I did see, last week, where another of my schoolmates passed on to his reward. I believe he was in my class from the 3rd grade through our graduation from high school. I've mentioned before how we lived with very modest means, but, this fellow and his family were really poor. His family was of mixed race with a strong Native American influence. He ended up with a very dark complexion which was not that compatible with the rank and file students of a Lilly white rural Louisiana community. We may have been poor but he and his family were 'Po!'. Having grown up with him, I actually didn't notice the color of his skin, but, looking back, I know he was not always welcomed into the class functions. He and I were co-stars of the senior play we did in 1964. We had the most speaking lines. I visited with him at our 50th class reunion. According to him, his life has been all over the page. I know he served in the military, had more than one marriage, and according to his obituary, he had several children along with three grandchildren. I was glad to read this line from his obituary, "He passed away at his home surrounded by family." Amen.
Thursday, October 8, 2020
Chorus from the 1941 hymn-song 'It Will Be Worth it All' written by Esther Kerr Rusthoi, "It will be worth it all when we see Jesus! Life’s trials will seem so small when we see Christ. One glimpse of his dear face, all sorrow will erase. So, bravely run the race till we see Christ."
Good morning. It is Thursday, October 8, 2020. By the time some of you read today's edition, we will be well on our way to be with family over in Louisiana as we celebrate the life of our sister-in-law Glenda. No one who lives in this world is perfect. We all have our peculiarities. The thing I think of when I think of Glenda is her unyielding faithfulness to her role as the wife of 'the man of God', our dear Bro. Milton. She did not marry a preacher. Milton was a farm boy who had learned to be a good welder. God had a different plan. He called Milton into the Gospel ministry. They were young parents. No one could have imagined how God would use Bro. Milton in reaching folks for the Lord. He had a different style of handling God's Word. The bottom line, when Bro. Milton showed up, God came with him and it was obvious. He may have been the most anointed preacher I've seen over my time here on the planet. He didn't do any of that on his own. He was a very humble man. He prayed his way into the presence of God and his dear wife was right there with him. Outside of Milton's love for the Lord, Glenda was the apple of his eye. God will honor her life in all she did in support of the man of God. She was also a role model to others, a prayer warrior, an excellent singer, a mom, grandmother, and great grandmother. This world was better for the ministry Bro. Milton and Sis. Glenda pursued for God's honor and glory. Amen.
I did see, last week, where another of my schoolmates passed on to his reward. I believe he was in my class from the 3rd grade through our graduation from high school. I've mentioned before how we lived with very modest means, but, this fellow and his family were really poor. His family was of mixed race with a strong Native American influence. He ended up with a very dark complexion which was not that compatible with the rank and file students of a Lilly white rural Louisiana community. We may have been poor but he and his family were 'Po!'. Having grown up with him, I actually didn't notice the color of his skin, but, looking back, I know he was not always welcomed into the class functions. He and I were co-stars of the senior play we did in 1964. We had the most speaking lines. I visited with him at our 50th class reunion. According to him, his life has been all over the page. I know he served in the military, had more than one marriage, and according to his obituary, he had several children along with three grandchildren. I was glad to read this line from his obituary, "He passed away at his home surrounded by family." Amen.
I did see, last week, where another of my schoolmates passed on to his reward. I believe he was in my class from the 3rd grade through our graduation from high school. I've mentioned before how we lived with very modest means, but, this fellow and his family were really poor. His family was of mixed race with a strong Native American influence. He ended up with a very dark complexion which was not that compatible with the rank and file students of a Lilly white rural Louisiana community. We may have been poor but he and his family were 'Po!'. Having grown up with him, I actually didn't notice the color of his skin, but, looking back, I know he was not always welcomed into the class functions. He and I were co-stars of the senior play we did in 1964. We had the most speaking lines. I visited with him at our 50th class reunion. According to him, his life has been all over the page. I know he served in the military, had more than one marriage, and according to his obituary, he had several children along with three grandchildren. I was glad to read this line from his obituary, "He passed away at his home surrounded by family." Amen.
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