JoAnn Fauber Rabun

JoAnn Amerson Johnson Fauber Rabun

Warrenton, GA  – JoAnn Amerson Johnson Fauber Rabun, 58, entered into rest Saturday morning, February 16, 2013.  Rev. J. Scott McKinney will officiate funeral services to be held at James Funeral Home Chapel at 2:00PM Tuesday, February 19, 2013. Interment will follow at the Mitchell Methodist Church Cemetery.

JoAnn is a lifelong resident of this area, living in both Warrenton and Gibson. She was a loving, caring person who always tried to help those in need.  Being an open, honest person, you always knew where you stood with JoAnn. Her greatest joy was spending time with her “babies”—her family.

JoAnn was preceded in death by her son, Louis Ray Johnson; parents, Rosa Lea Amerson Stavely and J.B. Stavely; and her brother, Billy Stavely. Those left to mourn her loss are her children, Heather Nicole Johnson and Brandan Charles Johnson (Summer); companion, Ollie Rodriguez; ex-husband, Louis Johnson;  8 grandchildren; and many friends.  Pallbearers will be John Bowers, Kyle Davis, Eric Harden, Paul Hattaway, Edward Parnell and Maurice Searcy.

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I’m Still Here

Friend, please don’t mourn for me—
I’m still here, though you don’t see.
I’m right by your side each night and day
And within your heart I long to stay.

My body is gone but I’m always near,
I’m everything you feel, see or hear.
My spirit is free, but I’ll never depart
As long as you keep me alive in your heart.

I’ll never wander out of your sigh—
I’m the brightest star on a summer night.
I’ll never be beyond your reach—
I’m the warm, moist sand when you’re at the beach.

I’m the colorful leaves when Autumn’s around
And the pure white snow that blankets the ground.
I’m the beautiful flowers of which you’re so fond,
The clear, cool water in a quiet pond.

I’m the first bright blossom you’ll see in the spring,
The first warm raindrop that April will bring.
I’m the first ray of light when the sun starts to shine,
And you’ll see that the face in the moon is mine.

When you start thinking there’s no one to love you,
You can talk to me through the Lord above you.
I’ll whisper my answer through the leaves on the trees,
And you’ll feel my presence in the soft summer breeze.

I’m the hot, salty tears that flow when you weep
And the beautiful dreams that come while you sleep.
I’m the smile you see on a baby’s face,
Just look for me, friend, I’m every place

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