Tate Joshua Hendricks - Online Memorial Website

This memorial website was created to remember our sweet baby boy

Tate Joshua Hendricks who was stillborn at 38 weeks on May 12, 2008. Weighing a very perfect 6lbs 8oz. You will live forever in our memories and hearts.

He was perfect from the beginning and even today he is more perfect than I can imagine. He is in the arms of our Dear Lord. Where his sweet little face will always be illuminated by the Amazing light of the Glory of the Saviour.

I will never wish you back to this world where we live, I only pray that we all may go to be with you, together in Paradise, eternally.

-Tate, my baby, I love you more than words will ever be able to express. I have talked with Jesus and I have asked Him to always keep my heart and mind focused on His work. Always putting His Will first and knowing that His plan is perfect, and right. I ask that He cradle me in His loving arms as He does you each night, and hold me close so I don't fall. I know that everything works for the Glory of the Lord for those who love Him. And His word tells me that He will never forsake nor leave me. That is a promise, and I am looking forward to the day I will hold you in my arms and feel, for the first time, your precious breath on my cheek as I squeeze you tenderly. 

....until then my little sweety-pie, enjoy our Heavenly Father continually!!

"I pray that every eye that reads this will be touched by the spirit of Jesus Christ and may you, Lord, bless them and draw them closer to you forever, for it is in Your Holy name I pray,  Amen"

I wrote this poem to my husband to help him with his grief. I just felt that God and Tate wanted him to know some things. I do not take any credit for these beautiful words. God spoke through me and I hope many will be touched. Please share with anyone you feel would be blessed with these words....

"To My Daddy"
from Baby Tate


Daddy, it's Okay to cry,

did you know I've seen angels fly?

Jesus is so amazing,
please don't stop praising.
For He will bring you to me,
someday soon, you will see.
My life with you was very brief,
but the purpose was not for grief.
Jesus wants you to see Him in everything,
even through times that are the most trying.
Before you go to sleep, look up to Heaven,
ask the angels to hold me close, right then.
When I feel them squeeze me extra tight,
I'll know you are loving me through the night.
Thankyou for taking care of Dawson, Brianna and Mommy,
they need you so much now, believe me.
I hope you know I can't wait to kiss you, Daddy,
but for a while longer we must wait, sadly.
Our Father is prepairing us a home to be together,
there we will laugh and play forever.
When we are together in Heaven someday,
we will never miss each other like today.
God is in control of all we go through,
He will never leave nor forsake you.
Through all the pain you feel from losing your baby,
Jesus loves and holds you daily.
The love I feel for you cannot be shown,
until the day you are called home.
Just know that it's okay to cry,
Daddy, I've seen angels fly!

Psalm 27: 13-14

I had fainted, unless I had believed to see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living.

Wait on the Lord: be of good courage, and He shall strengthen thine heart: wait, I say, on the Lord.
 

Without Tate July 2009

Written by Mommy

I can hear His loving voice

He took Tate from me by choice

I feel His arms around my heart

He is telling me that we are not apart

It was very hard to take him from me

He knew exactly how painful this would be

He did not want me to cry

and knew sometimes I would want to die

There is a reason for all the tears I shed

Each day that passes is filled with dread

My heart is so broken

Yet all the pain I feel goes unspoken

I must carry on and do the will of God

And down this long hard road I must trod

He is here with me and will not leave

All the words my Father says, I will believe

I cannot explain the pain I feel

It is so hard to describe, but so real

Though broken, my heart is filled with love

My Savior is looking down from above

Every tear I cry is in His hand

I will hold my baby in the Promised land

I cant wait to see his little face

and hear all the things he has done in that place

My Father tells me with great sympathy,

"My child, your journey is not so easy,

But it will bring you to places you couldn't get to before.

This pain brings you closer to me, where you will hurt no more."

 I found love in your womb, I was happy and warm

I heard your voice, I heard you sing, I heard your heart beating for me , and I loved you!

 I kicked and squirmed and sucked my thumb, I had hiccups and they made you laugh.

I knew all the plans you had for me, and I loved you!

 When I lived with you, I grew and grew into a beautiful, healthy baby.

I waited to see you, you named me Tate after my Grandpa!

 I heard you calling my name, and I loved you!

Mommy God loved me too, he said I was perfect and pure. 

Together with Daddy and you, God created me and asked me to come home.

 I can be your light, your hope, your strength, I will always love you, and will always be with you!

                      Thank you for my life

                             Mommy

                     Love Baby Tate 

What an Amazing Birth!

9-10-08

I would like to tell you about the amazing birth of my baby Tate.

Babies are safe inside their mothers' womb. All cozy, warm, dark, and cheery.

We love them from the beginning, and anticipate the day we get to see their sweet little face.

We take care not to harm them, scare them, or bring them here early. We rock them and dream

of the moment to come when they will be in our arms and we can hold and kiss them as we are

rocking them to sleep. We buy them things that they may not get to use for years to come, but

we know that we will enjoy the day they do. There is no question if we get to share the future with

them, it's just around the corner. Mornings of sickness, blood tests, full bladder ultrasounds (40oz!!),

and no more sleeping on your back. All the ups and downs are nothing just thinking ahead to that

day. The day they are born into our world, to be with us forever.

