Thursday, April 28, 2016

BJ's Memorial at Salem

This past Sunday, 7 weeks after BJ went to heaven, a group of people, led with their heart, to recognize a 15 year old boy who lit up the world with his faith and perseverance. This basketball park was dedicated in BJ's memory. It's absolutely beautiful. Thank you so much to Curtis Richards, Salem United Methodist Church, and everyone who put their hearts into this project. We are deeply touched by the love and support from our Denver community.

From WBTV's Molly Grantham...
A really nice memorial, for a really beloved boy.
This basketball park was donated to BJ Correll's family and the entire Denver community over the weekend. BJ died March 6th after an aggressive 3-year battle with leukemia.
BJ had just turned 15 two days before.
He had what friends at North Lincoln Middle called a "warrior" attitude.
You can read more on BJ in past posts I'll put at the bottom.
BJ's basketball coach, Curt Richards, came up with the idea of donating a park. He proposed the idea - people jumped in to help. This park is located at the church where BJ often practiced, Salem United Methodist Church.
Curt poured heart and soul into this, as did the many people and companies who donated their time and talents. They totally re-did the outdoor basketball court adn small park.
His mom, Michelle, says she was overwhelmed with joy.
I'll put a picture of her speaking at the dedication in comments.
Thanks to the many friends of Michelle who wrote wanting to get the word out. I love that. I love when friends lift friends up. And special thanks to Heather Rontti for taking these photos.

What he meant to his friend....written by BJ's friend

They had a nickname for me in middle school. They called me "sloth girl". I still cringe even thinking about it. As much as I would like to say I had tons of friends then, that had my back 24/7.. I didn't. I kid you not, I did everything in my power to be as unnoticed as possible. Don't get me wrong, I had friends.. Ones I would occasionally talk to while passing by in the hall. And I definitely only had one best friend. Which I am so thankful to have, even to this day. One day, someone ran up to me (yelling my name might I add) saying that BJ had stood up for me. "BJ stood up for me".. Let's keep in mind that this is the kid I had had a crush on forever. The kid who everyone knew and loved.. But yet he barely knew me. They went on to tell me that a, obviously quite obnoxious, kid had chimed in to their conversation saying "Sloth girl.. You like the sloth girl.." And because I wasn't there (I wish I was though) I don't remember exactly what they told me BJ had said. Nonetheless, whatever he said had shut the kid up. I don't think BJ ever really understood how much that meant to me, and I really wish he did. But I can remember hearing that nickname less and less. And how thankful I was to have someone like that in my life.

"It's someone who knew you, and accepted you, and believed in you before anyone else did.. Or when no one else would"

Even when everyone was so cruel, and had so many things to say..

All you need to know is that to have someone see you when all you wanted to do was be invisible..

That is a feeling I will never be able to explain.

No attention even needed. Just wanted Michelle to know the moment I realized this guy was someone I will never forget. And I hope no one else does either.


Carly and I had 2 separate male cardinal encounters today. This morning at breakfast, as Carly was saying the blessing, a cardinal hovered at the french door window right where we were sitting. Then it landed on the orange hibiscus tree (next to the window) for a second, and then flew off into the backyard. It was like he was trying to join us for the blessing and blueberry pancakes.

Later, we were in Carly's room with her blinds pulled up high. I heard the special cardinal chirp coming from directly outside her bedroom window. We looked, and sure enough...there was a male cardinal on the butterfly bush under her window. It jumped onto the shepherd's hook nearby, looked back and saw us looking at him through the window. He flew into a tree in the backyard.

Are these really signs? I don't know, but right now it doesn't matter.

Tuesday, April 12, 2016

106.9 The Light - Everything Comes Alive

Just wanted to share something with you... Music speaks to me often, and has throughout my life. Your station is instrumental in keeping my head above it all on a daily basis. God has used other ways as well to send me reminders and messages through the years. This particular time, I needed a sign, a message from God so badly. My 15 year old son BJ passed away on March 6, 2016 after 3.5 years of a fierce battle with leukemia. (Cure For BJ Round 2) BJ and I were so close...fighting a beast like cancer day after day for months...for years, brings you to an even deeper level of relationship that just cannot be expressed. Three days after he died, it was time to go to the funeral home for a private viewing, and I just was having a hard time getting myself ready to go. I went back into my room to attempt it again, and as I went in, the music on the radio changed beat, and it caught my ear. The words made me stop and listen..."And when my days are done, I've got a Hope that I'm sure of"...and then it went into the next lines..."I'll be with You in heavenly places"...repeated over and over. I just cried and cried. I had been begging God for a sign that BJ was ok...just give me a sign God, give me some comfort. I had not heard that song before, so I went to your website to see what it was called. The song was "Everything Comes Alive" by We Are Messengers. Now, every time I hear it, I hear BJ telling me that he'll be with me in Heavenly places. I know I'll see him again, there's no doubt about that. My son had faith that moved mountains, and moved countless others to closer faith in God. He was not only an incredible 15 year old cancer warrior, he was a warrior for Christ.

I donated to your station today, in honor of my son, BJ...forever in my heart, forever 15, forever a warrior, forever with Jesus.

Monday, April 4, 2016

29 days Empty

It's just that....emptiness everywhere.


Empty bedroom.

Empty laundry basket.

Empty place at the table.

Empty spot on the couch.

Empty arms.

HUGE empty hole in my heart.

Sunday, April 3, 2016

"It's My Honor"

4 weeks ago today....BJ crossed to the heavenly realm. 
I wanted to share a story with you. My sister-in-law came by on BJ's birthday to drop off some things and she had a few minutes to just talk to BJ. During their conversation, she told him 'thank you BJ, for letting God use you to shine His light to the world'.
BJ responded with "It's my honor".
My sweet, loving son...warrior against cancer.... Warrior for God.