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Kim Nesbitt Maureen Geisinger
McKayla W. Geisinger
December 20 1993 - March 19 2007

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01-21-2009 8:45 AM -- By: ,  From:  

The Afterlife: Heaven


The existence of Heaven

 

Isaiah 65:17 - "I am about to create new heavens and a new earth"

Matthew 5:18-19 - "until heaven and earth pass away ... least in the kingdom of heaven."

Luke 15:7 - (More joy in heaven over one repentant sinner than 99 righteous.)

Luke 15:10 - "rejoicing among the angels of God over one sinner who repents"

Luke 16:19-25 - (Parable of the rich young man and Lazarus.)

John 3:5 - "no one can enter the kingdom of God without being born of water and spirit"

John 3:18-21
- (Whoever believes will not be condemned.)

Hebrews 9:24
- (Christ entered heaven to appear on our behalf.)

1 Peter 1:3-4
- "new birth to a living hope ... inheritance that is imperishable"

2 Peter 3:13
- "we await new heavens and a new earth"

Revelation 21:1
- "I saw a new heaven ... the former heaven and the former earth had passed away"

See also:
- Isaiah 66:22, Revelation 14:13

The Joys of Heaven

 

Psalms 16:11 - "abounding joy in your presence, the delights at your right hand"

Daniel 12:3
- "wise shall shine brightly ... shall be like the stars forever"

Matthew 5:12
- "your reward will be great in heaven"

Matthew 13:43
- "righteous will shine like the sun in the kingdom of their Father."

John 12:26
- "where I am, there also will my servant be"

John 14:3
- (Jesus says he is going to prepare a place for us so we can be with him.)

John 17:24
- (Jesus tells his Father that he wants us to be with him and see his glory.)

1 Corinthians 13:12
- "see ... face to face ... then I shalt know fully, as I am fully known"

Revelation 7:16
- (No hunger or thirst in heaven, no sun or heat shall touch the saved.)


01-20-2009 7:44 AM -- By: ,  From:  

Crux Sacra Sit Mihi Lux (May the holy Cross be for me a light).


01-18-2009 7:59 AM -- By: ,  From:  

Your visitors have left and gone home. The house is quiet. The adrenaline that you've been living on has stopped.

According to Dr. E. V. Hill, "Initially, you can expect great strength to do what you have to do. But then you can expect great sorrow. It will start coming in when the phones are no longer ringing and the people are no longer visiting.

"Then you can expect the visit of the devil. He is a booger. He knows when to come and what to say to make you feel even worse."

When your emotions have hit rock bottom, there is only one path to travel, and that is the path to God.

"Even to your old age and gray hairs I am he, I am he who will sustain you, I have made you and I will carry you; I will sustain you and I will rescue you" (Isaiah 46:4).

Lord, in my weakness and the failing of my limbs, lift me into the palm of Your everlasting hand. You alone are my strength and my champion. Amen.

 


01-15-2009 3:07 PM -- By: ,  From: AMS student  

words can not describe the way you touched my life today just looking through your memories, you have inspired me to live every moment like it is my last   you are my angel thank you McKayla  we will miss you

xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox


01-15-2009 10:38 AM -- By: MOMMY,  From:  

Hi Baby Girl:

haven't seen you in my dreams lately - can you please come and give mommy a hug ... for a few moments I feel no pain when you visit me.  Ask Jesus ok ... loving you with everything I have xoxoxoxo


01-11-2009 6:00 PM -- By: ,  From:  

I saw you today

Not with my eyes, with my mind.
I hugged you today

Not with my arms, with my heart.
I heard you whisper "Mum"

Not in my ears, through the wind.
My ears heard the thunder crack.

My heart feels the impact.
My mind understands

Why you decided to go.
My heart refuses

To believe it was so.
I saw you today.

Not with my eyes, with my mind.
I hugged you today.

Not with my arms, with my heart.
I told you I love you today.

Not in words...with longing.

 Author Unknown

 


01-11-2009 4:45 PM -- By: Randy Ariey,  From: california  

Hi KK I just emailed your mom. I heard there is no sun in heaven that God's glory is the sun. Thats pretty cool! Could you come in a dream again for your mom, she kind of needs it. Have you met all of your grandmothers and grandfathers? Well I will come back later to talk some more. I know all you do is smile up there! You know everythng is fine. your friend Randy


01-08-2009 8:51 AM -- By: ,  From:  

Listen to God's promise to you and claim it: "'For I know the plans I have for you,' declares the LORD, 'plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Then you will call upon me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart'" (Jeremiah 29:11-13).
 


