I'm writing this from heaven.
Here I dwell with God above.
Here, there's no more tears of
sadness;
here is just eternal love.
Please do not be unhappy
just because I'm out of sight.
Remember that I'm with you
every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you
when my life on earth was
through,
God picked me up and hugged me
and He said, "I welcome you.
It's good to have you back again;
you were missed while you were gone.
As for your dearest family,
they'll be here later on.
I need you here badly;
you're part of my plan.
There's so much that we have to do,
to help our mortal man."

God gave me a list of things,
that he wished for me to do.
And foremost on the list,
was to watch and care for you.
And when you lie in bed at night,
the day's chores put to flight.
God and I are closest to you....
in the middle of the night.
When you think of my life on earth,
and all those loving years
because you are only human,
they are bound to bring you tears.
But do not be afraid to cry;
it does relieve the pain.
Remember there would be no flowers,
unless there was some rain.

I wish that I could tell you
all
that God has planned.
But if I were to tell you,
you
wouldn't understand.
But one thing is for certain,
though my life on earth is over.
I'm closer to you now,
than I ever was before.
There are many rocky roads ahead of you
and many hills to climb;
but together we can do it
by taking one day at a time.
It was always my philosophy
and I'd like it for you too...
that as you give unto the world,
the world will give to you.
If you can help somebody
who's in sorrow and pain,
then you can say to God at night......
"My day was not in vain."

And now I am contented....
that my life has been worthwhile,
knowing as I passed along the way,
I made somebody smile.
So if you meet somebody
who is sad and feeling low,
just lend a hand to pick him up,
as on your way you go.
When you're walking down the street,
and you've got me on your mind;
I'm walking in your footsteps
only half a step behind.
And when it's time for you to go....
from that body to be free,
remember you're not going.....
you're coming here to me.
~Author~ Ruth Ann Mahaffey


"In His Life"
A Pictorial of Matthew's Life


Our incredibly wise Matthew was an avid believer in being an organ donor
and it's something he had always wanted to do. At 26 years old he even had a
living will. Matthew was successful in donating most of his organs
through the Gift of Life program in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. The equivalent
organization here in Louisville is:
KODA - the Kentucky
Organ Donors Association
Matthew's legacy lives on because his
wonderful loving heart is beating in a recipient somewhere in
Delaware....and his lungs are helping someone to breathe in
Philadelphia and the
list goes on and on and on. You can click on the link to KODA above to contact
them about being an organ donor yourself or to make a donation "In
Matt's honor." For each donation in Matt's name, his mom will receive a card
from KODA....Matt will be so proud to know he helped lead you
there.

Click here to read a letter recently received
from Gift of Life

For
Renae's Memories Of Matt....click here

Please be sure to view Matt's Guestbook by
clicking on the wreath at the bottom of this page

JOHNSON, MATTHEW S., 26, of Louisville, died
Friday, March 18, 2005, at Thomas Jefferson University Hospital in Philadelphia ,
PA. He
was a product specialist with the Dover Army-Navy Store of Dover, Delaware, a member of the Ohio
Valley Military Collectors, the Historical Reenactment Society and the European
Theater of Operations Reenacting Society (ETO 4th Armored) and he attended Holy
Cross Catholic Church in Dover.
He is survived by his brother, Wesley N. Johnson
(Bethany); sister, Suzanne Fae Estes (Bryan); mother, Karyla Johnson; father,
Paul M. Johnson (Kay); grandparents, Faye and Carroll Arnold, Russell and
Sherilyn Lawson and Susie and Curtis Peach; nieces, Audrey Johnson and Sydney
Johnson Estes; a nephew, Elijah Johnson; and his girlfriend of two years,
Christina Garber.
His funeral service will be held at 1 p.m. Thursday, March 24,
2005, at Highlands Family-Owned Funeral Home, 3331 Taylorsville Rd., with burial
in Penn Run Cemetery. Visitation will be from 5-9 p.m. Tuesday, 10 a.m.-9 p.m.
Wednesday and 10 a.m.-1 p.m. Thursday.
Memorial gifts may be made to the
Kentucky Organ Donor's Association.
Published in The Courier-Journal, Louisville, Ky on 3/22/2005.


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