I just read a chapter out of a book called Homesick For Heaven. It pretty much said nothing here on earth can fulfill that longing Jesus has put in our hearts for Heaven.
I've had many many wonderful times here on earth, but I have to agree with the writer of this book. I know since Jesus took Matthew home nothing feels right, I know that's why this is even more real to me.
The writer said we are created to know God. We were created to have a relationship with Him. We were created to go to Heaven. And if we trust in Christ, one day we will be there.
That's so true. Matthew, I'm just waiting for that day I get to be with you and Jesus. Oh what a day that will be! So until then, I'm just waiting patiently, or trying anyway. I miss you so much Matthew, I love you with my whole heart, hopefully I'll see you soon.
Matt, Its too nice out and not seeing you getting the boat ready. In fact if you were here today, your boat would be on the lake. You just don't know how much I miss you. Its like life is sucked out of me right now. I know what you would say if you were here right now. David! its all about (Jesus) He is your real life, turn to him for your comfort. Its just that missing you never end, and that empty feeling is always there. Sure we get together like we always do, but not the same. Sure we all love each other, and strong like always, but more fun when your here to share it with us. When I read all these letters from the family, it breaks my heart. We may never know the whole plan why it was your time, but I know one thing for sure Matt, there are 2 kinds of STORMS we go through in life. One is a storm out of Gods will, witch bring us a unstable life, the other storm is in Gods will. This one witch I feel was Gods will to take you home. So this storm will make all that loves you stable over time. Your life has affected many of us, and maybe more since Jesus took to heaven. We will be there to see you again Matt, cause your whole family is going to do the same as you did. Thats to go to the alter and except Jesus as their Lord and Saviour. See you soon!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ohdad, today was beautiful, you would of loved it. I can see you so plainly standing at your office door looking outside saying man we should be on the water right now! Oh what I would give to be able to spend this summer with you. I miss the lake, I miss the boat, I miss seeing you out there doing what you loved to do. I miss spending that time with you! I just miss YOU really. It's been tooo long. I'm so so so sooo ready to see you!
I love you, dad!
I hope we get to board together this summer!
Hi Uncle Matt, its March 1st and my dad is 60 today! I thought it would be really cool to give him a grandson on his birthday but I guess he was just not ready to enter the world! I know it will be soon because he surely is cramped up in my tummy!
Thinking a lot about you lately and all that is happening, we are giving Grandma 4 great grand kids all in a matter of months...pretty crazy! Wish you were here to meet them all, but we will all be with you someday soon!
It's easy to forget the Lord sees a much bigger picture than us
It's easy to forget He IS the one who has the perfect plan. Not us
It's easy to do or go after the desires of our heart or what feels right instead of His desire
It's easy to encourage someone or feel encouraged or loved when you're at your all time low in weakness because we are looking even harder for the littlest thing or person to give us hope
It's easy to love,give,and be selfless to those that are easiest to love and to those that love us back and think we are next to perfect
It's easy to forgive only when we feel like we can forget
It's easy to think we are obedient when we check off things on "our" list of Christian duties instead of reading the Bible and referring to "His" list of commandments
It's easy to think we are right when we are wronged
It's easy to serve when we think we are being served first
It's easy to pat ourselves on the back when we do kind selfless things for family or loved ones but hard to do the same for outsiders
It's easy to see good in people when we are in love,loved,or really just yearn to be loved
It's easy to question God though we claim Him as a big God
It's easy to make bad decisions based on how we feel instead of logic and what's right
It's easy to want to help people when we see they are broken, but not as easy to help keep them stay or be glued together
It's easy to serve God and seek Him diligently when things don't go our way but so hard to do right or praise Him when everything is going smooth and just the way we like it
It's easy to slack when we think we've given enough or gave a helping hand a few times a year or when the church asks
but it's so incredibly hard for us to see how easy these things are and remember we were put here for the HARD THINGS. Here to serve Him and not ourselves.
I wasn't Matt's closest friend but I believe he knew how to serve and remembered these things and did what is hard when it was the hardest. Let us pray we all do the same.
It's a very quiet Friday at the Pentecostal Evangel office. I glance at the copy of Matt's pic on my bulletin board and try to remember how he sounded when he'd get to talking about something and get all "keyed" up about it. I imagine he's had some pretty amazing stuff to get excited about the past nearly year and a half.
As I drove home from work today my mind turned to you...this song began to play on the radio. Immediately the tears began to roll and I had to keep wiping my eyes just to be able to see to drive. I had a good cry and was then able to smile because the Lord has been so good to remind me each and every time that I have a "missing you moment," that we will all be together again. All I can say is, I'm home sick.
Mercy Me: Home Sick-
You're in a better place, I've heard a thousand times
And at least a thousand times I've rejoiced for you
But the reason why I'm broken, the reason why I cry
Is how long must I wait to be with you
I close my eyes and I see your face
If home's where my heart is then I'm out of place
Lord, won't you give me strength to make it through somehow
I've never been more homesick than now
Help me Lord cause I don't understand your ways
The reason why I wonder if I'll ever know
But, even if you showed me, the hurt would be the same
Cause I'm still here so far away from home
I close my eyes and I see your face
If home's where my heart is then I'm out of place
Lord, won't you give me strength to make it through somehow
I've never been more homesick than now
In Christ, there are no goodbye
And in Christ, there is no end
So I'll hold onto Jesus with all that I have
To see you again
To see you again
And I close my eyes and I see your face
If home's where my heart is then I'm out of place
Lord, won't you give me strength to make it through somehow
Won't you give me strength to make it through somehow
Won't you give me strength to make it through somehow
Leaders are: Are fearless, strong, willing to step out of their comfort zones, a servant, pastor always says "there's a real honor badge in serving outside of your family and loved ones because they're easy, though it's still good to make them a priority." faithful, giving, selfless, fear God, loving, forgiving, having great biblical knowledge, a shining example. I'm sure there's more.
