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Tuesday, 21 February 2006

  • Po was my husband and the best sort of man. I haven't felt like a whole person since Saturday but I know God has His arms wrapped tightly around me.
    Everyone who knows Po, knows he loved to have fun. His last Sunday (Superbowl Sunday) at church he was so excited for the Seahawks. Many of you remember his booming voice yelling out, "GO HAWKS!" at various times throughout the morning. Well, services were over and many people were already heading out and I was anxious to get some errands finsihed before we headed over to Gordon & Jen's house to watch the game. But Po was out playing football with many of the youth group students. I waited for a while and finally went to stand on the edge of the field so he would know I was ready to go. Well, all he did was turn to me and jump up and down in the middle of the field and shout out in his big happy voice, "I'm having fun Baby, I'm having fun!" All the while continuing to jump up and down and throw passes. I, of course, didn't have the heart to ask him to leave and told him to just continue having fun and we could leave when he was ready.
    Well, when I close my eye's I can see him jumping up and down with heaven shinning behind him and he's shouting down at me, "I'm having fun Baby, I'm having fun!" And I don't have the heart to ask him to come back because I know that I just have a few errands left to run here and then I'll go be with him at our Home.
    I love you Babe.
    Jess

Monday, 20 February 2006

  • ______________________________

    Dear Po,

    Hi! This is Letitia and the last time i've seen you was probably a two-three weeks ago at the YSF bible study at EKC. You've really impacted my life a lot. I've had my ups and downs with God but now i'm pretty much stable with Him. You've influenced me alot, and I'd like the thank you for it. You're funny, considerate, and loving. Whenever you used to crack jokes, i'd always laugh- they were so funny!

    I still remember when you dared my sister to stuff a whole icecream sandwich in her mouth! I think she did and succeeded then i still remember when at the Fear Factor in the Youth sleepover, nobody could beat you in finishing 3 bananas in the least amount of time.

    also, remember when i was competing with the other teams and our 'fear factor' was to catch and hold a goldfish in our mouths for like 10 seconds? I had never done that before and i was scared. when it was in my mouth, i thought i was seriously going to throw up! then you were like counting down, "10...9....8.....7...6...5..4.321" then i quickly spit out the goldfish and everyone was like "hey po! that's not fair!" then you said "Hey, Letitia looked like she was going to throw up so i had to count down faster!" haha that was so nice of you i think if you had not counted down faster, i would of really thrown up haha

    hahahaha that was really funny. I'll never forget all the things you've taught me. =]

    I miss you already and it makes me really sad that i'll never see you again, but then, it's nice to know that you're up in heaven with God.

    I'll see ya in heaven someday, Po!!

    Love,

    Letitia Jap

  • To my dearest cousin Po,

    Po was always there for everyone including myself.  He made me realize that you can always be free and have fun even when you don't know anyone. 

    He was always loud.  I remember one time that it was one of my cousins graduation and when he showed up he could not stop yelling his name, screaming, kicking you name it he did it. To tell you the truth I wanted to move and tell others that I didn't know him.  But after 5 minutes he got the whole crowd going!  They yelled and screamed like it was a football game.

    He was absolutely funny.  I also remember when he told me a story when he and his wife Jessica were driving down Seattle and he saw a man dressed up as a taco or something promoting the store. So he pulls over and points and just laughs at the guy!! Then he just drove off.

    Over the summer, my brother had a graduation dinner and of course he was there.  We had two tables one for the "grown ups" and one little one for me, my brother, and my other 2 cousins.  I remember that Po said if we couldn't finish the shrimp give it to him.  So my table was already full and there were 2 shrimps left.  So my brother told me to give that to Po and Jessica. Me, being the youngest I obeyed and gave it to them.  As I walked back to my table I hear a booming noise saying "WOOHOO! I LOVE YOU, SANDY!" And guess who said that?  Po.  Everyone around us just stared blankly at him like if he was crazy.  When I heard what he said I just thought wow what is he doing?  But now I realized that he did mean it even if I ate his shrimp.

    I remember the night on February 11,2006 my aunt Cheryl and my mom were out in the living room in the darkness.  I can hear my aunt sobbing and saying that "I lost my son..."  Right there I felt my heart couldn't beat anymore.

    During the memorial I held strong not to cry.  But at the end when my aunt held his picture and started sobbing I couldn't help myself.  When my aunt's tear dripped all the way to the picture it looked as if Po's picture was crying also well at least thats what my brother said. 

    The last time I saw him was about 2 months ago when he came and helped my mom with some stuff.  By that time it wasn't even Christmas but I already got my present, a guitar.  When I was little I would always visit Po and I see these amazing beautiful guitars and I think to myself I will get one of those.  Being the way that I am of course I got one.  I'm trying really hard to be good, but its not going so well.  But something just keep pushing me to go further on.  I want to be as good as him. That day he helped me tune my guitar...and I have no idea how he did that. 

    Well to sum it all up, Po was a great man.  Even though I haven't had much time with him alone with just me and him only, I had a great memory.  I just want you to know that I really do love you too, even if I never did tell you in person or ever hugged you...You mean so much to everyone and always will...

                                                                                     

                                                                                             ~your quiet cousin, Sandy Ho

Sunday, 19 February 2006

  • Father, I love the way You hold me close and say my name. I know when my life is through, my heart will find its home in You. And this is my song of praise to You, for who You are and all that You do. From the moment my life began, You have been faithful. You will be faithful. Forever faithful, my Father.

    I can't even remember when I first met Po. Being a pew baby, it was like he was always there, always a part of the church family. He influenced me the most in my middle school years. He was the speaker at YFC 2002, and at YC that same year. His lessons were some of the first I had heard about an actual relationship with Christ. Before, it had been all about grade school Bible stories, but through those sermons I was able to see there was a lot more to Christianity than what I knew.

    I admit that I don't have a lot of recent memories about Po. The last time I saw him was at "Little Ling's" wedding. But he was one of the few counselors to bluntly tell me to grow up, to tell me I needed to step it up. Very few counselors have been willing to do that. They'll go to my parents or my aunt instead and tell them how I've been behaving- I guess I scared them too much of confrontation. But Po was so upfront and so bold, and I really had a lot of respect for that.

    He was one of the first guys outside of my family that I'd cried in front of. And yet he always was there to make me feel welcome. One Sunday, during my lip gloss phase in middle school, when I wore 5 different shades at one time, and layered the stuff on endlessly, he made me put this dark purple lip gloss on him. I thought it was the funniest thing, it was absolutely hilarious. He wasn't afraid to be weird with me, and it made me feel accepted.

    John 12:24-26 (NIV)- "I tell you the truth, unless a kernel of wheat falls to the ground and dies, it remains only a single seed. But if it dies, it produces many seeds. The man who loves his life will lose it, while the man who hates his life in this world will keep it for eternal life. Whoever serves me must follow me; and where I am, my servant also will be. My Father will honor the one who serves me."

    I know this isn't fruitless. There were a ton of tears at YSF Camp, and I know that through this experience, our youth have been brought closer together. Other seeds have been sown, as well. But sometimes I still find myself asking why. I know that God never makes bad calls. And I'm sure that in retrospect we'll be able to understand this a lot more, we'll be able to see the big picture, but it is so hard right now for me not to only see what is right in front of me. ~Lauren Redfield

    1 Corinthians 13:12 (MSG)- We don't yet see things clearly. We're squinting in a fog, peering through a mist. But it won't be long before the weather clears and the sun shines bright! We'll see it all then, see it all as clearly as God sees us, knowing him directly just as he knows us!

  • "For to me, to live is Christ and to die is gain."

         -- Philippians 1:21

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