Death date: Sep 12, 2022
Obituary of Justyn Robert Shoemaker Please share a memory of Justyn to include in a keepsake book for family and friends. View Tribute Book Justyn Shoemaker, 32, passed away Monday, September 12, 2022. Left to cherish his memory a Read Obituary
My deepest condolences for you at this time
Love you, Justyn!
I love you Son
Please accept our deepest condolences . . . as we pray that God provides His light of hope and peace in the days to come! With much love and hugs!
We are so deeply saddened of the loss of Justyn as we know that each heart is aching for the son, the brother, and the one that so many called “friend”. We understand that there are no sentiments or the right words that can replace the warm smile and laughter for those that knew Justyn best. We pray that through this undeniable time of hurt, unanswered questions, and profound grief; that God moves mightily to comfort, restore, and give His eternal hope to each in the midst of the pain of this loss.
I am reminded of the shortest verse in the bible, “Jesus wept” (John 11:35), at the loss of Lazarus. Although Jesus knew that ultimately His friend would rise again . . . He was still heartbroken for the ones He loved that were in the midst of their grief and loss. So, I have faith that even in this great pain, that He knows our hurts, and He knows our doubts . . . and He weeps with each of us in our sorrows and longs to comfort us.
I pray His comfort and peace touches each of you and that we can rejoice in the positive aspects of how Justyn touched so many people . . . and I pray that you cling closely to each other . . . and rest in the fact that there is ultimately a day coming for all that believe in which there will be no more suffering and no more tears.
But until that day comes, may God bless each of Justyn’s family and friends today and in the days to come and that He grants each the ability to join together in the warmth, reflection and celebration of the good times shared together. I pray that His words in scripture may give you comfort and hope.
“The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.” (Psalm 73:26)
“He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.” (Psalm 147:3)
“Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted” (Matthew 5:4)
“Therefore, you too have grief now; but I will see you again, and your heart will rejoice, and no one will take your joy away from you.” (John 16:22)
“Do not let your hearts be troubled. You believe in God; believe also in me. My Father’s house has many rooms; if that were not so, would I have told you that I am going there to prepare a place for you?” (John 14:1-2)
“He will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and death shall be no more, neither shall there be mourning, nor crying, nor pain anymore, for the former things have passed away” (Revelation 21:4)
“Yet this I call to mind and therefore I have hope: Because of the Lord’s great love we are not consumed, for His compassions never fail. They are new every morning; Great is Your faithfulness.” (Lamentations 3:21-23)
Our Sincerest Condolences ...
Justyn, Scooter, Goober, Baby ShoeThew…
I remember when dad came home from being in Houston and told us stories of these kids our age that refused to be called by their real names. His face lit up, laughing at the quick wit and cheeky personalities these little people had. I didn’t know who they were but I could feel that there was something special about them, I even remember trying to think of my own nickname so I could be as funny and cool as those kids in Texas. Little did I know that those kids would become my closest friends and people I would call my family. I’m so grateful to my parents for bringing you into my life. From day dot I’ve always been in awe of you, Justyn. Even when me, you and Austyn fought like little assholes on beaches in Spain, ruining each other sand castles it was all for the need and want to impress you, to be as cool as you, to be accepted by you.
You taught me so much without even realising it! You taught me to love punk music, to listen to The Distillers so loud it makes your “heart beat faster” (cheesy lyric quote there, notice it?) You taught me that the X Games is a sporting event that should never be overlooked… “Banging boards like monkeys! Bring home the bacon, Bucky!” You taught me the word goober. You taught me that being a goofball was allowed and being myself was totally ok, that I didn’t have to apologise for the “weird stuff”. You taught me how to play Halo and how to get past Cookie on the stairs without her attacking me. You tried to teach me how to ollie a skateboard, never letting go of my hands to keep me from falling. And if that isn’t the most relevant metaphor for who you were for me in our teenage years, I don’t know what is.
When I came to stay in 2005, I don’t think many people knew that we’d been emailing back and forth for a year; always making sure our emails had black backgrounds with bold red or pink font because we were so emo We shared so much with each other, from what we were going through and how we felt to just catching up on our days and talking about how awesome cats were. A deeper connection grew between us. Hell, we almost fell in love! You had the ability to make me not feel alone, even though you were miles away. And when I stayed that summer, you always could instantly tell when I felt nervous or anxious (even when I didn’t realize it myself!), all you’d do was squeeze my leg or hand; or just even give me that look you did with raised eyebrows; just to let me know you saw me and you were there for me. And even years later, you still expressed all that unwavering love, support and understanding of me and everyone around you.
I’ll never forget the time our dads were driving us kids to Astro World. We were listening to Green Day International Super Hits, laid down in the boot of the car because our parents refused to take us in two cars! And you were cracking smart arse jokes that had me laughing so hard my tummy hurt. No one could outwit you! No one had a goofier, more infectious laugh. No one could get away with the shit you could!
Or the time at the crawfish boil when we snuck off to create the most “American” scene we could. I think we spent about an hour making U.S.A. out of red solo cups, on a trailer with laid next to our master piece, posing with your skateboard and an American flag!! All just for one photo to take the piss out of Tom and his obsession with America. It was just me and you being goofy and belly laughing the whole time.
Justyn, I wish my 16 year old self could sit down with 32 year old you and fully explain how in awe I am of you and how much my heart is breaking now. How much you influenced the person I am today. And how a piece of me is now lost without you in this world. I don’t feel like I’m doing this justice. I just wish I could’ve returned the favour and held your hands tighter to stop you from falling.
I want you to know I still have the plaited plastic bracelet you
Justyn’’s smile and laughter always lit up the room. He was a beautiful person. His presence will be missed
May your memory live on in the happiness you gave all of us. Rest Easy.
In leu of flowers, we would appreciate a gift donation to the Recovery Centered Living LLC in support of Justyn’s fellow brothers and sisters in the recovery community.