-That was Matt... is that you?
Mr. Key,
I write this letter to you in regards to your beautiful, amazing daughter Lindsey. A little over eight months ago, I had the privilege of meeting her and having her become a part of my life. From the moment I saw her, I knew for some reason God had crossed our paths as part of His purpose. We instantly became friends, and from there started to develop feelings for one another. However, thinking back, I think that I may have fallen a little faster for her than she did for me. Which brings me to one of the many, many reasons why I have grown to love your daughter so much. Lindsey was so concerned about her family, and putting them first, that she set her feelings aside so that she could make sure that the needs of her loved ones were met. This act of unselfishness is when I first realized how truly loyal and considerate that she is. I already knew she was someone special by this point, but I was affirmed in my conclusion all the more. The more I get to know her, the more amazed I become at the person that God has shaped her into being. I knew that she was no ordinary girl. Over time, after prayer, fasting, and truly seeking God’s will, I began to desire not only to have Lindsey as my best friend and my girlfriend, but also to spend the rest of my life with her as my wife. I have been praying for that “special one” since I was 13 years old. I have had a desire to have a wife and family that I can call my own since I was very young. I also remember making a list of specific things that I thought I would like to have in a wife. As I look back, I realize maybe that was a little funny to do such a thing, but God has definitely given me more than I could have ever possibly imagined, desired, or had even thought to put on that list. Lindsey and I have grown to have such a special relationship; one that honors God and puts Him first, and that allows us to learn and grow from one another. We are similar in a lot of ways and also very different in others. I feel that she truly completes me and is without a doubt the one for which I have been waiting. I just want to promise you that I will cherish every moment that I have with her, place her first and as priority in and all of my life, always place God as number one in our lives, act as a strong, Godly leader who is always faithful and guides our marriage and family in the way that God intends, and lastly but not near the least, to truly love and honor your daughter as Christ commands just as He loves and honors His church. I truly look forward to the day that I am able to meet you. I can confidently say that I will be able to let you know that I have upheld every promise that I have made in this letter. From what I hear of you, I can only hope and pray to be half the man that you were here on earth. The stories of you drive and inspire me. Thank you for raising such a God-fearing, beautiful inside and out, amazing girl that I will be able to call my wife.
I have some newwws..
The kind of news that makes me talkreallyfastleavingnoroomforbreaths.
The kind of news that has my cheeks aching from all of the smiles.
The kind of news that keeps me praising the Lord (every other moment).
The kind of BIG, life changing, news that I wish you were sharing with me… HERE, with me.
Dad, I’m getting married!! ..I know! :)
His name is Keith. He loves the Lord and encourages me daily. He challenges me and shows me patience. He is kind and thoughtful. He shows me respect and makes me feel cared for and loved. He’s the one that I’ve been praying for and the one that I’ve been waiting for. And he has been such a blessing in my life. I’m happy to confidently be able to say that you would love him just as much as I do… as we all do.
I don’t doubt for a second that I am committing to the man God has created for me and intended for me to share the rest of my life with. Needless to say, this has become a very exciting time for me. BUT, like mom said.. it seems with every sweet.. there also comes bitter. Bitter sweet, this oxymoron seems to be around every corner. I am so blessed I get to marry the man of my dreams. Yet it’s very incredibly hard to imagine being a fatherless bride. Envisioning a wedding day without you walking me down the aisle, giving me away or sharing in what is meant to be one of the greatest days of my life... it’s heart breaking.
I could go back and forth all day about my mixed emotions. But mostly I just wanted to tell you the good news. And make sure you know how much you are missed and how hard it is without you.. even during the happiest times. I hope, while you were here on earth, you realized just how amazing you were. And how much you meant to so many. Nothing is the same without you.
I talk about you often, but I know my words and stories will never do you justice. I can’t wait for the day that you get to meet my (future) husband, and he gets to meet my hero.
Wow, dad...as usual, my thoughts turn to you on a daily basis and I either find myself smiling or fighting back tears. I hate these feelings, I hate the overwhelming sense of loss, the sense that something, or better yet, someone is always missing from the important and unimportant moments in my life. I just miss you, more and more every single day. I have to continually tell myself that there was a very good reason, but there are days that it's hard to convince myself. I wish that I really could talk to you and not just write on this site. I would start by telling you how much I love you and how much I miss hearing your voice and just seeing your face. I would then tell you how wonderful our family is. You never really know what you have until something happens that turns your world upside down. Your passing was that something that turned my world upside down and not only made me realize how much you mean to me, but also how much the rest of my family means to me. Of course they've always meant the world to me, but now, they mean even more than that to me. I don't know what I would do without each and everyone of them. We've all become closer than we've ever been before and I'm so grateful that I can say that they're our family...and by our family, I mean all of the immediate family, extended family (near and far) and all of the amazing people we call friends. I feel like I owe you a big thank you because you had a huge hand in helping to create, shape and influence all of the people in our family. So...thank you dad, our family is AMAZING...and it's continuing to grow everyday. I can't wait for you to meet all of the new additions!!! See you soon.