01-07-2009 8:33 PM -- By: ,  From:  

"Grief doesn't go away
just because it is ignored.
Healing involves being willing
to hurt more in order to hurt less"


01-07-2009 11:05 AM -- By: ,  From:  

Today's Word from Joel and Victoria

Have you ever seen a palm tree in the midst of a great storm or hurricane? That tree may be bent so far over that it’s almost touching the ground, but when the wind finally stops, that palm tree bounces right back up. And do you know that while that palm tree is hunched over under the pressure of the storm, it is actually growing stronger?

The reason God said we’d flourish like a palm tree is because He knew there would be difficult times. He knew things would come against us to try to steal our joy and victory. God said, “You’re going to be like a palm tree because the storms of life will come, the winds will blow, but you are going to come right back up again stronger than before.” Nothing can hold you back! No weapon formed against you will ever prosper. No matter what’s happening in the world around you, keep standing. Keep praying. Keep believing. Your brightest days are right out in front of you, and God’s plan is to bring you blessing and victory all the days of your life.

 

A Prayer for Today

Father in heaven, thank You for making me strong in You. I trust that You are working in my life, even in the midst of the storms. I know You will bring me out stronger, wiser, and better off than ever before. In Jesus’ Name. Amen.


01-05-2009 6:16 AM -- By: ,  From:  

The mention of my child's name may bring tears to my eyes,
but it never fails to bring music to my ears.
If You really are my friend,
Please do not keep me from hearing the beautiful music.
It soothes by broken heart and fills by soul with love.


01-03-2009 3:09 AM -- By: Mommy,  From:  

Hi Baby Girl:

Tonight we FINALLY had Amanda's Sweet Sixteen Party at the Common Man in Windham, NH.  Although the service was slow - the food was awesome and everything went beautifully - except for the fact that you were missing.  I did include you in a Jeapordy Category though - Sissy and Me.

Ally, Kaelee and Anli were there.  It is so great that your friends and their families still hang out with us anytime we invite them.  A little piece of you is present when your friends show their beautiful friends.  I pray our connection never goes away.

We are so sad without you honey.  I having been praying especially that you go and visit Daddy. I think he could use a hug from his girl.  He misses you so.  I am blessed to have dreamt about you a handful of times in 22 months - although I would like more.

Loving you, so much honey, with every beat of my heart xoxoxoxoxoxo


01-02-2009 2:19 PM -- By: ,  From:  

Our Spiritual Parents

Joy and sorrow are never separated. When our hearts rejoice at a spectacular view, we may miss our friends who cannot see it, and when we are overwhelmed with grief, we may discover what true friendship is all about. Joy is hidden in sorrow and sorrow in joy. If we try to avoid sorrow at all costs, we may never taste joy, and if we are suspicious of ecstasy, agony can never reach us either. Joy and sorrow are the parents of our spiritual growth.


01-01-2009 6:24 PM -- By: John, bobbie, and Bethany Adams,  From:  

Our prayers are with you.


01-01-2009 11:38 AM -- By: MOMMY,  From:  

Happy New Year to you baby girl in heaven.

Started our New Year's Day at Mass, daddy even came.  What a wonderful way to start the new year.  I couldn't help but feel your presence all around us.  I was asking you specifically to wrap your arms around daddy.  I always feel so close to you just after I received Jesus.

Loving you and missing you with every flutter of my heart beat.

xoxoxo Mommy


12-31-2008 4:20 PM -- By: Janis, Bethany's Mom,  From:  

 Thinking of you today McKayla and praying your family will be blessed in 2009.  Sending you lots of love.


12-30-2008 6:03 PM -- By: ,  From:  

 

ANGELS NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS
~ by Christine Ross in memory of Lucas Christopher Ross 1979 - 2001


'Twas the night before Christmas when all through the house
My emotions were stirring, no one to arouse.
The stockings were hung from the chimney with care.
One stocking seemed lonely... my child wasn't there.

I was sleepy and nestled all snug in my bed
While visions of heaven danced in my head.
I dreamt of heavenly gifts she'd unwrap,
As I settled my brains for a heavenly nap.

