Jacky Ralph Amos

  Jacky,This was you Tony and Wendy when all were little yall where so cute!! Tony will always have this pic with him, He loves you so much. Yall where like  bothers! Yall was always there for each other in good and bad time! We miss you very much love you!!

Jesus, If I met you on the corner

Would I know you as you are

Would I take you for a stranger

and brush past you in the door

If you called me would I hear you,

or would I walk away too soon

If I lingered for a moment, would I see myself in you

If I fought you as a soldier,

if I had you in my sights

would you ask me to remember who imagined I was right

If you witnessed my surrender

do I know what I would do.

Well I dreamed my end was near

I was almost gone

If I dreamed that dream from here

Can I still come home

Jesus if you held me like my father

would I see myself in you.

 

Everlasting

 

And another, these read at his service

 

To be persecuted, to lay your life down for the love that has come to set you free

From the nothing that you may have something.  To give up very little and gain every bit.  The persecutioners intent was to take life away, but gave the persecuted for his faith, his gift from God in heaven

  These men know what a deep breath feels like.  The fragrance of life surrounds their air.  They sing a praise that give the death aid of hearing.  They see visions that will set sights in a blind man's eyes.

  I would be willing for my Lord, to die, that I may live real.

 

Everlasting, Jacky Amos

 

 

Jacky,  Just last week you were trying to explain to me how much time and work went on behind the scene so that folks could reap the benefits of Oak Leaf Church.  You had enjoyed and reaped the benefits (spiritual growth) of that place yourself, never realizing just what it took "behind the scene" of things.  Then you became a volunteer, just so sure that others would become a volunteer if they only knew.

 

Well...the day that I finally had to face reality, I had to REALLY bury you, just such a short few days later after that comment, my tears were hand dried by God's own hanky...Christ, and his promise that he wouldn't put anymore on us than we can endure.  His promise of a peace that can't be explained, if only we seek and believe.

 

I know people wondered how I handled it so well, wondered why there were no tears amidst the rainful of grief around me.  I literally watched drops of tears fall upon and roll down your casket as they bent over it to write their last message to you.  And yet, I, your mother, remained at a perfect peace, and could only smile down at you.

 

Jacky!  If they could just hear you as God put it into my spirit to hear you, then they would understand.  You're not dead!  You are alive!  You are alive and even more dedicated to...working behind the scenes.

 

May all of your friends look upon you as an example, the fun loving AND the spiritual part of you, how you were able to perfectly blend yourself into this world as God continued to mold you into that perfect "behind the scene" soldier.  May we all ponder your super growth and.....marvel.  My BOY!  I love you so much!  I'm truly astounded at just how many others love you too!  I thought that you had a mighty  big family here at home.  I could never have ever imagined sooooooooo MANY others were drawn to you too.

 

You continue on "behind the scene," as you would call it.  I'm still being too proud of you to cry again, so that must be one heck of a hanky that God supplied me with.  Christ.  His promise.  My hanky.

 

  I LOVE you!  I'm just so proud of you!

 

I love you, Jacky!  I love you!

 

(And Amanda?)  I love you too, baby girl!  And don't you doubt it, that Jacky didn't. He let me know that, and I don't lie to make someone/anyone feel better.  He couldn't let his feelings of you go either.  He tried, but he couldn't.  Whatever void between you two that couldn't manage to be filled, whatever glitch that couldn't be quickly healed....  I can see that you are growing from that.  Your sincere and intense pain?  Let it go now.  DON'T let it drag you down.  You are young and beautiful, and you have a life to live.  The workers of iniquity have fallen (claim that promise!), and can't rise back up. 

 

Unless you let them.  DON'T begin pondering on the first "what'if" because it will only lead you to many others that will never have answers until you're spiritually mature enough to understand.  And that's up to you, to choose to get to that point.

 

Amanda!  I pray God that you have a future built on the foundation of Christ, and that you go forward, my (dream) of a daughter'in'law, forward, forward, forward, with someone equally yoked.  Obviously Jacky is just a lesson to us all.  DON'T let him/his death be a dent in your future.  You go, girl, and seek life!

 

And don't forget that you and your future ones always have a seat at my table.    You, your future husband, your future children...you deserve ALL of what life has to offer.  And you're all welcome, ALWAYS, at my table.

 

I've decided that at this house, Oct 16 for the rest of MY years at least, we're going to celebrate  a Memorial Day of sorts for Jacky.  It's an open welcome to all that have known and loved him.  (I may need to borrow a mighty few neighbors to helpe with a major spread of simple hot dogs, and HELP let's call it a pot'luck,  because....I am sooo honored to be Jacky's mother!  I have never met so many people in my life, much less trying to absorb them all in a few short days.

 

Wow!  People wondered why I stopped crying and started being mega awed...

 

Jacky is loved by seemingly the entire county.  I'm honored.  I praise God for that!!

 

Love to you all,

Jacky's mama

Here's to all the good times and great friends you have!!! You will be sadly missed! God Bless your Family! Friends Forever!!!