Another accident, maybe a divine appointment, perhaps just a coincidence?
Regardless of the reason, I wasn’t prepared.
For the second time, without purpose, I took that trip down memory lane.
I traveled those roads and my stomach knotted.
I saw those all too familiar sights and my eyes watered.
My mind cycled through memories and my hands trembled.
In those moments, all at once, I felt your presence.. and even stronger, your absence.
It was a stinging reminder that what had once been is no longer.. and will never be.
Life without you felt so real during that car ride. I never want to feel this loss so heavily, but most days I can't control it.
We all just miss you so much. So so much. And no matter how much time passes, it not only remains, it keeps getting stronger.
Seventeen months ago my life was turned up side down, as Madison said, we weren't prepared for what we were about to face. Life has been one big roller coaster ride, and I'm ready to get off. Things have changed a lot around here since you went to be with Jesus, two more grandbabies, and an engaged daughter. It's just not the same without you here to share all of this with, it is so bittersweet. I sit here staring at your picture, still not believing your not here. If I've said this once I've said it a hundred times I'm so ready for Heaven, and I'm so ready to be with you again. I know the Lord has a purpose for all of this but it's still not easy, there is nothing easy about you not being here with us. Matthew I need you, I need to hear your voice, and I need to feel your arms around me. I think hugging was one of your gifts because you were sure good at it. Matthew I miss you so much, and I love you even more. Soon I hope...
Do what you do........well............very well............be all there while you are doin' it........enjoy what you are doin'....and of course..if given the choice between fun, and not fun........................FUN!
ROCK CHALK!
That story was a great reminder of us having more to do as Christians than getting up and going to church and doing our usual what we think "Christian" duties,or doing only what WE think we should be convicted of.
As I sit here reading George's post, I just keep crying, thinking about how I've lived my life. I have to wonder how much of my life has been spent on saying and doing stupid stuff or should I say not living a pleasing life for the Lord. Then I think how many people have I shared the Lord with,
not near enough, I'm ashamed of that. When you think the Lord gave his life for each and everyone of us, we all have so much to be thankful for.
Matthew was not perfect, none of us are, but he lead next to perfect life, I lived with him I know this to be true, he loved Jesus and lived like he did. I wish I could be more like Jesus and Matthew. Jesus I love you, Matthew I love you too, can't wait to see you both, soon I hope.
A seventeen year old boy(Brian) had a short time to write something for class on what heaven was like. After writing it he had told his dad it was the best thing he had ever wrote. "I nailed it, I wowed them" Brian said.
A couple of months later he was on his way home from a friends house when he lost control of his car and hit a power pole. He emerged from the wreck unharmed but stepped on a down power line and was electrocuted to death.
His parents asked for everything from the locker at school just to keep everything of his close to them. While going through the stuff they found the essay that his dad had forgot about.
It was titled "The Room"
In that place between wakefulness and dreams, I found myself in the room. There were no distinguishing feature except one wall was cover with boxes. Each box was filed with index cards. Each index cards with my hand writing and with my signature on each card. Every box had a very different heading.
The first box I opened had all the girlfriends names I had ever liked. Each girl had her own card, writen on it was very private stuff. I quickly set that box aside and moved onto the next.
The next box heading was "friends". In this box was cards of the friends that I had betrayed, everything about my friends. The boxes ranged from the mundane to the out right weird. "Books I have read", "lies I have told", Comfort I have given","jokes I have told or laughed at".
Some were almost hilarious in their exactness:"things I've yelled at my brother for". Others that i couldn't laugh at: "Things i have done in anger". "thing I have mutter under my breath to and about my parents". i never ceased to be amazed and surprised by the contents often many more cards than expected. Sometimes fewer than I thought. i was overwhelmed by the sheer volume of the life i had lived.
When I pulled out the box "Movies and shows I watched" I was amazed on the masive voulme of index cards that where tightly packed in to this very, very large box. i shut it shamed, not so much by the quality of shows but more by the vast time i knew that box represented.
When i came to the box "Lustful thought" I felt a chill and looked around to see if anyone could see just how big this box really was. I felt sick and ashamed of all the thoughts that where on each index card. i almost felt a rage broke in me.
One thought dominated my mind: No one can ever see this room or these boxes. I tryed opening the boxes and tearing the cards one by one. But the paper index cards felt like I was trying to ripp steel. I soon return the boxes to thier place and then I saw it! The box that had the heading: "People I have shared the gospel with". It was a very small box with only a handful of index cards in it. Looked brand new!
And the tears came. I began to weep, sobs so deep that they hurt! I feel on my knees and cried. I cried out of shame, from the overwhelming shame of it all. The rows of boxes swirled in my tear-filled eyes. No one can ever see this room! I must lock it and hide the key. But as I pushed away from the boxes I saw him!
NO, please not him! Not here! Anyone one but Jesus! I watched as he opened each box and read each card. I couldn't bear to watch His response. And in the moments that I could bring myself to look at his face, I saw sorrow deeper than my own.
Why did he have to read every one? Finally he turned and looked at me from across the room. He looked at me with pity in his eyes. But his pity didn't anger me. I dropped my head, covered my face with hands and began to cry again. He walked over and put his arms around me. He could have said so many of things. But he didn't, he didn't say a word, he just cried with me.