Since the day that she died my life had been shattered.
There was nothing much left that seemed really to matter.
I dosed off to sleep but awoke to a flash.
"Could this light be my child?" myself I did ask.

Then as I gazed out at the new fallen snow.
"What was that light?" I wanted to know!
When what to my wondering eyes should appear
But a beautiful angle with luminous hair.

This angel was happy so lively and quick.
I knew in a moment my child wasn't sick.
More rapid than eagles her angel friends came
And she softly and tenderly called them by name.

They all stood before me in the snow and the wind
As I heard in the night the sweet message they send.
They want us to know that they heard our sad call
And they're really okay, not to worry at all.

As prayers that are prayed to heaven on high,
When they meet with a teardrop, mount to the sky.
So up to the clouds the angles they flew.
With a message of love for me and for you.

And then in a twinkling, they returned with their love.
They were dancing and prancing right up above.
Then all the angels, they flew to the ground.
One entered of my home without making a sound.

She was dressed all in white from her head to her foot.
And her clothes were all glowing and she carried a book.
Great feathery wings she had on her back.
As she opened her book I sighed and I gasped.

Her eyes how they twinkled her smile was so merry.
Her cheeks were like roses but I was so weary.
Then she gave me the answers I needed to know.
Her fluttering wings were as white as the snow.

As I stood there and watched her I felt a great peace
And a halo encircled her head like a wreath.
She had a sweet face and a wonderful grin
That beamed when she laughed from her ears to her chin.

Her hair was so radiant and appeared to be silk.
I cried when I saw her in spite of myself.
The spark in her eyes and the glow 'round her head,
Soon gave me to know that she wasn't so dead.

She spoke not a word but went straight to her work
As she checked off my name in her book... under HURT.
She looked at me gently and smiled as time froze.
She gave me a hug and to the clouds she arose.

She joined her new friends and she gave a soft whistle
And away they all flew like a sudden dismissal.
But I heard her exclaim as she flew out of sight...
"Mom, we're visiting all grieving parents tonight."

© 2002 - Christine Ross
© Revised 2006

 

 


12-30-2008 5:47 PM -- By: ,  From:  

 

THE SILENCE OF CHRISTMAS MORNING

~ by Christine Ross in memory of Lucas Christopher Ross 1979 - 2001

 


The silence of Christmas morning,
Echoes through my lonely soul.
No laughter or excitement,
Just the sound of growing old.

Growing old without my child,
No more light upon my face.
Oh how I miss Christmas morning,
In this abandoned... silent place.

I have memories of the laughter,
And the whispering joy within,
From noisy Christmas mornings,
But the memories have an end.

My child's life was quietly hushed,
Leaving us without any warning.
This one memory will always bring,
The silence of Christmas morning.

© 2004 - Christine Ross
 


12-30-2008 5:45 PM -- By: ,  From:  

 

CHRISTMAS EVE

~ by Christine Ross in memory of Lucas Christopher Ross 1979 - 2001

 


It's Christmas Eve and I'm lonely
Remembering you tonight.
Precious memories make me smile
But this pain within I fight.

I wish I could play Santa Claus
Just one more time for fun.
And watch you open presents
But your life is over and done.

I know you are the one that died
But I also died... someway
And so did every Christmas Eve
And every special holiday.

We have no Christmas tree with lights
And we have no jingle bells.
We only have this loneliness,
Not dead... but a living hell.

I'll still wait for you tonight
To walk tall through that front door,
Bushing the snow off of your coat
And we'll have Christmas Eve once more.

© 2004 - Christine Ross


12-30-2008 5:43 PM -- By: ,  From:  

A WALK ON CHRISTMAS DAY

~ by Christine Ross in memory of Lucas Christopher Ross 1979 - 2001

 


I took a walk on Christmas day
In the cool crisp winter air.
The trees bowed down before me
And they whispered in my ear.

"Walk lightly on the pathway.
Tip-toe quietly as you go.
Remember all the days gone by
Of the life you used to know"

Along the path were Christmas trees
And stars and angel wings,
Toys for little children
But no children could be seen.

Bright red bows and Christmas wreaths
And flowers all around,
Big brass horns and jingle bells
Although they made no sound.

