An Email That Touched My Heart...
Hi, my name is Luke Leavitt. I am Michael Johnson's cousin and a friend of your late brother, John. I first met your brother when I moved from Talkeetna and started attending Palmer High. He was the first person I met at try-outs for palmers baseball team. John was one of the few people who actually knew who I was and who I respected. The last time I saw John I had hit a huge wall and was falling quickly into the depths of heroine's hell and John somehow found this out. One day my phone rang and it was him inviting me out to lunch which was a great surprise to me for I knew the life that he'd left and the new one he was living and had avoided him amongst other people for the shear fact that I didn't want to be a stumbling block, you know? Well anyway I accepted his invitation and met with him. He told me of his knew found joy in Christ and the love he swore he'd lost, how happy he was and how he let me know that it was there for all.I dunno what happened but through our talk that day he'd encouraged me to enter a rehab faucility which I did in the hopes that I may start into a state of recovery and find the life and love I'd lost. That was the last time I saw him smiling, cheering, hoping, praying FOR ME. When I got out of rehab I had the great hope of telling John how much his words had meant to me and to thank him for being the angel I felt that he was (and IS) to me.When our friend, Travis, told me what had happened...well I felt many thing's I'd rather not say now, but the memory that John has left in my heart is one that shall be reveard until my time comes to meet Him and Our Father in Heaven, and now TARA YOU might now a little bit about who, I am just a remembering friend who misses your brother.
Hi, my name is Luke Leavitt. I am Michael Johnson's cousin and a friend of your late brother, John. I first met your brother when I moved from Talkeetna and started attending Palmer High. He was the first person I met at try-outs for palmers baseball team. John was one of the few people who actually knew who I was and who I respected. The last time I saw John I had hit a huge wall and was falling quickly into the depths of heroine's hell and John somehow found this out. One day my phone rang and it was him inviting me out to lunch which was a great surprise to me for I knew the life that he'd left and the new one he was living and had avoided him amongst other people for the shear fact that I didn't want to be a stumbling block, you know? Well anyway I accepted his invitation and met with him. He told me of his knew found joy in Christ and the love he swore he'd lost, how happy he was and how he let me know that it was there for all.I dunno what happened but through our talk that day he'd encouraged me to enter a rehab faucility which I did in the hopes that I may start into a state of recovery and find the life and love I'd lost. That was the last time I saw him smiling, cheering, hoping, praying FOR ME. When I got out of rehab I had the great hope of telling John how much his words had meant to me and to thank him for being the angel I felt that he was (and IS) to me.When our friend, Travis, told me what had happened...well I felt many thing's I'd rather not say now, but the memory that John has left in my heart is one that shall be reveard until my time comes to meet Him and Our Father in Heaven, and now TARA YOU might now a little bit about who, I am just a remembering friend who misses your brother.
posted by Tater at 10:32 AM
1 Comments:
That is unbelievable Tater. It's amazing to hear how John's boldness changed Luke's life in such a powerful way. I am so moved and inspired. Thank you for sharing this.
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