Then he got up and went back to the rows of boxes and began to pull one card out at a time. He started crossing my name out and replacing it with his. All I could say was NO, NO, as I pulled the cards away from him. His named shouldn't be on those cards. But there it was...written in red!
The name of JESUS was write in his blood on those cards. He gently took the cards back with a sad smile and began to sign the cards again. In an instant they were all signed! He placed his hand on my shoulder and said "It is finished". I stood up and he led me out of the room. There was no lock and the door. There were still cards to be written and to be signed again.
"For God so loved the world that he gave His only Son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life." John 3:16
I know Matt's box labeled " Who I shared the Gospel With" is very, very, very large!
What is your BIG boxes labled?
Share this with someone and add to your "SHARED THE GOSPEL" box!
Sitting here reading the post about you, and just feeling so lost without you here. Matthew 16 months without you is way to long, I want to see you and be with you so badly, it just flat out hurts. Madison, mckinzie, Lucas, Karen and Deacon are all sick with the flu, and I mean really sick. You were always so good with the kids when they were sick, they really need you and miss you probably as much as me. Well Lord I think we are ready for Heaven.... Matthew I need to see you, please ask Jesus to hurry. I love you soooo much!!
Makes me laugh, and want to cry as I can clearly picture dad giving the 'I don't understand' face, in the exact way you described. I got that face a lot :)
He did have good taste in music. And it's funny you brought up Amy Grant. My mom told me about her grudge with Amy Grant just the other day, she still hasn't let it go!
I miss hearing his music play from the office, hearing his feet tap on the floor and hearing him whistle along to the beat.. I miss having the comfort of just knowing that he was in there. And knowing that whether I just peeked my head in or went in for a visit, I would walk away feeling better than before.
George said 500 days ... 500 days too many.
I miss him so much. SO SO much.
Matt was like Jesus. Matt was funny. Matt was serious. Matt pretended to be serious. Matt was professional. Matt pretended to be a professional. Matt lifted more than I could. Matt was not a sissy. Matt was consistent. Matt let people who were not family be family. Matt let me live in his house and work in his office and occasionally sprung for my M&M addiction. Matt drank water from a Rubbermaid plastic jug. Matt gave great advice. Matt listened. Matt asked good questions. Matt was loyal. Matt was quiet. Matt laughed loud. Matt was a great designer. Matt kicked butt. Matt took names. Matt built stuff bigger than him. Matt sowed seed. Matt had kids. Matt loved his family. Matt loved grand kids. Matt loved kids of all kinds. Matt turned his head funny and squinted when he pretended not to understand you. Matt pretended not to understand you. A lot. Matt liked good music. Matt made Robin think he had a thing for Amy Grant for years. Matt just liked her for her music. Matt liked Robin more. Matt had plans. Matt planned well. Matt did stuff better than I do. Matt was cool. Matt could ski and board and tube and dive. Mat did the dew. Matt lifted Jesus up. Jesus lifted Matt up. Up where I wanna be. Matt.
Deacon and I just wanted to say hi, and that we love you so much. We've been talking about you a lot today! jffnnkdodjzhkk, He wants to know which spider man movie you like best? It breaks my heart to see him without you! jjxx,z,sjjsksjkajahjkajakajajakakhsskskksk.
WE CAN'T WAIT TO SEE YOU SOON!
Today I looked through our photo album and laughed and cried, it brought back such good memories. Through the hurt and pain I was reminded that this is just temporary, and we will pick back up where we left off.
The the Lord is so good to us and I love him for that. Matthew, there is not a day that goes by that I'm not thankful for the thirty wonderful years we spent together, and how blessed I was, or should say, am. Again, thank you Lord, because I know you had everything to do with that.
Matthew, I'm still counting down the days until I see you again, it can't be soon enough.
Just thought you should know how much I miss you. I watch Father of the Bride today, it made me wanna cry. I really hope I don't see the day I'm a bride without my father.
I love you so so so much.
I really hope to see you soon.
Listening to jars of clay, and looking at pictures of you. I miss you terribly! It doesn't seem real today.. Never really does though. Oh please see us soon..
Hey - it has been way too long since I have written. Not like me. I blame it on Obama.
He has been trying to sidetrack me with all his government take over of business crap. And I have a business to run. What is he thinking? I wonder if he would bail me out. Naaaaahhhh!!!!!
So. I have been trying to redesign this website of yours for MONTHS now. I need your help.
My programmer has had some major health complications (heart stuff going on), so I have not pushed it. You would like your programmer though. Tim Sawtelle. He eats tacos like they will stop producing them tomorrow. Maybe that's the key to his heart stuff. I dunno.
Well, I digress. Aside from having it sponsored by Mountain Dew, Red Bull and M&M's, what would YOU do to make it better?
I am thinking about having the song Crazy as an optional audio on the site. Maybe a few of the families favorite songs in a playlist.
Anyway, we're gonna let your family upload videos and audio and junk. Except Robin. I will make the site Robin proof so all she can do is read and type. I think the kids will like that. ;)
Well - it has been too long since making a laps around AG. I can't wait to talk when I get there. Heaven I mean. Not AG.
But I am with your family. The wait has been too long. And going into 2010 without you around ain't right. So fix it dude. Grab the bullhorn and send all the press men home early like Gary did.
Hey Matt been thinking about you alot miss you cant wait to see you i bet your loving being in heaven right now because its so cold out here!
Dont have to much fun with out us:)
love you
see you soon!!
