These are my thoughts that were shared at the funeral of my dear brother. I couldn't thank my husband enough for being strong for me and reading them, when I was not able.
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To say my heart "aches" at the thought of not seeing you again, is not enough. My whole being aches. I always looked forward to trips home to visit family when I knew I would have the privilege of seeing you, hugging you and laughing with you. It wasn't all jokes and laughter though, it was your deep passion and love for so many things. Your passion for music was infectious, no one can deny that. I wouldn't love music the way I do today if you hadn't introduced me to those hits of the 90's, and I am eternally grateful for the memories those songs bring. I can see your room set up with all your posters of Pearl Jam, Green Day, the UK Basketball team, your dream cars; These things make me smile. I remember being in awe of your collection of funny road signs and the Taco Bell and Pizza Hut rugs that were proudly displayed in your room. I always loved sneaking in there to just get to know who you were when I was just a child and you were in high school. I longed to know you and looked up to you for so many things.
I didn't know you as well as some, and wish I could change that, but what I do know is you loved and were loved. You loved people so well.
I take comfort in knowing that you can finally experience the fullness of that love you so longed for. I can only imagine and I look forward to the day I can see that love in its fullness with you; with no more tears, no more sorrow, no more strife. I long for that day and I am so glad you are free to see Christ's forgiveness laid before you at the throne of Jesus.
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You will be missed, until we meet again.
Chris Allen Henderson
I need not say "rest in peace" because I have no doubt your soul has found a rest, a peace and a freedom unimaginable.
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