- 29 years old
- Date of birth: Dec 18, 1985
- Place of birth:
Sacramento, California, United States
- Date of passing: Mar 29, 2015
- Place of passing:
Modesto, California, United States
|Let the memory of Jason be with us forever|
"Hello Jason, Barry and I miss seeing your beautiful smile and kind spirit at our pool parties in the summer. And helping me out with your mother when Kathleen would have an appointment or something to do with Zeke in the evening, my Lord, you were my life-saver when I needed help with her. I remember we would put our heads together and make sure she was taken care of the best way we knew how. But your kind and patient spirit is what I miss most of all about you Jason, more people need to have that kind of a spirit. I hope up there in paradise, you will run into my nephew/Godson Lyle H. Woodward, he could use a good friend up there. We will always miss and love you forever Jason!!"
"You are missed but not forgotten. Love and miss you cousin!"
"My precious baby boy, I stand on Psalm 9 today. His Word is a lamp unto my feet. God never ignores our cries for help and oh, how I need His help. Though my heart aches and I feel a void: I will praise you, Lord, with all my heart; I will tell of all the marvelous things you have done. I will be filled with joy because of You. I will sing praises to Your name, O most High. Psalm 9:1-2 Jason, I tribute to a son that was loved and gave love. You leave a legacy of humility, love, respect, hard work, dedication, peace, true friendship, and the greatest legacy was your love for Christ. You gave your all and for this, my precious baby boy, I can survive through the heartache, I can Stand, it still hurts deeply but I can make it. I will run this race with all God gives me. I will always love and adore you. Thank you Lord for 29 years of LOVE. I will survive, trusting and believing in the Master weaver. A card from my aunt Mary: our lives are but fine weaving That God & we prepare- each life becomes a fabric planned & fashioned in his care. We may not always see just how the weaving intertwine, but we MUST trust the Master's hand and follow His design, for He can view the pattern upon the upper side, While we must look from underneath And trust in Him to guide....when a strand of sorrow is added to His plan, it is difficult for us, we still must understand that it is He who fills the shuttle, It's He who know best, so we must weave in patience And leave to Him the rest...Not till the loom is silent And the shuttles cease to fly Shall God unroll the canvas & explain the reasons why- The dark threads are as needed In the Weaver's skillful hand As the threads of gold & silver In the pattern He has planned.
With all my love and His strength, I must continue to weave this tapestry of life, until I see the Savior face to face and all those gone before me. I see you son with all your grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins, your brothers Ronnie & Robert. What a beautiful reunion and you all rest in His care with so much PEACE. My beautiful angels
Love always, your mother❤️"
"Another day, that the Lord has kept me. He is ordering my steps in His Word. Standing on His promises. Forever my love and I will always have precious memories until we meet again in paradise!"
"I miss you"
"You will forever be with us and we feel your presence as we prepare for our new addition to our family. - love Fred, Michelle, Jazz, Taylor plus one ."
"You are missed but never forgotten ..The Hill Family"
"My son, my hearts aches with deep pain. Only God can
Ease the impact. Right now I have little words but God can relay to you from my heart into spiritual language."
"Jason, it has been one year that our world lost a beautiful soul. I pray that our Lord and the Blessed Virgin Mary comfort your mother in her deep sorrow over having lost her beloved son, by reminding her daily of His passion for us. I pray that the deep unimaginable sorrow the Blessed Virgin must have endured while she followed her son to Calvery, comfort my friend with a reassurance that she is being carried through this darkness within the loving mantel of our heavenly mother and the loving hands of Our Creator. Her pain will endure all things until the day she is joined again in Heaven with her beloved. We miss you."
"Jason, my heart, my love my gift from God. Our children are only loaned to us for a while and I was truly blessed and honored to be your mother. As our Heavenly Father delivered you to His heavenly home, I have to live daily in His presence and walk out the plans He has over my life. Yesterday was so hard but through the Grace of God, I am here visiting another day. Your cousin, Corine, Your niece, Brya, brother Zeke, Uncle Brian, Aunt Cassandra, cousins Tiff & Bri, and myself shared a wonderful celebration of life on your birthday. I revisited the hospital where God delivered the most beautiful symbol of life to me, your father and your brother, JR. The charge nurse, Jan was still working there and she treated me and Brya with opened arms and allowed me to quietly sit in one of the unoccupied delivery rooms. Brya read to me as I could not finish my prayer. Over your Aunt and Uncles home we nourished our bodies with good food and later had reflections over your beautiful life, lit candles and sang happy birthday. God brought us safely back home. I love you so much, and you are forever missed"
"Jason, I'll always remember your joyful demeanor the night you came to pick up Zeke from Elisa's 15th birthday party a little over a year ago. You had just got off from work and seemed so happy to be going home to your family. I packed you a BIG plate of enchiladas to take home to your wife and children. I remember how you almost appeared to be in disbelief of your good fortune. I guess you forgot you had come to a Mexican party with plenty to share! As you walked away from me with your plate in hand, you turned around and gave me a beautiful smile with a gesture that told me how sincerely grateful you were. What a tremendous loss for us all here on earth but a beautiful gain in heaven!"
"I love and miss you so much, son. I know that you are in the presence of the almighty King of Kings and Lord of Lords. Jesus help us all who are still enduring on this earth."
"Thinking of you, daily"
"My son, I will always remember how you made me so proud. You will always be a light, a shining star, a twinkle... I miss you so much. My heart is broken, there is a deep sadness but the assurance of seeing you again with Jesus will always keep the hope. I love you so much."
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