Just wanted to say goodnight, I hope I have a wonderful dream about you. I love you Matthew I miss you, I need you, and I can't wait to be see you. Goodnight sweetie, See ya soon!!
I watched video's for the second time a few days ago, it was sooooo good to hear you're voice. OH but it made me miss you even more, if that's possible. I felt so connected to you after that. It's been weird lately, like mom said I almost feel as if I'm in a fog or something, but seeing you move and talk AND smile was just what I needed! The video that I watched was the last Christmas Eve we spent together. I got so excited when I found that specific one. I sat in your closet for 2 hrs just staring at you on the video camera. It almost felt like I was reliving that day with you.. I got so wrapped up in the video that when I came back to reality it just made me want to cry..
Dad, I'm really ready to be with you!
Just know that I love you so much, and I literally can't wait to See You Soon!
I can't believe I'm starting another year without you, the pain in that thought is almost unbearable. I still feel like I'm in a fog most of the time, I wonder if it will really ever get better. How does life without you get better? On a positive note I know what the Lord promise's me, and that's eternity with Him, and our loved ones. That's worth the wait, hard, but worth it.
Matthew, as always, I love you more than words can say, and I miss you equally as much.
says a lot..... I started a painting of Matt for Robin..... it sits on my desk and stares at me everyday........i can't seem to work on it more..... i must endeavor to persevere....... must finish that painting. words don't come sometimes.... I just sit here and stare out the window with my hands on the keyboard. But i need to get up and write my personal property tax check and run to the post office........ Fun, games, chips, crab dip, pop, slush and Kenny Hall at gary's house tonight!!!! ya'll are welcome!!!!!!! sometimes we have inadvertent fire in the yard( which would be a great name for a softball team). Come on over after 8! HA! THE verification letters for me to post this today almost spells STEAKOUT---- when a person at the 10th floor palace of art and design would get a check of 4 figures,"LUNCH CHECK!!!!!!" he was obligated to purchase lunch for everyone in the office that day......5 figures was a "STEAKOUT CHECK!!!!" And a trotters pie often accompanied that lunch!!!! grapes bananas oreos and other assorted foods would fly at unsuspecting civilians 100 feet below! unwritten 10th floor palace of art/those bowling iguana creedo...from 2 Iguanans 3:16
"IF GIVEN THE CHOICE BETWEEN FUN AND NOT FUN.....WHY IN THE WORLD WOULD YOU CHOSE N O T FUN!??!?"
I don’t like the thought of starting another year without you. Holidays have almost become more of a chore now.. a time to "get through" rather than to enjoy.
It's hard. We all miss you so much. The days are mixed with bad, good, worse and just weird. This rollercoaster has been consistently inconsistent.
But, even on those worse days God still gives of himself freely and abundantly. Just waiting for us to call on him so he can show us what a big God he is.
1 Peter 4:12-13
Dear friends, do not be surprised at the painful trial you are suffering, as though something strange were happening to you. But rejoice that you participate in the sufferings of Christ, so that you may be overjoyed when his glory is revealed.
It isn't always easy to practice these verses, but with my whole heart I know them to be true. I was overwhelmed when I read these words, but once again, the Lord gave me the peace that I desired.. through His word, and during one of those free falling rollercoaster moments. God is good.
Hey Matt just wanted to wish you a Merry Christmas... Christmas will never be the same with you not here with us!
I hope this will be the last Christmas we have to spend with out you!
Love you very much see you soon!!!!!
I'm sure you're having a wonderful time up there celebrating. Last night it snowed, can't remember the last time it snowed on Christmas Eve, but all I could think of was how much you would have enjoyed it. Matthew two Christmas's without you is two too many, I miss you so much. I'm sitting here at your computer in your chair writing and still not believing you're in Heaven. I'm happy for you, but sad for me. Matthew, I love and miss you more than anything, ask Jesus to please hurry up and come get us.
This is your favorite time of the year! Wish you were here so we could play some Pictionary! Somehow I never ended up on your team and guess what...my team always lost! Miss you so much Matt! Can't wait to "See You Soon"
I know It has been A long time since I have got on the web site to write something but Robin, I still think about you and your kids everyday and all the pain your all probably doing through with the holidays being here without Matt.. I'm feeling your pain with you all and I just wanted to say I love you guys and I pray for god to come back everyday. Life on earth seems to be getting harder and harder everyday.. The time is still very near and right under our noses that we know the lord is coming to get all of us very soon..
Matt, Just wanted to say, I love you and have A very Merry Christmas up in heaven because i'm sure it will be great celebrating Jesus's birthday with him! I miss you Matt and can't wait to see you very soon!
I've had many many wonderful times here on earth, but I have to agree with the writer of this book. I know since Jesus took Matthew home nothing feels right, I know that's why this is even more real to me.
The writer said we are created to know God. We were created to have a relationship with Him. We were created to go to Heaven. And if we trust in Christ, one day we will be there.
That's so true. Matthew, I'm just waiting for that day I get to be with you and Jesus. Oh what a day that will be! So until then, I'm just waiting patiently, or trying anyway. I miss you so much Matthew, I love you with my whole heart, hopefully I'll see you soon.
I love you, dad!
I hope we get to board together this summer!
I was thinking that I wish I could hear you call me Lou.
Random, but I miss that.
I miss a lot of things.
[please see us soon]
Thinking a lot about you lately and all that is happening, we are giving Grandma 4 great grand kids all in a matter of months...pretty crazy! Wish you were here to meet them all, but we will all be with you someday soon!
