In Memory of

Matthew John Coleman
(August 17, 1977 - January 1, 2008)

Into the world they came, a pair,

Matt and Julie, two babes so fair;

They played, they laughed, they had no care;
 

A Christian home of love they shared.

Then entered in what parents fear,

Sickness now touched their Matt so dear;

Prayers were raised with many a tear—

Matt's life had changed that trying year.

At five how would that young child cope­,

Too young to know death, fear, or hope;

But precious words his Mother spoke—

That he'd find Christ to be his Hope.

Over the years death did it's best,

But Matt found Christ, his perfect rest;
 

And through the trials and all the tests,

His Lord, to all, Matt did confess!

Some days were fine, but many worse,

As the cancer ran it's course;

But ev'n somehow in great remorse,

Matt drew upon his Hidden Source.

And now Matt's found his final rest,

He's won his crown, he's passed his test;

But if Matt could he'd now request­
 

That you'd find Jesus as your Rest.

by Norman J. Minahan

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