OBITUARY

Timothy Alvin Bush

September 15, 1985April 12, 2019

To the great joy of his parents, Timothy A. Bush entered into this world on September 15th, in the year 1985, “fearfully and wonderfully made”. Two sisters soon followed, and this branch of the Bush family was complete. Tim’s early childhood was much like any other young child. Timothy was diagnosed as having Duchenne Muscular Dystrophy at 4 years of age, which is a very debilitating disease. As a result of this Timothy was confined to a wheelchair starting in his elementary years. It must be stated that even though Muscular Dystrophy would be a constant identifier for him throughout the rest of his life, it wouldn’t be completely accurate to say that it comprehensively defined him, for he went on to achieve quite a number of things regardless of his handicap. One major defining involvement in high school was Tim’s participation in a youth choir at his church called Genesis. Interested high school students would learn and perform a musical at different churches taking it on tour at the beginning of the summer. Not only was Tim able to go and do things not possible in any other setting, but he brought new learning and understanding to those around him, be it adult or classmate. This is the point at which his personal faith began to grow and flourish. It would be remiss not to mention some of Tim’s achievements: Upon high school graduation from Sandy High School in 2004, Tim wanted to go to college like most other 18-year-old students. His determination allowed him to complete 3 years of study in the area of graphic design. Difficulty in math forced him to finish an Associate’s degree in general studies at Mt. Hood Community College in 2010. Tim was the founder and chairman of a non-profit ministry, Enlightenment Ministries, which was aimed at bringing a greater awareness of the handicapped to the society around him. Tim wanted people to see him, and others like him, as viable and full-fledged members of society. As if those accomplishments weren’t enough, Tim also co-authored and self-published nine books, one an autobiography, and was working on many more when he was called out of this world.

Tim drew much joy out of life! He loved his family, his friends, his pursuits, his passions. Above all, Tim would tell you his greatest love was for the One True Living God who saved him through His Son Jesus Christ. Christianity was important to Tim, and you find it intimately interwoven through much of his writing. The Bible tells us that, for believers, “to be absent from the body is to be present with the Lord.” As we feel deeply Tim’s absence in our lives, we draw great comfort from that wonderful promise from on high!

Tim leaves many loved ones behind him in this world of ours: his parents Ron and Diane, his sisters Shelley and Laura, niece Vanessa, nephew Jackson, grandmothers Berta Bush and Dona Williams, grandfather Lew Williams, 9 aunts and uncles, many cousins, adopted family, caregivers, and friends. One such adopted “Big Sis” had this to say on Tim’s passing. She couldn’t have said it better:

‘Heaven gained an angel yesterday. An angel with the brightest wings, the longest legs and strongest arms. I am sure he will run in circles for weeks, or that is, until someone asks him to stop.

Tim Bush, son of Ron and Diane Bush, brother of Laura and Shelley passed away peacefully yesterday. Tim had his limitations here on Earth but his spirit and heart did not understand what exactly a ‘limitation’ was. For Tim, every day was filled with new possibilities. If you knew Tim, you knew he loved God. The bible says, “If you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, ‘Move from here to there…’.” Tim had faith that was the size of a mountain, not a mustard seed. Regardless of his hardships, regardless of what the world threw at him, Tim never saw a reason to stop loving God. With his mountain-sized faith and an innate ability to dream, regardless of his limitations, Tim set out to make his mark here on earth. If you were family or a friend to Tim, you knew you were unconditionally loved, that no matter what, he loved with every ounce of his being and then some. If you knew of Tim, you knew he was an artist, an author, and a non-profit business owner, and he strived to inspire others through his experiences and life.’

Tim's memorial service will be held on Sunday, May 19, 2019 at 3:00 pm at Good Shepherd Community Church, 28986 SE Haley Road in Boring, Oregon. The family would love to see guests wear superhero, Star Wars, or Avengers T-shirts, as Tim loved these!

In lieu of flowers, Tim's family would be grateful for donations to the Muscular Dystrophy Association.

Tim wrote this poem when his grandfather passed away unexpectedly in 2007, and it has special meaning for his family:

An Effect of Shock

By Tim Bush

My grandfather is with the Heavenly Father now

Has met the savior of man for the first time

He left this world in shock but has left his legacy

By doing what he loved to do

My heart beats sorrow, with tears running down my face

Feels emptiness, but know he is standing in the clouds

The gates of heaven open for him, and heavenly lights glows

Why fear this? The Heavenly Father states this,

Never fear these things my children, live it for him my children

My soul cries, wishing I had done more things

Such as being more involved, and more time to visit

The life’s calling is to keep living it in their name

Why should I smile? He is standing next to Jesus!