Manger scenes and ornaments
And little twinkle lights,
Santa Clause and reindeer,
That didn't come last night.

Decorations everywhere,
It was Christmas at this place.
All was well until I felt
A teardrop on my face.

I walked lightly on the pathway.
I tip-toed quietly as I prayed.
Then I looked down and saw it...
My child's name upon the grave.

"It's Christmas", whispered all the trees
To the graveyard names below.
..And I remembered days gone by
Of the life I used to know.

© 2007 - Christine Ross


12-30-2008 1:35 AM -- By: Rea mom of Emile,  From: Johannesburg, South Africa  

(((Moe))) My heart aches along with yours this Christmas and New Year. We will see our babies again one day and it will feel as if they never left. Lots of love and hugs my dear friend. You are in my heart and my prayers every day.

 


12-27-2008 11:30 AM -- By: ,  From:  

 

  

From the heart of a bereaved Mother...

This is now what "normal" is...

 

Normal is having tears waiting behind every smile when you realize someone

important is missing from all the important events in your family's life.

 

Normal for me is trying to decide what to take to the cemetery for Birthdays

Christmas, Thanksgiving, New Years, Valentine's Day, July 4th and Easter.

 

Normal is feeling like you know how to act and are more comfortable with a

funeral than a wedding or birthday party...yet feeling a stab of pain in your

heart when you smell the flowers and see the casket.

 

Normal is feeling like you can't sit another minute without getting up and

screaming, because you just don't like to sit through anything.

 

Normal is not sleeping very well because a thousand what if's & why didn't I's

go through your head constantly.

 

Normal is reliving that day continuously through your eyes and mind, holding

your head to make it go away.

 

Normal is having the TV on the minute I walk into the house to have noise,

because the silence is deafening.

 

Normal is every happy event in my life always being backed up with sadness

lurking close behind, because of the hole in my heart.

 

Normal is telling the story of your child's death as if it were an everyday,

commonplace activity, and then seeing the horror in someone's eyes at how awful

it sounds. And yet realizing it has become a part of my "normal".

 

Normal is each year coming up with the difficult task of how to honor your

child's memory and her birthday and survive these days. And trying to find the

balloon or flag that fit's the occasion. Happy Birthday? Not really.

 

Normal is my heart warming and yet sinking at the sight of something special my

baby loved. Thinking how she would love it, but how she is not here to enjoy it.

 

Normal is having some people afraid to mention my baby.

 

Normal is making sure that others remember her.

 

Normal is after the funeral is over everyone else goes on with their lives, but

we continue to grieve our loss forever.

 

Normal is weeks, months, and years after the initial shock, the grieving gets

worse sometimes, not better.

 

Normal is not listening to people compare anything in their life to this loss,

unless they too have lost a child. NOTHING. Even if your child is in the

remotest part of the earth away from you - it doesn't compare. Losing a parent

is horrible, but having to bury your own child is unnatural.

 

Normal is taking pills, and trying not to cry all day, because I know my mental

health depends on it.

 

Normal is realizing I do cry everyday.

 

Normal is disliking jokes about death or funerals, bodies being referred to as

cadavers, when you know they were once someone's loved one.

 

Normal is being impatient with everything and everyone, but someone stricken

with grief over the loss of your child.

 

Normal is sitting at the computer crying, sharing how you feel with chat buddies

who have also lost a child.

 

Normal is feeling a common bond with friends on the computer in England,

Australia, Canada, the Netherlands and all over the USA, but yet never having

met any of them face to face.

 

Normal is a new friendship with another grieving mother, talking and crying

together over our children and our new lives.

 

Normal is not listening to people make excuses for God. "God may have done this

because..." I love God, I know that my child is in heaven, but hearing people

trying to think up excuses as to why healthy children were taken from this earth

is not appreciated and makes absolutely no sense to this grieving mother.

 

Normal is being too tired to care if you paid the bills, cleaned the house, did

laundry or if there is any food.

 

Normal is wondering this time whether you are going to say you have three

children or two, because you will never see this person again and it is not

worth explaining that my baby is in heaven. And yet when you say you have two

children to avoid that problem, you feel horrible as if you have betrayed your

child.

 

Normal is asking God why he took your child's life instead of yours and asking

if there even is a God.

 

Normal is knowing I will never get over this loss, in a day or a million years.