Love and miss u tons!
SEE YOU SOON...
It's easy to forget He IS the one who has the perfect plan. Not us
It's easy to do or go after the desires of our heart or what feels right instead of His desire
It's easy to encourage someone or feel encouraged or loved when you're at your all time low in weakness because we are looking even harder for the littlest thing or person to give us hope
It's easy to love,give,and be selfless to those that are easiest to love and to those that love us back and think we are next to perfect
It's easy to forgive only when we feel like we can forget
It's easy to think we are obedient when we check off things on "our" list of Christian duties instead of reading the Bible and referring to "His" list of commandments
It's easy to think we are right when we are wronged
It's easy to serve when we think we are being served first
It's easy to pat ourselves on the back when we do kind selfless things for family or loved ones but hard to do the same for outsiders
It's easy to see good in people when we are in love,loved,or really just yearn to be loved
It's easy to question God though we claim Him as a big God
It's easy to make bad decisions based on how we feel instead of logic and what's right
It's easy to want to help people when we see they are broken, but not as easy to help keep them stay or be glued together
It's easy to serve God and seek Him diligently when things don't go our way but so hard to do right or praise Him when everything is going smooth and just the way we like it
It's easy to slack when we think we've given enough or gave a helping hand a few times a year or when the church asks
but it's so incredibly hard for us to see how easy these things are and remember we were put here for the HARD THINGS. Here to serve Him and not ourselves.
I wasn't Matt's closest friend but I believe he knew how to serve and remembered these things and did what is hard when it was the hardest. Let us pray we all do the same.
Mercy Me: Home Sick-
You're in a better place, I've heard a thousand times
And at least a thousand times I've rejoiced for you
But the reason why I'm broken, the reason why I cry
Is how long must I wait to be with you
I close my eyes and I see your face
If home's where my heart is then I'm out of place
Lord, won't you give me strength to make it through somehow
I've never been more homesick than now
Help me Lord cause I don't understand your ways
The reason why I wonder if I'll ever know
But, even if you showed me, the hurt would be the same
Cause I'm still here so far away from home
I close my eyes and I see your face
If home's where my heart is then I'm out of place
Lord, won't you give me strength to make it through somehow
I've never been more homesick than now
In Christ, there are no goodbye
And in Christ, there is no end
So I'll hold onto Jesus with all that I have
To see you again
To see you again
And I close my eyes and I see your face
If home's where my heart is then I'm out of place
Lord, won't you give me strength to make it through somehow
Won't you give me strength to make it through somehow
Won't you give me strength to make it through somehow
I've never been more homesick than now
-That was Matt... is that you?
I write this letter to you in regards to your beautiful, amazing daughter Lindsey. A little over eight months ago, I had the privilege of meeting her and having her become a part of my life. From the moment I saw her, I knew for some reason God had crossed our paths as part of His purpose. We instantly became friends, and from there started to develop feelings for one another. However, thinking back, I think that I may have fallen a little faster for her than she did for me. Which brings me to one of the many, many reasons why I have grown to love your daughter so much. Lindsey was so concerned about her family, and putting them first, that she set her feelings aside so that she could make sure that the needs of her loved ones were met. This act of unselfishness is when I first realized how truly loyal and considerate that she is. I already knew she was someone special by this point, but I was affirmed in my conclusion all the more. The more I get to know her, the more amazed I become at the person that God has shaped her into being. I knew that she was no ordinary girl. Over time, after prayer, fasting, and truly seeking God’s will, I began to desire not only to have Lindsey as my best friend and my girlfriend, but also to spend the rest of my life with her as my wife. I have been praying for that “special one” since I was 13 years old. I have had a desire to have a wife and family that I can call my own since I was very young. I also remember making a list of specific things that I thought I would like to have in a wife. As I look back, I realize maybe that was a little funny to do such a thing, but God has definitely given me more than I could have ever possibly imagined, desired, or had even thought to put on that list. Lindsey and I have grown to have such a special relationship; one that honors God and puts Him first, and that allows us to learn and grow from one another. We are similar in a lot of ways and also very different in others. I feel that she truly completes me and is without a doubt the one for which I have been waiting. I just want to promise you that I will cherish every moment that I have with her, place her first and as priority in and all of my life, always place God as number one in our lives, act as a strong, Godly leader who is always faithful and guides our marriage and family in the way that God intends, and lastly but not near the least, to truly love and honor your daughter as Christ commands just as He loves and honors His church. I truly look forward to the day that I am able to meet you. I can confidently say that I will be able to let you know that I have upheld every promise that I have made in this letter. From what I hear of you, I can only hope and pray to be half the man that you were here on earth. The stories of you drive and inspire me. Thank you for raising such a God-fearing, beautiful inside and out, amazing girl that I will be able to call my wife.
The kind of news that makes me talkreallyfastleavingnoroomforbreaths.
The kind of news that has my cheeks aching from all of the smiles.
The kind of news that keeps me praising the Lord (every other moment).
The kind of BIG, life changing, news that I wish you were sharing with me… HERE, with me.
Dad, I’m getting married!! ..I know! :)
His name is Keith. He loves the Lord and encourages me daily. He challenges me and shows me patience. He is kind and thoughtful. He shows me respect and makes me feel cared for and loved. He’s the one that I’ve been praying for and the one that I’ve been waiting for. And he has been such a blessing in my life. I’m happy to confidently be able to say that you would love him just as much as I do… as we all do.
