Advisory Council
Our advisory council plays a vital role in enhancing the 4:04 foundation’s presence and effectiveness within the community. Council members advocate for our mission, provide valuable community feedback, and serve as an independent sounding board for our initiatives. Having experienced many of the challenges, we address first hand, they offer insightful guidance on pressing issues we face. Their commitment and expertise are instrumental in strengthening our impact and ensuring we reach those who need us most.
Lea Cheek
Our son Jim went to be with Jesus Nov 22, 2016. Jim was a lover of life and people, he love to make others laugh but he had a gift of making everyone feel loved and accepted, he loved to dance and spread joy!
We miss him but we are at complete peace and know that we will be with him again. Thankful for a savior that gives us abundant love and will forever keep us connected to Jim.
Sondra Harvey
God blessed us with our only son, John Michael Harvey, Jr. (JAKE), on April 10, 2002. It was extra special, as he was born on his Godfather’s birthday. Our handsome boy had a heart full of compassion and kindness, and a love for sports, especially soccer. With an irresistible zest for life, he embraced every moment with infectious enthusiasm and zany humor, leaving a trail of laughter and smiles in his wake. His quick wit, playful antics, and bright smile had a way of disarming even the toughest days, reminding those around him to find the beauty in life’s simple pleasures.
On February 1, 2021, at the young age of 18, Jake was tragically taken from us in a car accident. Though his time with us was fleeting, his legacy of laughter, love, and irrepressible spirit continues to inspire and uplift others, reminding us to cherish each moment and live life to the fullest. His memory remains a beautiful blessing, warming the hearts of family, friends, and all whose lives he touched, ensuring his joyful impact endures for generations to come.
Bethany Harvey
Loss of a loved one can be so surreal. Even after 22 years there are days you wake up and forget they are gone. I often have vivid dreams of my brother, here today; living life as normal adult siblings and getting to know my children and husband. Sometimes my dreams are of our childhood and teenage years together. The ironic thing is, out of all of these dreams, he’s alive and we don’t lose him. I’m not sure if it’s the brain’s way of protecting our hearts a little, or God knowing we need to continue that life long relationship somehow.
Aj was 19 when he passed. My senior year of high school. Hands down to this day the hardest year of my entire life.
Growing up Aj was the typical middle child, beating to his own drum and in our opinions our mom’s favorite. My eldest brother Lewis and I were into name brand clothing and all the trending music; while Aj was content with Kmart “kickers” (as he called the cheap sneakers he liked to wear) and listened to every genre of music except what was trending (a huge Bob Marley, The Doors & anything 90s country fan). He was so full of life- loved motor-cross, working on cars, fishing and always jamming out to music making up his own lyrics as he sang! He had this grin that was so goofy you couldn’t help but smile with him- he was a “tough guy” who didn’t back down or fear anything; yet his heart was so pure and good. He loved to tell jokes and make people laugh. His presence was so powerful and has been so missed.
12 years ago I was blessed with a son whom my husband and I decided to name after Aj. My son Ajay- is a spitting image of my brother. His looks, his personality, his no fear mentality and more than anything his love for fishing. It’s bittersweet how alike they are because it’s a constant reminder of what we lost, but also what God gave us in return.
Rachelle Moore
God blessed me with my only child, Alexander Todd Humphrey, on July 10, 2001. He lived life as if it were his last day on earth. He used to tell his friends “Tomorrow is not guaranteed, we go out tonight!” He had a smile that could light up a room and he had the biggest laugh.
Alex was a giver. He was always the first to help anyone in need. He opened doors for everyone and would take your shopping cart back for you, if needed. He would feed the homeless and he was the first the ladies would call if they were scared to walk to their dorm at night.
On July 21, 2022 he was killed in a hit and run accident at the age of 21 years and 11 days. I miss hearing him call me Mom and seeing his big smile. I miss all of his facetimes to let me know what he just bought or what friend he just met. The silence of it all is deafening.
I thank God for letting me have Alex as long as I did. I wish I had him longer but I am at peace knowing he is in heaven where it is beautiful and he is with Jesus. Alex couldn’t say “love you” when he was little. It always came out as “pub you”. So…. Pub you, my tater Todd; I’m patiently waiting until God calls me to him so I can see you again!