John Lloyd Gerry - Online Memorial Website

My deepest condolences.  May these few words from the Holy Scriptures bring you comfort in your time of grief...

John 11:32-45

32 And so Mary, when she arrived where Jesus was and caught sight of him, fell at his feet, saying to him: “Lord, if you had been here, my brother would not have died.” 33 Jesus, therefore, when he saw her weeping and the Jews that came with her weeping, groaned in the spirit and became troubled; 34 and he said: “Where have YOU laid him?” They said to him: “Lord, come and see.” 35 Jesus gave way to tears. 36 Therefore the Jews began to say: “See, what affection he used to have for him!” 37 But some of them said: “Was not this [man] that opened the eyes of the blind man able to prevent this one from dying?”

38 Hence Jesus, after groaning again within himself, came to the memorial tomb. It was, in fact, a cave, and a stone was lying against it.39 Jesus said: “TAKE the stone away.” Martha, the sister of the deceased, said to him: “Lord, by now he must smell, for it is four days.”40 Jesus said to her: “Did I not tell you that if you would believe you would see the glory of God?” 41 Therefore they took the stone away. Now Jesus raised his eyes heavenward and said: “Father, I thank you that you have heard me. 42 True, I knew that you always hear me; but on account of the crowd standing around I spoke, in order that they might believe that you sent me forth.” 43 And when he had said these things, he cried out with a loud voice: “Laz´a·rus, come on out!” 44The [man] that had been dead came out with his feet and hands bound with wrappings, and his countenance was bound about with a cloth. Jesus said to them: “Loose him and let him go.”

45 Therefore many of the Jews that had come to Mary and that beheld what he did put faith in him;

Please go to the following link for more information regarding the Hope expressed in this passage

http://www.jw.org/finder?locale=en&docid=1102013500&prefer=lang 

Cathy,

Wishing you peace and love as John's angel date is here. I've come to know  the love you have for your son. May he fly with all our angels..... God Bless...

Sincerely,

Tommy's Mom

Pat

ALWAYS MY SON

You are my son, a part of me, and that will never change.

No matter what you do in life my love will still remain.

I held you as a baby and I looked into your face,

And I knew then, no other one could ever take your place.

I knew then as I held you, you would grow to be a man,

And anything you did in life I'd try to understand.

I knew you would make choices and would follow your own heart,

I only prayed that in your life I'd always have a part.

I knew some things you did in life would give me so much pride,

But also realized some things would tear me up inside.

I only want the best for you and want you to succeed,

And want you to find happiness with everything you need.

I can only guide you and give you a helping hand,

You will choose the path to take now that you are a man.

Along the road that you choose, whatever that may be,

Just remember this my son, that you can count on me.

I will not try to push you, to live life in my own stride,

I only promise I will love you and stand by your side.

I know that you will make mistakes and life is full of them,

But realize my love for you will not let me condemn.

I know this life's not perfect and we do the best we can,

Just realize I love you and I'll always understand.

I knew one day you would grow up, and you would leave the nest,

I will so what I can for you, and let God do the rest.

I have held you in my arms and done the best I can,

Now I pray that God will hold you now that you're a man.

Just remember in my heart you are a special one,

And I will alwyas proudly tell the world, "this is my son."

This was written by Adrienne for her son Jerry but I felt it applied to you son, so with Adrienne's permission I write this to you. Mom

Do not stand at my grave and weep,

I am not there, I do not sleep,

I am a thousand winds that blow,

I am the diamond glint on the snow,

I am the sunlight on ripened grain,

I am the gently autumn's rain.

When you awaken in the morning light

I am the swift, uplifting rush

of quiet birds in encircled flight,

I am the stars that shine at night.

Do not stand on my grave and cry

I am not there, I do not die.

Michoh Indian Prayer

I know that John would want us to go and live our lives knowing that he is watching over each and everyone of us.  If you listen carefully you can hear his laughter in the wind.  Missing you forever John....... Samantha