 

And last of all, Normal is hiding all the things that have become "normal" for

you to feel, so that everyone around you will think that you are "normal".

 

author unknown

 

 


12-25-2008 10:33 PM -- By: MOMMY,  From:  

Merry Christmas my Baby Girl:

Another Christmas come and gone ... and the pain is so bad ... we went through the motions ... but our sadness is deafening ... not sure if anyone truly understands how sad we are ...

We miss you so much honey ... life truly is so very sad ... I couldn't even decorate the tree ... Aunty Coe and Aunty Rose did it for me ...Thank God for them.

We miss you and love you so very much ... how is it that we were dealt this hand ... not to have you in our lives ... physically that is.

Loving you with every beat of my heart!

Merry Christmas my beautiful Angel xoxoxoxox

Momma!

 


12-23-2008 8:02 PM -- By: MOMMY,  From:  

Tried putting up the Christmas Tree tonight ... but I couldn't ... I miss you with everything I touch ... knowing the last time it was touched you were with us ...

Is there no end to this pain my beautiful girl .. is there no end? 

How is it ... that we are to soldier on without you?  Is this some cruel joke on us ... on us, a family that has always thanked God for the gift of us?

I only can imagine that you are busy up in heaven ... please come and visit.  Thank you, my love, for the visit on your birthday ... for a few moments all was well in the world.

Hugs and kisses ... missing you more than words could convey xxoxoxo mommy


12-21-2008 9:38 PM -- By: Ally,  From: MV  

Hey KK!

I love you so much! Happy 15th Birthday! I miss you a bunch and I mish you could be here this Christmas season...

I'll be thinking of you and your family every day!

LL


12-21-2008 8:33 PM -- By: Patti,  From: Amherst  

Happy 15th Birthday McKayla - one day late! Was thinking of you and your family all day and praying for their strength. The last time I saw them they seemed less sad, but always thinking of you and missing you. When we decorated our Christmas tree tonight we hung your memory angel and said a prayer for you to watch over all of your family and friends who miss you and still struggle with your loss.


12-11-2008 8:46 PM -- By: MOMMY,  From:  

Hi my baby girl:

Today is Amanda's 16th Birthday and how we miss you being apart of it .... she misses you ... we spoke a lot about you tonight ... we had dinner with Nana and Papa .. we all miss you so much honey - and my pain is great.

I know you are looking out for your sissy ...  we thank God for the 13 wonderful years we had with you ... how Good is God to give you to us - even if it was for 13 years ...

I hope, my love, you are watching over us and helping us ... we are so sad without you my love ... CHRISTmas is coming and we just don't want it to - but of course it must ... and what a celebration you must be having and getting ready for ...

Loving you ... there is not one moment of the day that my heart doesn't ache for you ...

I love you with every beat of my heart xoxoxoxoxoxo


12-08-2008 10:14 AM -- By: Jennifer Johnson,  From: Ashby, MA  

Dearest Sweet McKayla,

I used to work with your mommy several years ago and unfortunately time had slipped away from us and we have connected in a few years.  Something compelled me to look her up online last week in hopes of contacting her to see how she was doing.  What I discovered instead that day is something I will never forget.

I still cannot seem to get over this horrible news that I happened upon last week.  Why oh why would God take such a beautiful little girl with some much more life to live?  I know your mommy and daddy love you and your sister more than anything in the world and are missing you more than any of us could ever imagine.  Please watch over your family and keep them safe.  Rest in peace little one until you and your family are together again. 

Forever thinking of you,

Jennifer Johnson and family 


12-08-2008 9:00 AM -- By: ,  From:  

I Cannot Do This Alone

O God, early in the morning I cry to you.

Help me to pray
And to concentrate my thoughts on you:
I cannot do this alone.

In me there is darkness,
But with you there is light;
I am lonely, but you do not leave me;
I am feeble in heart, but with you there is help;
I am restless, but with you there is peace.

In me there is bitterness, but with you there is patience;
I do not understand your ways,
But you know the way for me…

Restore me to liberty,
And enable me to live now
That I may answer before you and before me.
Lord, whatever this day may bring,
Your name be praised. 

Amen


12-07-2008 7:18 PM -- By: Mommy,  From:  

Missing you so much baby girl ... missing you with every breathe I take.

Life is so very very hard without you! xo


 

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