Jesus Ramirez, age 54, passed away 10/19/2017 at the Clarehouse. He worked as a Middle School Teacher and Youth Pastor. Jesus was born on 11/24/1962 in Durango, Mexico to Guillermina Hernandez. Jesus was preceded by wife Joanne Ramirez, Children :Bridget
daughter and Bryan Son. Grandchild: Izaiah Jackson
He is survived by his siblings: Manuela, Norma, Rigo, and Raul.
Carmen moreno
Familia siento mucho lo sucedido los acompaño en su pena ,, atentamente: Carmen moreno,, y familia,,!!!
Richard McVay
I love you Pastor. I will never forget how you filled a void during childhood. How you used to call me “Rity”, instead of Ricky, how you would drive down I-10 at night whistling different police siren sounds while going to your work at LoMart…how you would stay up at night with me watching classic Kung -Fu movies…how you would play the Sega game with me, sometimes until 3am.
You showed me the best way to make a grilled cheese by adding sandwich spread. I remember you and Joanne taking me to church to get to know Jesus. I confess that the only reason I wanted to spend the night at your home was because of you. I never thought that was possible since I stayed at grandma’s and I loved it there more than anything. I remember you sleeping in Michael’s room during the day because you worked nights. I can still hear the box fan, or your black camaro that I felt was better than Joanne’s but traded it for your Nissan truck. I never saw you mad. You always knew how to dance and make everyone laugh.
I remember learning the word (blanquillos) instead of (huevos). Jesus, Pastor, I love you for everything you represented in this world. The last time I was in Oklahoma, you told me that the calling of a Pastor is hard. I still am not sure if that’s my calling but I won’t ask for it to be. Lol, But if it GOD’s will, then it is. 🙂
Thank you for the last words you told me when we spoke over the phone in September. The mystery of Lazarus. Thank you for loving me, because I felt it in my heart. I am so happy you finished the race and I ask GOD to make me into the person you were so that I may finish the race as well. Until we see each other again, Te amo Primo…