Never give up my brother, you’re loved ones will see you again my brother

My mind wonders, what I did to experience this

With the senses of living on, and keeping those memories

For they will save your sanity, having faith in God he states this,

Never put your head down my children, you have my kingdom waiting for you

My eyes stare to the heavens, with a sense of calmness

Knowing he is up there, watching the sun set on the earth

He is free from suffering and living immortal life with the father

Welcome my son, for you are in my safe haven and given my mercy

My understanding is unfretted, with content and trust in God

Knowing we are all saved by grace, it is reassuring to understand God

Why lose faith, God hears our calls and knows our hearts

My children never lose your faith and believe in me no matter what

My tears leave the inspiration, dripping the words of hope

Why the name of God shining through those words

Why shouldn’t I give up? Because he would want us to keep going!

Don’t worry about me. I am with God now, live in his name

That’s an effect of shock

Showing all we don’t live forever

And we must take what happens and live on

So live in his name, and trust God

The shock will become good

Services

19 May

Memorial Service

3:00 pm

Good Shepherd Community Church

28986 SE Haley Rd
BOR, Oregon 97009

19 May

Memorial Service

3:00 pm - 5:00 pm

Good Shepherd Community Church

28986 SE Halsey Road
Boring, OR 97009

REMEMBERING

Timothy Alvin Bush

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Shelley Zaloznik

April 19, 2019

Being Tim’s sister I have tons of memories but I want to share one of the most recent I had with Tim. Josh and I took him to a Blazer game a few years ago. He was excited to go do something with Josh and I. Upon getting to the Moda Center, he told us exactly where to go and what level to drive up to. Once he was out he sped off to the doors. We go in and went to the level we needed to enter the part with the handicapped section. All the door greeeters knew who he was. Josh and I had no idea what we were doing but Tim took off down the hall top speed. Those chairs can fly if they want to! He stopped right where we needed to go, turned around and looked as us like “ummm are you coming?” We are snacks and just got to hang out and spend some time. Tim never for one second doubted he knew what he was doing. He was strong willed and in spite of what some thought of him, extremely intelligent. He saw this world as something to conquer not something that he would let conquer him. We will miss you “Buddy”!

Cindy Rogers and family

April 18, 2019

Although we never personally met Tim...we feel we knew him through the Strength and Love of his Wonderful Family...How Awesome to be in Heaven in the Presence of your Creator....No More Limitations....
Well done Good and Faithful Servant 💕

Tessa Brookhart

April 18, 2019

I'll share something a little more lighthearted. Tim and I quickly invented a 'silent language'. Yup, not sign language, a totally silent, facial expressions required only, language. How did this come about you ask? Girls... women, 'the ladies'... as Tim would say. We needed to be able to communicate privately in a public (sometimes very public) situation. When attending the Portland Art Institute we worked on our craft, adding to this language. One eye brow pump meant trouble (he needed to use the restroom, or needed a drink, a physical need was pressing). One eye brow pump with eyes rolled to the right meant he was dis-interested and wanted to move on. Two eye brow pumps meant things were going smoothly. Eye brows furrowed meant he was concerned with the situation. Well, you get how this worked by now.
We used this language during any interaction... and one such special interaction still makes me laugh out loud today.
We went to Starbucks and the woman in line ahead of us turned around and asked, "oh, is this your son? What's his name?" Tim gave the one eye brow pump but didn't let it fall, his jaw dropped a bit and his eyes rolled to the right. All of the signs meant he had NO IDEA what to do... the idea that I was his mother was hysterical to him, because I would have been in grade school when he was born. I gave him the 'look'.. that look, the look that said, 'let's roll with it and have some fun!'
"Why yes, this is Tim and I had him in grade school."
You should have seen Tim's face, it was light red as he was trying to hold back laughter. She must have not heard me say, 'grade school'... because she proceeded to try and shake his hand. I lifted his hand and he shook hers. We said our 'nice to meet you's' and she moved to the other end of the counter to get her coffee (which was done at this time) and quickly left.
As the door closed behind her we started laughing so hard, we were crying. Although, later we felt bad for the deception.

Tessa Brookhart

April 18, 2019

There are people God put's in your life right at the right time, and this was Tim (and his family!) for me. I had just left a business that I had known for nearly ten years, started a pottery business and thought... where do I go from here? Little did I know what was in store for my life and working with Tim helped prepare me. When I met him he was attending the Portland Art Institute, oh my... did I dream of attending that school or one like it when I was a kid. But I vicariously got to live that dream through Tim. When he started at Mt Hood, I thought for sure I would never be able to help him in math, but I began to learn algebra (holy cow!) in order to help him learn. When I finally decided to go back to school, I knew I had what it took because I had gone back to school already, with Tim.

