John J Fromm - Site Memorial Online

I'll Walk With You!

Even though, I cannot ease your aching heart,

Nor take away your pain.

Please let me stay and hold your hand,

And I'll walk with you on this day!

I'll lend an ear when you need to talk;

I'll wipe away the tears.

I'll share your worries when they come;

I'll help you face your fears.

I'm here and will walk with you

Over the hills you have to climb.

So, take my hand; let's face the world,

Live each day- one day at a time!

You're not alone, for I am here,

I'll go that extra step.

And when your burden is easier,

I'll help you find your smile!

Dad this month is so hard for us, missing you especially in January. You have been gone almost 4 years and it still seems too fresh and new. We think of you very day and you are always in our heart. Please help make this year better for all of us. We really need some extra help here.

Dad, miss you and love you. Thinking of you always.

Dad wishing you a Blessed Thanksgiving at the Lords table. As you sit down, please grant the prayers needed and also be sure to ask the Lord for healing for Mom and may she have many more Thanksgivings at our table. Thinking of you today and tomorrow as always. Miss you Dad. Thank you for everything you do.

Dad I miss you so. This poem is one of my favorites as you know and wanted to post here for you and your visitors to enjoy.

Footprints in the Sand

Imagine you and the Lord Jesus walking down the road together. For much of the way, the Lord's footprints go along steadily, consistently, rarely varying the pace. But your prints are a disorganized stream of zigzags, starts, stops, turnarounds, circles, departures and returns. For much of the way it seems to go like this. But gradually, your footprints come more in line with the Lord's, soon paralleling His consistently. You and Jesus are walking as true friends.

This seems perfect, but then an interesting thing happens: your footprints that once etched the sand next to the Master's are now walking precisely in His steps. Inside His larger footprints is the small 'sand print', safely enclosed. You and Jesus are becoming one.

This goes on for many miles. But gradually you notice another change. The footprint inside the larger footprint seems to grow larger. Eventually it disappears altogether. There is only one set of footprints. They have become one.

Again, this goes on for a long time. But then something awful happens. The second set of footprints is back. And this time it seems even worse. Zigzags all over the place. Stops. Starts. Deep gashes in the sand. A veritable mess of prints. You're amazed and shocked. But this is the end of your dream.

Now you speak. "Lord, I understand the first scene with the zigzags and fits and starts and so on. I was a new Christian, just learning. But You walked on through the storm and helped me learn to walk with you."

"That is correct."

"Yes, and when the smaller footprints were inside of Yours, I was actually learning to walk in Your steps. I followed You very closely."

"Very good. You have understood everything so far."

"Then the smaller footprints grew and eventually filled in with Yours. I suppose that I was actually growing so much that I was becoming like you in every way."

"Precisely."

"But this is my question. Lord.. Was there a regression or something? The footprints went back to two, and this time it was worse than the first."

The Lord smiles, then laughs. "You didn't know?" 

He says. "That was when we danced."

By Mark Littleton
© 1990

More beautiful Autumn colors for you Dad. Thinking of you daily.

Dear Dad, this reminded me of a Thomas Kinkade picture and I know how much you loved his work so putting it here for you and your visitors to see and enjoy. Loving and missing you every day.

Dad as the seasons change and the days grow shorter, I find myself thinking of and missing you more. Guess it is because of the holidays approaching? This has been a bad year and I am so depressed from not being able to find work. I stress over everything and find it hard to sleep. SLeep is what I enjoy because that is where I can see you, talk to you, find answers to the many questions I have. I just know if you were here, things would be different, be better, as you always had a way to make everything be ok, perfect, as it should be. I wander aimlessly most of the time searching for the ray of hope, but then I find it in a picture of you, of your smile,or in the way you are helping mom from above and taking care of her to make sure we are all ok. I know in my heart we will be ok, but I need that sign that it will all work out, that all we have worked for will not be lost, that my faith will remain true. Please Dad, if you can give me that sign, I will wait for it.
Love you.

I'll paint you a Rainbow

to hang on the wall,

to brighten your heart

when the gray shadows fall.

On a canvas of joy

outlasting the years,

with a soft brush of sweetness

to dry all your tears.

I'll paint you a Rainbow

with colors of smiles,

That glow with sincerity

over the miles.

On a palette of words

I will tenderly blend

tones into treasures

of sunlight and wind.

I'll paint you a Rainbow

that reaches so wide,

Your sights and your sorrows

will vanish inside,

and deep in the center

of each different hue,

A memory fashioned

especially for you.

So lift up your eyes,

for suspended above,

A Rainbow designed

by the fingers of Love.

                                 A Hug From God

Sometimes I think I've got it all together-
I've figured out what life is all about.
It lasts a while and then it always happens-
A curve-ball come that I can't figure out.

I struggle to find my way through all the darkness-
the more I try the harder it seems to be.
Until I reach a point of fear and desperation-
It hurts so much I fall down on my knees.

A hug from God will ease a broken heart.
A hug from God will fill your life with love.
A hug from God who is your loving father-
is always there- just look to him and pray.
Oh, God please send your loving hug my way.

The room grows quiet as tears stream down my face-
the pain inside is all taken away.
A warmth surrounds my cold and shaking body-
As God's hand wipes the tears off of my face.

A hug from God will ease a broken heart.
A hug from God will fill your life with love.
A hug from God who is your loving father-
is always there- just look to him and pray.
Oh, God please send your loving hug my way.

ANNE,NANCYAND JOHN