He meant something different to all that he came across and touched with his presence yet he was the same with all. Funds collected will be used to card for the arrangements and any subsequent “leftover” will be given toward his charity.
He was a simple but genuine man. He did not care for the lavishness of this system, in fact he would feel uncomfortable for anyone to harp over him as if to give him attention. He would step forward to not be a burden. He would share of himself to make many feel better. Mostly he shared his knowledge of the scriptures and would relate any situation he would find himself in, with this knowledge.
To my friends and family.
Live together, laugh together, love together and grieve together. We not always around in the good times but we should always present in the bad times. When one of us suffers the anguish and burden of this time, the weight is lifted and allows for healing. If we are united during a tragic unforeseen circumstance, being shared will strengthen the one in need. You could even say it is expected.
As uncomfortable as these circumstances may seem to you to participate in, the expectation remains... be present.
Phrases used by many such as “Let me know when you need anything” should be understood if we are present. .
Take pride in your successes because they are shared by all. Take pride in your faults and failures because they empower who we are.
Those familiar with scripture, regardless of which translation you may use, should know 1 John chapter 3. Verse 18, 19 states:
“My little children, let us not live in word, neither in tongue; but in deed and truth And hereby we know that we are of the truth, and shall assure our hearts before him.”
Life must be lived forward but understood backwards.
There is a highway, road or path we are on called life. As straight as we my want it to go, we will be face with twists and turns by choices we make, by choices others make, by events we may or may not prepare for, by moments shared.
We face loved ones and say "I'm sorry for you, I share your pain, and I know how you must feel" and they know we mean well, but those words sometimes feel is a "preprogrammed" joint of words meant to bring comfort. I have said them, meant them and have received them. Although feeling sorry could be true, we must ask ourselves can pain truly be shared? Can one really know how someone feels?
My story feels different to me as does everyone’s and I need to share it with you.
We would have never met had it not been for their desire or need for knowledge and understanding why. Why things were the way they are? How long must this last? What can we do about it?
This desire led them to study the bible more in depth, and gain the clarity they needed.
Our path had not been straight, it has had turns, and at times it seemed that it reached a stopping point. And they have all been "points of no return". Points of no return due to a change or loss that would never again be regained.
My road once again has not taken a turn but has become narrower. A "point of no return." The path once shared will now be faced without something. The clouds once again have blocked the sunshine, and the stars will not be as bright for me. Though to many this may seem like a grim outlook, don’t misunderstand it remains my reality.
For over 30 years I shared this highway, road, path with someone I thought would be there at every turn. I mean why not, they have been in my life longer than I had been without them. They were put in my way at a time we both needed and lasted until the challenges would have to be faced alone. Though it did not last long enough, it was long enough to last our lifetime.
Since we all believe that God would never give us or place us where he knows we are incapable of growing through. The purpose for every moment faced, we learn, we grow.
We cannot replace the memories, the closeness, nor the trails shared. I don’t seek replace them, but instead do exactly what it is meant to be, nothing less than a lesson learned.
I had to let go to allow for them the freedom they needed and to continue on the path of their fate.
I won’t be happy it happened but I am relieved that it did. I could not ease the pain they lived, I could only provide comfort.
The path we shared was loaded with rocks, potholes even walls, making it more and more difficult for them to leap over or avoid. We chose to let go to give the other their freedom and space for their path. Our road reached a fork, a path of "no return". Of no return because they will no longer be present to share.
Here’s to you, man.
I stand up, tip my glass pour a little on the ground for my homie, my bro, my “blood”, my brother Jessie Lee Mulkey August 23, 1963 - July14, 2018.
Life must be lived forward but understood backwards.
Services will be held
Saturday, July 28, 2018 at 3:00pm
A.J. Manuel Funeral Home
2328 N Dixie Hwy
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