A loving smile
A tender heart
A lending hand
Everyone’s friend
A tender heart
A lending hand
Everyone’s friend
Mark E. Hopper
December 25, 1960
January 27, 1993
December 25, 1960
January 27, 1993
You live in our hearts each and every day. With everlasting love, Mom
19 comments:
May God be with you in a special way tomorrow, and give you his peace. They're never gone so long, that our hearts don't hurt on that day, are they? And little reminders still run sharp daggers through our heart. I remember little Mark, and I'll be thinking of you tomorrow. Love to you and your family--Ruth garrett
Aunt Karen, What a sweet memory! Thanks for the reminder! I'll never forget my cousin who loved to antagonize my "little" Misti! He would come into our travel trailer and stomp on the wood floor when we evangelized and holler for her! She so loved him! Then he'd take us out to eat! What a blessing on the meager income at that time. One time, we were in Sacramento and he got the bright idea to go to dinner in Reno and then back through Lake Tahoe. Took HOURS, but spontaneous and fun!! We loved him and love you guys! Our thoughts are with you on Saturday! Susan
Sis. Hopper - My heart stings with yours. As soon as I saw his picture, I felt a lump in my throat and tears in my eyes. He was such a great guy and a good friend. We made so many memories in our young days filled with camps and conferences, pranks and laughs. You know, my dad loved young people and having fun. Just maybe he and Mark are concocting the best prank ever for when we all meet again. My prayers are with you today. The pain of loss never goes away, but I pray the Comforter holds you close and dries your tears. I love you and Bro. Hopper so much.
Miss him everyday. Love him always.
He was sweet, loving, funny, quirky, and protective.
He was and will always be OUR Mark.
My thought sand prayers are with you, Karen.
My thoughts and prayers are with you and your family. Thank God for the good memories that help our loved ones to live on. We never get over missing them but I know that you have found strength for the journey through prayers, friends, family and memories.
I love you all very much.
Ronda
Sis Hopper
Too many sunsets
Lie behind the mountain
Too many rivers my feet have walked through
Too many tears help me to remember
We have too much to gain to loose.
The eternal God is our refuge and underneath are His everlasting arms.
Love you folks. I remember your friendship to Gary when we first moved to Fresno.
Just discoverred your blog. You write beautiful words.
Keep holding on. One of these days we are going to make it all the way home.
All our tears, disappointments, heartaches will be wiped away and we will say,"I am so glad to be
home."
Joyce Baglin
Memories! What would we do without them? I remember what great times we had when Mark lived behind us in San Jose Ca. We had great times together. We left one night after we got off work at about 10 and headed to camp meeting. He said come on lets go so we did and had a blast. I was telling some one about him the other day about how he would deliver gas in SF. I still find it hard to fathom driving a gas truck in that traffic.
Thank you to everyone collectively. You are truly the very best. Love you all. Now, my individual comments.
Ruth, thank you for dropping by. I was so surprised to hear from you. Your words are so pure having known loss. We both find comfort in traveling back to good memories, ones that can never be erased.
Susan, Mark loved your guys so much, and did he ever delight in antagonizing Misti. The Reno trip demonstrates how spontaneous he was - but he always was a lot of fun.
Jana, he was a prankster and definitely loved life. Oh, how I pray he is with Bro Wilson "concocting the best prank ever".
Alisha, oh yes he was very protective of his sisters. He was like a Mother Hen, thinking it was his duty as older brother to make sure everything was in line. He loved you and Kellee with a pure heart (and Cameron when they weren't in their brotherly disagreements). Our Mark will always be in our hearts.
Helen, thank you so much.
Ronda, loved your words "strength for the journey". We do have some wonderful memories of our loved ones, don't we?
Sis Joyce, I love the words to that song. I remember that Gary, Bill Jr., and Ron Allen used to let Mark and Cameron tag along with them. My boys felt so big. I am so glad you found my site and dropped by. Thank you.
Kevin, that sounds like Mark. No matter the time, he always had to get to youth conferences, youth camps and camp meeting. Wanted to get there so not to miss the action (although some of his actions weren't always the best).
Thank God for the memories.
I pray that strength and peace fill your heart.
Sis. Hopper,
My heart is heavy for you and your family today. I pray God gives you much comfort. God bless you.
Catherine & Monica, Thank you for your prayers.
Sis. Hopper,
I was much younger than Mark but rememeber him well! Our thoughts are with you and your family!
Thank you for posting on my blog.
Love you,
Katie
Katie, Mark really loved your dad, and your dad (Ronnie and Bill Jr) were so good about including him in their adventures.
Sis. Hopper, I just now discovered this post. Sorry I missed it before. I'm so sorry for your loss.
I remember Mark. I LOVED his Camero! He let me drive it at Sr. Camp and I'll never forget it. The gas pedal was just a stick (no pedal) and it was a manual shift. I loved it! I've always loved fast hot rod cars. :) He was so much fun and such a stinker, as was I, and a lot of us at the time. *Sigh* :D
I'll never for get his funeral and how packed out it was. I can't believe it's been 15 years! My brother, Todd and Jimbo Shoemake died 29 years ago and I still have very vivid memories of that time (I was 18). Only when we get to heaven will our tears be wiped away.
God bless you and your husband and I love you.
WOW! What a joy to see his picture and flash back to some great memories. I treasure the moments of times past and Mark was one that always poked fun and shared laughs. WE STILL LOVE YOU MARK! Thanks for always being YOU!
- Marsha (Grider) Arnold
Tena, welcome to my little posting space. Yes, he loved fast hot rods and life in general. Even in all his mischief, there was this deep love for God. I do remember also the loss of your brother and Jimbo. In fact, Jimbo and Mark were laid to rest in the same cemetry. I too believe someday our tears will turn to laughter when we reach the other side.
Marsha, so good to hear from you. Mark was a character, that's for sure. I truly miss his smiles and hugs. Take care, and do come back to visit. Love ya.
Nothing is by chance.... little did I know that I would loose Micah, my brother, only 5 days after posting about Mark. Learning to live without a loved one is a whole new adjustment for me. Life is such a precious gift.
God bless - Marsha
Marsha,
We were so sorry to hear about Micah. Losing one you love is so hard. We must not let their memories fade away but carefully choose your memories and hold them tight to our hearts. Will continue to pray for you and your family.
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