Ok, no joke I was cut off at the max length so I'm going to post two stories (although this first was not a story).

Cathy Rousett

April 18, 2019

I’ve known Tim and his family for many years. Tim was in my fifth grade class. He approached everything with confidence. Nothing was impossible. Tim was just a normal 5th grader with the same concerns and successes. He did have an unusual insight on life. He was more aware. He was respected by his classmates for just doing his best each and every day.
You will always be in my thoughts.

Michelle Gonzalez

April 17, 2019

Tim had his own bus for graduation at party and was able to invite a few friends with him. Then they decided to silly string him while en route to the party. At the party he was all over the place, his poor dad was exhausted by end of the night.
His brotherly love for my daughter as well.
Love you Tim. See ya in heaven.

Mirella Lira

April 17, 2019

Tim was my big brother, best friends with Laura since we were 9. Tim was always encouraging and always listened even though I know we probably annoyed him sometimes! For the last couple of years when I went over to visit home he would always ask me to find him a “hot chica”, even though I warned him latinas can be crazy he didn’t care. :)

Diane Bush

April 17, 2019

This is the full version of what Tessa, Tim's" Big Sis" wrote. Some of it got cut off in the obituary. Those of you who knew Tim will understand why I wanted to post it all.
Heaven gained an angel yesterday. An angel with the brightest wings, the longest legs and strongest arms. I am sure he will run in circles for weeks, or that is, until someone asks him to stop.

Tim Bush, son of Ron and Diane Bush, brother of Laura and Shelley passed away peacefully yesterday. Tim had his limitations here on earth but his spirit and heart did not understand what exactly a ‘limitation’ was. For Tim, every day was filled with new possibilities.
If you knew Tim, you knew he loved God. The bible says, “ if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, ‘Move from here to there…’.” Tim had faith that was the size of a mountain, not a mustard seed. Regardless of his hardships, regardless of what the world threw at him, Tim never saw a reason to stop loving God. With his mountain sized faith and an innate ability to dream, regardless of his limitations, Tim set out to make his mark here on earth.
If you were a family or a friend to Tim, you knew you were unconditionally loved. That no matter what. He loved with every ounce of his being, and then some.
If you knew of Tim, you knew he was a artist, an author and a non-profit business owner and he strived to inspire others through his experiences and life.
Tim bravely ran this race called life. Actually, we can say he rode until the wheels fell off. He is no longer bound by earth's gravity. No longer stuck in an imperfect shell. He finally obtained the ultimate cure. I am proud of you littl’ bro. And I can almost hear God tell you, “Well done my good and faithful servant, well done.’’

Wendell Hendershott

April 17, 2019

Blessings to you and your family at this difficult time. As Tim's faith bouyed him through life, may you be comforted by that same faith in your time of loss. Our prayers are with you during those days.

Our help comes from the Lord,
the maker of heaven and earth.
Psalm 121

MARTHA BACHLER

April 17, 2019

I have so many.
I have chosen his first electric wheelchair I believe.
I had brought him to the farm and he was 'running'.
Through the orchard, through the gate into first pasture. Across first pasture, across creek, across second pasture.
Diane told me later it took her 2 weeks to get all the mud off.
Also on the farm he wanted to use the outhouse. Got it done but never could get him to do that again.
He wanted to go up to the hay mow.
He wasn't able to climb the stairs so my husband carried him up.

FROM THE FAMILY
FROM THE FAMILY

Biography

To the great joy of his parents, Timothy A. Bush entered into this world on September 15th, in the year 1985, “fearfully and wonderfully made”. Two sisters soon followed, and this branch of the Bush family was complete. Tim’s early childhood was much like any other young child.
Timothy was diagnosed as having Duchenne Muscular Dystrophy at 4 years of age, which is a very debilitating disease. As a result of this Timothy was confined to a wheelchair starting in his elementary years. It must be stated that even though Muscular Dystrophy would be a constant identifier for him throughout the rest of his life, it wouldn’t be completely accurate to say that it comprehensively defined him, for he went on to achieve quite a number of things regardless of his handicap.
One major defining involvement in high school was Tim’s participation in a youth choir at his church called Genesis. Interested high school students would learn and perform a musical at different churches taking it on tour at the beginning of the summer. Not only was Tim able to go and do things not possible in any other setting, but he brought new learning and understanding to those around him, be it adult or classmate. This is the point at which his personal faith began to grow and flourish.
It would be remiss not to mention some of Tim’s achievements: Upon high school graduation from Sandy High School in 2004, Tim wanted to go to college like most other 18-year-old students. His determination allowed him to complete 3 years of study in the area of graphic design. Difficulty in math forced him to finish an Associate’s degree in general studies at Mt. Hood Community College in 2010. Tim was the founder and chairman of a non-profit ministry, Enlightenment Ministries, which was aimed at bringing a greater awareness of the handicapped to the society around him. Tim wanted people to see him, and others like him, as viable and full-fledged members of society. As if those accomplishments weren’t enough, Tim also co-authored and self-published nine books, one an autobiography, and was working on many more when he was called out of this world.

