CARose,
Thank you once again…as the thoughts of well wishers makes me feel like i have been huged by god himself.
I know that the statements i told of his last comments may have seemed like they were a good luck charm, but they were not to him. It is funny how i was able to teach such strength to my son, but not to myself. You see, he was much more disciplined than i will ever be. But i was not the one having to live with the constant wondering if today was going to be my last.
So he lived by the old code of honour, his word was his reputation, and he loved my father so very dearly. He was my fathers clone. They both loved the Lord so deeply. My father was his mentor and guide to learn about the Lord. Scapular use was taught with much love. My fathers adoration for women in general came the day he found out that so many miles away, his mother died alone. He was so very Chivalrous to begin with, but he taught everyone the love and compassion that went with knowing your own mother. This adoration was grown into many various stories about our blessed mother. My father simply called her Mother Mary outside of prayer.
My son knew this love, the love he saw when he flatlined at age 4, and Mother Mary took him by the tiny hand and brought him to see Jesus. He was in an old room, dirt floor, wall length fire pit glowing, and a smiling Jesus that he ran into the arms of. He told of the love pulling him to Jesus. He always told of the need to obey…He was told by Jesus that he was so glad to see him, but that he had so much more to do in his life, and that they would see eachother often, but he had to go back
He never ever doubted in his life “if” God, or the Holy family existed…as he had already personally met them. He trusted Mother Mary and her promises, but the fear of the moment wanted to keep it light, as he so terrified of what the outcome might be, and so tired that he had not researched this as a possibility. He felt unworthy and always wondered if he had done enough. Maybe if i had not gone to that movie, and went to do…such and such…i may have not wasted gods prescious moments.
He lived the saying…Carpe Diem…and he did it well!
Wills Ma