I don’t doubt for a second that I am committing to the man God has created for me and intended for me to share the rest of my life with. Needless to say, this has become a very exciting time for me. BUT, like mom said.. it seems with every sweet.. there also comes bitter. Bitter sweet, this oxymoron seems to be around every corner. I am so blessed I get to marry the man of my dreams. Yet it’s very incredibly hard to imagine being a fatherless bride. Envisioning a wedding day without you walking me down the aisle, giving me away or sharing in what is meant to be one of the greatest days of my life... it’s heart breaking.
I could go back and forth all day about my mixed emotions. But mostly I just wanted to tell you the good news. And make sure you know how much you are missed and how hard it is without you.. even during the happiest times. I hope, while you were here on earth, you realized just how amazing you were. And how much you meant to so many. Nothing is the same without you.
I talk about you often, but I know my words and stories will never do you justice. I can’t wait for the day that you get to meet my (future) husband, and he gets to meet my hero.
I love you dad.
Regardless of the reason, I wasn’t prepared.
For the second time, without purpose, I took that trip down memory lane.
I traveled those roads and my stomach knotted.
I saw those all too familiar sights and my eyes watered.
My mind cycled through memories and my hands trembled.
In those moments, all at once, I felt your presence.. and even stronger, your absence.
It was a stinging reminder that what had once been is no longer.. and will never be.
Life without you felt so real during that car ride. I never want to feel this loss so heavily, but most days I can't control it.
We all just miss you so much. So so much. And no matter how much time passes, it not only remains, it keeps getting stronger.
Ohhhhhhhh dad. Please see us soon. Please.
I love you.
ROCK CHALK!
I can't even put into words how much I miss you.. how much I want to see you.. or, how much I love you!
Soo for convention this year at school I chose to write a poem, and of course I instantly thought of you... and wanted to share..
See You Soon
My whole life changed on that warm day,
the sun was shining bright, but I only saw gray.
I hoped, I cried, and I prayed for the best,
but in the end he was put to rest.
I wasn't prepared for what I had to face,
and still to this day I pray for God's comfort and grace.
Although things seem like such a haze,
I have the hope of knowing that this life without a father is only but a phase.
Through this trial, I've learned all that matters is where we'll spend eternity,
and the thought of seeing you soon brings great serenity.
I cling to that serenity each day and I really can't wait until we're together again! I pray it's SOON.
KEEP RUNNING THE RACE NEVER STOP THE END RESULT IS GLORIOUS!!!!
not near enough, I'm ashamed of that. When you think the Lord gave his life for each and everyone of us, we all have so much to be thankful for.
Matthew was not perfect, none of us are, but he lead next to perfect life, I lived with him I know this to be true, he loved Jesus and lived like he did. I wish I could be more like Jesus and Matthew. Jesus I love you, Matthew I love you too, can't wait to see you both, soon I hope.
A couple of months later he was on his way home from a friends house when he lost control of his car and hit a power pole. He emerged from the wreck unharmed but stepped on a down power line and was electrocuted to death.
His parents asked for everything from the locker at school just to keep everything of his close to them. While going through the stuff they found the essay that his dad had forgot about.
It was titled "The Room"
In that place between wakefulness and dreams, I found myself in the room. There were no distinguishing feature except one wall was cover with boxes. Each box was filed with index cards. Each index cards with my hand writing and with my signature on each card. Every box had a very different heading.
The first box I opened had all the girlfriends names I had ever liked. Each girl had her own card, writen on it was very private stuff. I quickly set that box aside and moved onto the next.
The next box heading was "friends". In this box was cards of the friends that I had betrayed, everything about my friends. The boxes ranged from the mundane to the out right weird. "Books I have read", "lies I have told", Comfort I have given","jokes I have told or laughed at".
Some were almost hilarious in their exactness:"things I've yelled at my brother for". Others that i couldn't laugh at: "Things i have done in anger". "thing I have mutter under my breath to and about my parents". i never ceased to be amazed and surprised by the contents often many more cards than expected. Sometimes fewer than I thought. i was overwhelmed by the sheer volume of the life i had lived.
When I pulled out the box "Movies and shows I watched" I was amazed on the masive voulme of index cards that where tightly packed in to this very, very large box. i shut it shamed, not so much by the quality of shows but more by the vast time i knew that box represented.
When i came to the box "Lustful thought" I felt a chill and looked around to see if anyone could see just how big this box really was. I felt sick and ashamed of all the thoughts that where on each index card. i almost felt a rage broke in me.
One thought dominated my mind: No one can ever see this room or these boxes. I tryed opening the boxes and tearing the cards one by one. But the paper index cards felt like I was trying to ripp steel. I soon return the boxes to thier place and then I saw it! The box that had the heading: "People I have shared the gospel with". It was a very small box with only a handful of index cards in it. Looked brand new!
And the tears came. I began to weep, sobs so deep that they hurt! I feel on my knees and cried. I cried out of shame, from the overwhelming shame of it all. The rows of boxes swirled in my tear-filled eyes. No one can ever see this room! I must lock it and hide the key. But as I pushed away from the boxes I saw him!
NO, please not him! Not here! Anyone one but Jesus! I watched as he opened each box and read each card. I couldn't bear to watch His response. And in the moments that I could bring myself to look at his face, I saw sorrow deeper than my own.