Scientists say that when a baby is born that it is a true shock to those little ones. They have to go

through the birth along with us. They were all safe and sound where they have been for 9 months. They

are very comfortable and it's "their" space. Then something changes and all of a sudden they are in

a weird place. A place they are not sure they want to be. It's cold. It's too bright. They probably are

asking "where did mommy go?", "where's my warm water I swam in for so long?"

Most babies are born crying, and I can't blame them. That's alot of changes all at once.

Well, anyway, my point.....I was thinking about my Baby Tate tonight, and God showed me something.

My Dawson is 9 and Brianna is 2. Both of them were born in the natural way, through all the normal

circumstances. Both times are still fresh for me, thinking back about them being handed to me. The love

I felt, and it grows daily.

But Tate, he is different. He was stillborn. He was not crying when he was born. He was

not cold. He was not scared. When he was born, not the born we have been talking about, but his birth was

amazing. The moment his little heart stopped beating, he was ushered to the arms of the Lord God Almighty

by beautiful angels!

His birth, you see, was grand. His birth was brilliant! From my womb of complete, unending love, he went to

Heaven. When he took his first breath, he didn't cry a single tear. He was not afraid of the glowing, radiant

light of the Holy One. There was no cold breeze, only the warmth of the Father. I can see his little face smiling,

coo-ing, and his little hand curled around the finger of God! Can you imagine? Can you see that? My baby,

snuggling up with our Saviour, forever. God continues to show me things about my baby that at first I thought I

would never see. He shows me my little one being held up in the air by Him and the most amazing smile you

have ever seen on a baby. I can see Tate looking over Gods shoulder at me, as if to say "See mommy, I am ok,

can't wait to see you here. I love you!"

Can you feel God in your presence right now? I pray that you all do, for

there is no other place I would rather be, than right here in the Will of my Father God.

May you all feel the love I have for each of you continually and thankyou so much for so many prayers and words

of encouragement.

--Lisa

 9-27-08

Tate Joshua, My sweet child,

I just wanted to tell you how much I miss you, son. Words can never describe the joy each moment of our pregnancy brought us with you. Your kicks, hiccups, and sharp pokes were amazing and brought joy each time. I would just smile and thank God for the little miracle inside me that I just couldn't wait to hold in my arms and kiss. The moment your heart stopped beating, you, my baby boy, were safe in the arms of the Lord and I am thankful for that. As you already know, we are expecting your little brother or sister, and I ask you to help me be ok throughout this time of great joy and expectation. For I will expect NOTHING but greatness from our Father, for He is capable of nothing else. I feel no guilt for being pregnant again, I feel completely blessed and happy. I can never replace a miralce such as you, yet God can add many more miracles to our collection. You are one of a kind baby, and my heart knows without a doubt that I will hold you again and rock you by the glow of the Almighty Father in heaven. God will hold me as I feel your breath against my cheek and He will say, "there, my daughter, this is one of the greatest things I will give you, for the moment this child was concieved, I had this exact moment in mind. All the pain is gone my child. Here, you and your baby and your family will be forever, with ME."

Tate - please know that you are beautiful and a true gift from God. I know that we are apart, but not in heart, for our hearts can never be separated. God made you from my body and you will always be part of me. Please hold Daddy close, help him know the love and peace that I now feel constantly.

I just can't tell you enough about the love I feel for you and the longing in my finger tips and my lips, and my arms that cannot wait to touch your skin again, for eternity. For that is the amount of time we will have together.

Can't wait to see you again my little baby boy! I love you,

Mommy

My Mom is a Survivor
My mom is a survivor,
or so I've heard it said.
But I can hear her crying
when all others are in bed.
I watch her lay awake at night.
and go to hold her hand.
She doesn't know I'm with her
to help her understand.
But like the sands upon a beach
that never wash away...
I watch over my surviving mom
who thinks of me each day.
She wears a smile for others,
a smile of disguise.
But through Heaven's open door,
I see tears flowing from her eyes.
My mom tries to cope with my death,
to keep my memory alive.
But anyone who knows her
knows it's her way to survive.
As I watch over my surviving mom
through Heaven's open door...
I try to tell her that
Angel protect me forevermore.
I know that doesn't help her,
or ease the burdens she bears.
So if you get a chance, call to her
And show her that you care.
For no matter what she feels,
my surviving mom has a broken heart
that time won't ever heal.
~K. D'Ormeaux

Image of the Angels
You were made in the image of the angels,
and all that was good up above.
A precious little star in the dark night,
Made with God's care, and with his love.

The day you were born he couldnt lose you,
For you were far to beautiful for earth.
He made a home by his side up in heaven,
You were taken by the hand before birth.

You said, "I must not go and leave my Mommy!"

God said , "There is something that I must let you see.
Can You See that light shining down upon your mother?
She now has a part of you for all eternity.
She will soon be in heaven here with you,
Come now lets go prepare her home.
For when the time comes for her to see you again,
She will realize that she was never left alone."

©~Terralynn Verge~
In Loving Memory Of Kristopher Owen Randolph 11-25-06
and all Our Little Angels lost too soon

                  When I Lived With You