What An Amazing Son!
For the past hour, I have been scrolling through this beautiful memorial website you have created for your handsome and amazing son. While I never knew Matthew, I feel like I do now. Thank you, Carol, for sharing him with the rest of us.
The stories you have told here are an inspiration to others. The white doves you have seen at such meaningful moments are clearly a sign of Matt's life continuing on the other side of the veil. God has sent those as a comfort, and my guess is that Matt has asked Him to do that for the ones he so dearly loves. His little niece recognizing butterflies as gifts from her uncle Matt is beyond precious. Children have eyes to see things we adults miss entirely. I don't doubt that she feels her uncle Matt's presence in a very profound way considering the love he had for her.
From what you have written at this website, it is evident the love you and your son shared with one another. Your connection with him was extraordinary, so your pain is also extraordinary. I am so sorry for all that you have had to suffer as a result of his untimely death. A love like yours should have been enjoyed here on this earth for many more decades. Our only hope is in the Lord and the promise we have of sharing eternity with the ones we have loved and lost as a result of the death of God's one and only son. One day, you and Matt will be together again, just as you were meant to be. Until then, the pain of separation will always be there.
The pain you are feeling is all too familiar. Just 48 days before Matt died in his car accident, my son Jacob died in a car accident. Jacob was a freshman at the University of Georgia. He had been home for the weekend and was on his way back to campus when a heavy rainstorm hit. His car hydroplaned into oncoming traffic.
Both Matt and Jacob were taken in the prime of their lives-just as they had grown wings and were ready to really fly. We just didn't know that the wings we were giving them were going to be used in Heaven, not here on earth. We will see them again one day, and they will take our hands and share with us all they have done in preparation for our arrivals. Oh, how proud we will be of them, just as we are proud of all they accomplished here on earth! Until then, we will live our lives in honor and remembrance of our sons.
May God continue to bless your life with sweet touches of Matt, and may we all give God the glory He deserves for being loving enough to do that. Carol, you are in my thoughts and prayers. I also think of your daughter, Matt's sister and the pain she has had to endure, not to mention Matt's father and step-father.