If Tears Could Build A Stairway / Ruth Marin-Eason (Raul's Mom )
If Tears Could Build A Stairway
If tears could build a stairway And memories were a lane We would walk right up to Heaven And bring you back again No farewell words were spoken No time to say goodbye You were gone before we knew it And only God knows why Our hearts still ache in sadness And secret tears still flow What it meant to lose you No one will ever know But know we know you want us To mourn for you no more To remember all the happy times Life still has much in store Since you’ll never be forgotten We pledge to you today A hallowed place within our hearts Is where you’ll always stay
Cuando un hijo se va. / Ruth Marin-Eason (Raul's Mom )
Cuando un hijo se va.
Madre yo ando ausente, emprendí un viaje Y así lo debes de entender. Madre, no estoy muerto, de donde estoy te Estoy mirando, oigo tus plegarias a Dios Porque nada me pase, y por eso a Dios le Doy gracias. Madre, cuando entres a mi cuarto y no me veas, di tu oración de siempre. Dios, cuida a mi hijo, esta noche no llego, Pero vendrá mañana. Madre, cuando veas el cielo en alguna nube Verás algo que te llame la atención, serán mis Ojos, que desde allá te ver. Mi ausencia no te debe causar dolor, yo Regresare contigo y te voy a decir cómo.: Cuando oigas cantar un pajarito, cuando Oigas música que me gustaba, cuando sea de Noche y no llegue pensaras que ando de viaje, Cuando en la mesa se llegue la hora de comer Y mi silla este vacía. No llores por mí ausencia física porque yo Estaré presente… Madre, acuérdate del dicho del poeta que Decía: Yo salgo con Dios, si no regreso ando con El.
We Lost You Just Thirteen Years Ago / Ruth Marin-Eason (Mom)
We lost you just thirteen years ago, a sorrow that still sings of all the tears and emptiness the loss of loved ones brings. Your day of birth and burial turned out by chance the same month, and so each year when it comes round we feel both joy and pain. Our sadness comes from missing you, and missing you from love, and love from all the love in you that we became part of. Your love is still alive in us; we feel it ever new; our mourning's filled with happiness by memories of you Loving and missing you I go on helping others go through this new journey of throne’s that came to be our new life not by our choice but by your wife (Dianna Boatman-Marin)’s choice and Arnulfo Diaz Ayala they made a bad choice that hurt many people and they will have to meet the Judge of all Judges there is no escape and excuses no matter what happens God is the ultimate judge!
She told me It was one time, one affair, One Mistake well this mistake cannot ever be erase because my Son cannot come back he was murdered and God knows and see’ all. With all the lies and excuses you still have to face Him. That is why I can go on and live this life because I know some day soon JUSTICE will be done. Love is Forever, Love never dies when much Love is giving from a Mom to a Child! So our Love is for Eternity!NO ONE can ever change that. Our Love between Mother & Son was and IS forever. Something NO ONE can EVER take Away!!!
THE UNDEFENDED VICTIM - Happy Birthday my son. / Ruth Marin-Eason (Mother)
THE UNDEFENDED VICTIM
For me, no gavel hammers The scales were never weighted. My crime was that of a victim, My life was the price I paid. And when my life was taken, Why weren't my rights read? And the statement, "overruled" When they pronounced me dead? I'll never hear my rights Nor take the witness stand, No attorney to defend me, My fate was in a KILLER'S hand. Now the courtroom's crowded, As the defendant pleads the case. With just the glimmer of a tear, Cold eyes on a straight face. But oh, that I could take the stand, If they could witness my last breath, Could they live with the terror, That I went through in death. If they could hear my pleading cries, And see the hatred in that face, At least we'd know the scales had "Been Balanced" in this case. If I could, I'd tell the jury Exactly how it was, The fear and pain that I went through, Struck down without a cause. Did the jury carefully weigh it all As they listened to the plea? There were no emotions showing now, Just the hope of going free. The final verdict now is in As the defendant stands in tears, If only I had done as well... Given ten to twenty years.
His wife Dianna Boatman Marin only served 7 years 10 months and is free on legal technicality, not innocents! The San Antonio DA could retried the case. One thing for sure she still has to face the real Judge GOD.
WHEN THE FOG HAS LIFTED / Ruth Marin-Eason (Raul's Mom ) When the Fog Has Lifted
There are burdens we must carry And sorrows we must bear, And sometimes we're disappointed By answers to our prayers.
There are times our faith is tested And doubts and fears creep in, But testing makes one stronger Where there's a will to win.
When we pray that God will heal us, Sometimes the answer's "No." And it's hard to understand Why we must suffer so.
Sometimes sorrows beget blessings In ways we do not know; When we truly learn to trust Him And faith begins to grow.
Sometimes we fail to recognize God's footprints in the sand In the times that He carried us And we didn't understand.
We should never be discouraged By burdens we must bear For when the fog has lifted, We see Him standing there! Author: Clay Harrison
IF THE WORLD HAD MORE PEOPLE LIKE YOU, THAT REALLY CARE !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!M / Norma Rodriguez (friend of Ruth )
Ruth we met you around two years ago, when my parents were murdered. You have helped us through our pain. You also helped me overcome some of my fears when my son was also mudered, you went so far as to travel aound 200 miles to attend Bernie's murder trial. We will forever be grateful to you. Mrs. Norma,Carol, Janie, Olga, Tony, Elva, Mary, Steve, Lalito, and Marty. The Rodriguez Clan from Porter, Texas.