Through my journey with Shawn, I met Arsonia M. Leisure. Her son's name is: London K. Leisure.  London was born on Jaunuary 21, 1971, and was called to rest on May 21, 1989. I did not have the pleasure to meet London.

He was a member of the PAC-8 Championship Basketball Team of Pottstown High School graduating in June, 1988, and he was a member of Second Baptist Church.

I was really impressed by Arsonia. She has done wonderful things in memory of her son whom she loves dearly. She wrote the book: "London's Test of Love". I'm glad that I had the opportunity to meet this remarkable woman. She is only one in many remarkable people that I met through my Shawn.

When I purchased a book from Arsonia, she graciously sent me an autographed copy!

I noticed that her book was available through Amazon.com. It might be a little hard to find, but worth the looking. I can try and see if I can locate any other information.

Note:
I found over at amazon that they have a few used books of "London's Test Of Love" available, and that Arsonia wrote another book "The Legend of "Chicken Hill" - March 2005. I'm ordering her new book.

www.amazon.com

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From book cover:

Arsonia M. Leisure has faced every parent's fear and has lived every parent's nightmare. She was told that her son, a young man, bright, full of life, energetic, loving of family and friends, who was preparing to enter college filled with hopes for the future, had a terminal cancer. Then, a short while later, she had to tell her beautiful baby boy that it was okay for him to let go; it was all right for him to die.

Arsonia Leisure finds within herself "a mother's spirit" which has finally allowed her to share with the world, "London's Test of Love".

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"Servant of God well done; rest from thy loved employ, The battle fought, the victory won; enter thy Master's joy."

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Excerpt from book- Page 146.

The consolation that this story gives us is found in Ecclesiastes, Chapter 3, Verses 1-8 and reads:

To everything there is a season and a time
to every purpose under the Heaven:

A time to be born, and a time to die, a time
to plant, and a time to pluck up that which
is planted;

A time to kill, and a time to heal, a time to
break down and a time to build up;

A time to weep, and a time to laugh, a time
to mourn, and a time to dance;

A time to cast away stones, and a time to
gather stones together, a time to embrace
and a time to keep from embracing;

A time to get, and a time to lose, a time to
keep silent and a time to speak;

A time to love, and a time to hate; a time
of war and a time of peace.

Readers, I admonish you to pray without ceasing!

There is no time of night or day
When God can't hear us when we pray;
There is no time,
there is no place
When we can't draw upon His grace.

By: DJD

Found in "Our Daily Bread"
publication May 1, 1997