Why did he have to read every one? Finally he turned and looked at me from across the room. He looked at me with pity in his eyes. But his pity didn't anger me. I dropped my head, covered my face with hands and began to cry again. He walked over and put his arms around me. He could have said so many of things. But he didn't, he didn't say a word, he just cried with me.
Then he got up and went back to the rows of boxes and began to pull one card out at a time. He started crossing my name out and replacing it with his. All I could say was NO, NO, as I pulled the cards away from him. His named shouldn't be on those cards. But there it was...written in red!
The name of JESUS was write in his blood on those cards. He gently took the cards back with a sad smile and began to sign the cards again. In an instant they were all signed! He placed his hand on my shoulder and said "It is finished". I stood up and he led me out of the room. There was no lock and the door. There were still cards to be written and to be signed again.
"For God so loved the world that he gave His only Son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life." John 3:16
I know Matt's box labeled " Who I shared the Gospel With" is very, very, very large!
What is your BIG boxes labled?
Share this with someone and add to your "SHARED THE GOSPEL" box!
cant wait to see you!!!
See You Soon
love you
Makes me laugh, and want to cry as I can clearly picture dad giving the 'I don't understand' face, in the exact way you described. I got that face a lot :)
He did have good taste in music. And it's funny you brought up Amy Grant. My mom told me about her grudge with Amy Grant just the other day, she still hasn't let it go!
I miss hearing his music play from the office, hearing his feet tap on the floor and hearing him whistle along to the beat.. I miss having the comfort of just knowing that he was in there. And knowing that whether I just peeked my head in or went in for a visit, I would walk away feeling better than before.
George said 500 days ... 500 days too many.
I miss him so much. SO SO much.
Dad, please see us soon! I love you.
LONG ENOUGH!!!
Love You!
WE CAN'T WAIT TO SEE YOU SOON!
see you soon!!
The the Lord is so good to us and I love him for that. Matthew, there is not a day that goes by that I'm not thankful for the thirty wonderful years we spent together, and how blessed I was, or should say, am. Again, thank you Lord, because I know you had everything to do with that.
Matthew, I'm still counting down the days until I see you again, it can't be soon enough.
I love you so very much!
I love you so so so much.
I really hope to see you soon.
Hey - it has been way too long since I have written. Not like me. I blame it on Obama.
He has been trying to sidetrack me with all his government take over of business crap. And I have a business to run. What is he thinking? I wonder if he would bail me out. Naaaaahhhh!!!!!
So. I have been trying to redesign this website of yours for MONTHS now. I need your help.
My programmer has had some major health complications (heart stuff going on), so I have not pushed it. You would like your programmer though. Tim Sawtelle. He eats tacos like they will stop producing them tomorrow. Maybe that's the key to his heart stuff. I dunno.
Well, I digress. Aside from having it sponsored by Mountain Dew, Red Bull and M&M's, what would YOU do to make it better?
I am thinking about having the song Crazy as an optional audio on the site. Maybe a few of the families favorite songs in a playlist.
Anyway, we're gonna let your family upload videos and audio and junk. Except Robin. I will make the site Robin proof so all she can do is read and type. I think the kids will like that. ;)
Well - it has been too long since making a laps around AG. I can't wait to talk when I get there. Heaven I mean. Not AG.
But I am with your family. The wait has been too long. And going into 2010 without you around ain't right. So fix it dude. Grab the bullhorn and send all the press men home early like Gary did.
Jesus, it's time.
I miss you Matt.
Robin, kids - I miss you guys too.
Love ya all!
Dont have to much fun with out us:)
love you
see you soon!!
Dad, I'm really ready to be with you!
Just know that I love you so much, and I literally can't wait to See You Soon!
Matthew, as always, I love you more than words can say, and I miss you equally as much.
See You Soon.
"IF GIVEN THE CHOICE BETWEEN FUN AND NOT FUN.....WHY IN THE WORLD WOULD YOU CHOSE N O T FUN!??!?"
It's hard. We all miss you so much. The days are mixed with bad, good, worse and just weird. This rollercoaster has been consistently inconsistent.
But, even on those worse days God still gives of himself freely and abundantly. Just waiting for us to call on him so he can show us what a big God he is.
1 Peter 4:12-13
Dear friends, do not be surprised at the painful trial you are suffering, as though something strange were happening to you. But rejoice that you participate in the sufferings of Christ, so that you may be overjoyed when his glory is revealed.
It isn't always easy to practice these verses, but with my whole heart I know them to be true. I was overwhelmed when I read these words, but once again, the Lord gave me the peace that I desired.. through His word, and during one of those free falling rollercoaster moments. God is good.
And, dad.. I really love you a lot.
See you soon. Please, like soon.
I hope this will be the last Christmas we have to spend with out you!
Love you very much see you soon!!!!!
I'm sure you're having a wonderful time up there celebrating. Last night it snowed, can't remember the last time it snowed on Christmas Eve, but all I could think of was how much you would have enjoyed it. Matthew two Christmas's without you is two too many, I miss you so much. I'm sitting here at your computer in your chair writing and still not believing you're in Heaven. I'm happy for you, but sad for me. Matthew, I love and miss you more than anything, ask Jesus to please hurry up and come get us.
See You Soon!
Love you!
Matt, Just wanted to say, I love you and have A very Merry Christmas up in heaven because i'm sure it will be great celebrating Jesus's birthday with him! I miss you Matt and can't wait to see you very soon!
BAAAAAD WOBOT!!
Miss you Matt and praying for us all down here.