stop.  We went into the church with the rest of the choir, and I don’t remember too much about the Mass.  I was so miserable and so was he.  He said “at the sign of peace, don’t hug me too hard, if you do, I will blow the organ right through the wall!”  Try to sing an Easter song after that!!!!  Then he said “I’m not sitting in this chair tomorrow morning.”  He was the most fun of any person I have ever known.  We had more laughs than we probably should have (especially in church).

Jim was one of the most faithful, friendly, warm, concerned and passionate people I will ever have the pleasure of meeting.  He was very reverent when he prayed to his Lord.  He loved his Lord. 

Jim was real, what you saw is what you got.  He didn’t try to be someone or something that he wasn’t.  Meijers was good enough for Jim.  It was his favorite store. 

He brought sunshine into a room and like his memorial card says, when we feel the warmth of the sun, it will be him there with you for the rest of your days.

I hope you can feel him in your heart like I do.  I will never be without him again.  What a great person and wonderful friend.

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25. September 2009 by Wilma-sister6.

If tomorrow starts without me, And I’m not there to see,

If the sun should rise and find your eyes all filled with tears for me.

I wish so much you wouldn’t cry the way did today,

While thinking of the things we didn’t get say.

I know how much you love me, As much as I love you,

And each time that you think of me, I know you’ll miss me too;

But when tomorrow starts without me, Please try to understand,

That an angel came and called my name, And took me by the hand.

And said my place was ready, In heaven far above,

And that  I’d have to leave behind all those I dearly love.

But as I turned to walk away, A tear fell from my eye.

for all my life, I’d always thought, I didn’t want to die.

I had so much to live for, So much left to do,

It seemed almost impossible, That  I was leaving you.

I thought of all the yesterdays, The good and the bad,

The thought of all  the love we shared, And all the fun we had.

If I could relive yesterday, Just even for a while,

I’d say goodbye and kiss you and maybe see you smile.

But then I fully realized, That this could never be,

For emptiness and memories, Would take the place of me.

And when I thought of worldly things, I might miss come tomorrow,

I thought of you, and when I did, My heart filled with sorrow.

But when I walked through Heaven’s gates, I felt so much at home.

When God looked down and smiled at me, From His great golden throne.

He said, “this is eternity, And all I’ve promised you.”

Today your on earth is past, But here life starts anew.

I promise no tomorrow, But today will always last,

And since each day’s the same way There’s no longing for the past.

You have been so faithful, So trusting and so true,

Though there were times you did some things you knew you shouldn’t do.

But you have been forgiven and now at last you’re free.

So won’t you come and take my hand and share my life with me?

So when tomorrow starts without me, Don’t think we’re far apart, 

For every time you think of me, I’m right here, in your heart.

                                 I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU JIMI

                                                      Love Wilma

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