To The Sullivan South Family

[topper79]

Our prayers are with the entire SS Rebel Family during this difficult time.

[god1st]

May God bless you all. You all are in our prayers and thoughts.

[highball76]

Jan & Shane,

 

Human words seem so very weak, but we can only assure you that your friends & Jake's known & unknown fans do truly feel this in our hearts.

 

May God provide you some measure of comfort.

 

Our deepest hearfelt sympathy from your friends at your Knox Halls alma mater.

[loyalcharger]

Thoughts and prayers from Mcminn Central

[dvp4life]

Thoughts and prayers from Jefferson County Patriot family.

[SEC1rules]

Thoughts & prayers from Henry Co.

[10-2-4]

Our deepest sympathies from everyone at Science Hill.

[footballfan91]

you are in our prayers in greeneville

[Lost Old Dad]

I have put off trying to type this since I heard it. There is nothing that I can say to make it better, but know y'all have prayers going up from here.

[BTaylorMom]

Jake was the best. If I had a real live teddy bear it would be Jake Logue. What a blessing to spend every morning the entire summer teaching yoga to my boys. Jake came to my house for Rebel Yoga with the team for classes during dead week. We had yoga on our farm down by the creek in a shady, flat area. I have a few tiny game hens that follow me around like dogs and several of them joined the yoga class. One hen in particular liked Jake and really wanted to help him on the mat. He waited until I turned around to throw rocks at it! He later told me that he hated chickens but didn't want to hurt my feelings. I have the sweetest picture of Jake and his chicken doing yoga. Thus, Jake's Guruji name became "Sri Chicken." All the boys got a yoga nickname from BobbyMama.

 

At the end of each yoga class I always ask the boys to think of one person (besides themselves!) that they are grateful for. We have quiet prayer then say 'Namaste...'

 

After yoga we had a big pasta feed at the house for all the boys. Jake was on his second plate and I was pouring drinks round the dinner table full of giants. I felt his big ole arm hug my waist and then he said "I namasted you tonight, yoga mama." I was so shocked and delighted. He said THAT to me in front of his friends? His players? His brothers of bad? Then I looked into his big puppy dog eyes and said "I namaste you too, Jake" and gave him a bear hug.

 

Jake was THAT kind of kid. I hit my knees in prayer when he went down on that field. I felt like I had been in training for years to focus on prayer that hard and I tried and stayed and prayed and prayed and yelled at others to pray. My pastor reminded me yesterday that I was praying for MY will- not God's. This time last year (nearly to the exact date) I sent my son to drug rehab and hit my knees in prayer day after day for 45 days until he returned home--- then for the rest of the 365 plus. I felt like I 'prayed him through rehab' but I didn't. I just prayed and God's will brought him home to us and will keep him there until the day he decides not to. That's the deal. We gotta give this world back to God.

 

Love,

The BobbyMama &

Jake's Friend

 

If you have not heard this song by Randy Houser, it's worth downloading. Lyrics are below:

 

Have you looked around, have you heard the sound

Mama's cryin'?

Or do you turn away when you see the face

Of the innocent dyin'?

 

In these darkest days are you not afraid

That it's too late?

 

You gotta get down on your knees, believe

Fold your hands and beg and plead

You gotta keep on praying

 

You gotta cry, rain tears of pain

Pound the floor and scream His name

'Cause we're still worth saving

 

We can't go on like this and live like this

We can't love like this

We gotta give this world back to God

 

Have you lost a love? Do you feel like giving' up?

Has your heart been broken?

Are your kids okay? Will they come home safe?

And do you he there hoping?

 

You can make a wish, you knock on wood

It won't do no good

 

You gotta get down on your knees, believe

Fold your hands and beg and plead

You gotta keep on praying

 

You gotta cry, rain tears of pain

Pound the floor and scream His name

'Cause we're still worth saving

 

Can't go on like this and live like this

We can't love like this

Gotta give this world back to God

 

You gotta get down on your knees, believe

Fold your hands and beg and plead

You gotta keep on praying

 

You gotta cry, rain tears of pain

Pound the floor and scream His name

'Cause we're still worth saving

 

Can't go on like this and live like this

We can't love like this

You can hope the best, make a wish, the only answer is

We give this world back to God

 

Gotta give this world back to God

Give this world back to God

[etathlete]

Good post ms.Taylor. Hope the healing process has begun for the South family.

[tnchad1980]

Prayers and thoughts from Oak Ridge