Tim drew much joy out of life! He loved his family, his friends, his pursuits, his passions. Above all, Tim would tell you his greatest love was for the One True Living God who saved him through His Son Jesus Christ. Christianity was important to Tim, and you find it intimately interwoven through much of his writing. The Bible tells us that, for believers, “to be absent from the body is to be present with the Lord.” As we feel deeply Tim’s absence in our lives, we draw great comfort from that wonderful promise from on high!

Tim leaves many loved ones behind him in this world of ours: his parents Ron and Diane, his sisters Shelley and Laura, niece Vanessa, nephew Jackson, grandmothers Berta Bush and Dona Williams, grandfather Lew Williams, 9 aunts and uncles, many cousins, adopted family, caregivers, and friends. One such adopted “Big Sis” had this to say on Tim’s passing. She couldn’t have said it better:

‘Heaven gained an angel yesterday. An angel with the brightest wings, the longest legs and strongest arms. I am sure he will run in circles for weeks, or that is, until someone asks him to stop.

Tim Bush, son of Ron and Diane Bush, brother of Laura and Shelley passed away peacefully yesterday. Tim had his limitations here on Earth but his spirit and heart did not understand what exactly a ‘limitation’ was. For Tim, every day was filled with new possibilities. If you knew Tim, you knew he loved God. The bible says, “If you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, ‘Move from here to there…’.” Tim had faith that was the size of a mountain, not a mustard seed. Regardless of his hardships, regardless of what the world threw at him, Tim never saw a reason to stop loving God. With his mountain-sized faith and an innate ability to dream, regardless of his limitations, Tim set out to make his mark here on earth. If you were family or a friend to Tim, you knew you were unconditionally loved, that no matter what, he loved with every ounce of his being and then some. If you knew of Tim, you knew he was an artist, an author, and a non-profit business owner, and he strived to inspire others through his experiences and life.’

Tim's memorial service will be held on Sunday, May 19, 2019 at 3:00 pm at Good Shepherd Community Church, 28986 SE Haley Road in Boring, Oregon. The family would love to see guests wear superhero, Star Wars, or Avengers T-shirts, as Tim loved these!

In lieu of flowers, Tim's family would be grateful for donations to the Muscular Dystrophy Association.


Tim wrote this poem when his grandfather passed away unexpectedly in 2007, and it has special meaning for his family:

An Effect of Shock

By Tim Bush

My grandfather is with the Heavenly Father now

Has met the savior of man for the first time

He left this world in shock but has left his legacy

By doing what he loved to do

My heart beats sorrow, with tears running down my face

Feels emptiness, but know he is standing in the clouds

The gates of heaven open for him, and heavenly lights glows

Why fear this? The Heavenly Father states this,

Never fear these things my children, live it for him my children

My soul cries, wishing I had done more things

Such as being more involved, and more time to visit

The life’s calling is to keep living it in their name

Why should I smile? He is standing next to Jesus!

Never give up my brother, you’re loved ones will see you again my brother

My mind wonders, what I did to experience this

With the senses of living on, and keeping those memories

For they will save your sanity, having faith in God he states this,

Never put your head down my children, you have my kingdom waiting for you

My eyes stare to the heavens, with a sense of calmness


Knowing he is up there, watching the sun set on the earth

He is free from suffering and living immortal life with the father

Welcome my son, for you are in my safe haven and given my mercy

My understanding is unfretted, with content and trust in God

Knowing we are all saved by grace, it is reassuring to understand God

Why lose faith, God hears our calls and knows our hearts

My children never lose your faith and believe in me no matter what

My tears leave the inspiration, dripping the words of hope

Why the name of God shining through those words

Why shouldn’t I give up? Because he would want us to keep going!

Don’t worry about me. I am with God now, live in his name

That’s an effect of shock

Showing all we don’t live forever

And we must take what happens and live on

So live in his name, and trust God

The shock will become good