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Memories and Condolences
for Sarah Armstrong
September 26, 2008
Heaven's doors, are opened
And Christ awaits, For all the Saints to be
That day, soon is coming
In Him, there's victory,
Enter, if you will
But there is, only One Door
One Way, for all to get there
And enjoy, all God has in store,
Anyone, can come and go
He bids, whosoever will
Come unto God, through Jesus Christ
They keep on coming, still,
Awaiting, that day of Redemption
If in Jesus Christ, you are
Heading toward, your heavenly home
And so much, better off by far.
September 26, 2008
Every moment in time, is a memory
fastened to it's own conception
if you stretch the mind, I'm sure you will find
it changes with each perception
So briefly you surface, to catch the wind
and see the light of day
to glory in the love of God
before you're swept away
For soon the world will be forgotten
when tears no longer spill
and in the hearts of precious few
your place is left to fill
So it matters not, how the life is lost
with all it's pages written
the question to ask, is only the cost
and what side of death you'll be sittin
KEVIN COMBS
September 25, 2008
Beyond the sunset, O blissful morning.
When with our Saviour heaven is begun.
Earth's toiling ended, O glorious dawning
Beyond the sunset when day is done.
Should you go first and I remain to walk the road alone
I'll live in memory's garden dear with happy days we've known
In spring I'll watch for roses red and shades of lilac blue
In early fall when brown leaves fall I'll catch a glimpse of you
Should you go first and I remain to finish with the scroll
No lenghtening shadows shall creep in to make this life seem droll
We've known so much of happiness and we've had our cup of joy
But memory is one gift of God that death cannot destroy
Should you go first and I remain for battles to be fought
Each thing you've touched along the way will be a hallowed spot
I'll hear your voice I'll see your smile though blindly I may grope
But memories of your helping hand will buoy me on with hope
Should you go first and I remain there's one thing I'd have you do
Walk slowly down that long long path for soon I'll follow you
And I want to know each step you take so that I may walk the same
For someday down that lonely road you'll hear me call your name
Beyond the sunset, O glad reunion,
With our dear loved ones who've gone before,
In that fair homeland we'll know no parting.
Beyond the sunset forever more.
Beyond the sunset forever more.
LOUISE RONEY
September 25, 2008
(And life is worth the living just because He lives)
God sent his son, they called him Jesus
He came to love, to heal and forgive
He bled and died to buy my pardon
An empty grave is there to prove
My Jesus lives.
Because He lives I can face tomorrow
Because He lives all fear is gone
Because I know He holds the future
My life is worth the living
Just because He lives.
And then one day I'll cross that river
I'll fight life's final war life's final war with pain
And then as death gives way to victory
I'll see the lights of glory
And I'll know my Jesus lives.
Because He lives I can face tomorrow
Because He lives all fear is gone
Because I know He holds the future
My life is worth the living
Just because He lives.
Because He lives I can face tomorrow
Because He lives all fear is gone
Because I know He holds the future
My life is worth the living
Just because He lives.
My life is worth the living
Just because He lives.
CAROLINA JOYCE
September 25, 2008
There is a place I go to rest
At the feet of God
There is a place where I am blessed
At the feet of God
There are times when I am weak
At the feet of God
He knows my needs before I speak
At the Feet of God
He Knows my name my soul is claimed
At the Feet of God
Still The same oh, Praise his name
At the feet of God
There's safety from the raging storm.
At the feet of God
The love that keeps me from all harm
Is at the feet of God
A healing Power flows for me
At the Feet of God
His blood will cleanse and make me free
At the feet of God
Still the same oh praise his name
At the Feet of God.
September 25, 2008
Amazing grace how sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me
I once was lost but now I'm found was blind but now I see
Twas grace that taught my heart to fear and grace my fears relived
How precious did that grace appear the hours I first believed
When we've been there ten thousand years bright shining as the sun
We've no less days to sing God's praise then when we first begun
Mary & Orlander Harrison
September 24, 2008
Rest in peace, Mama Dear. You have earned your seat in the Kingdom. To all the family: May God grant you peace and comfort in the loss of one so very dear to you. Love you all!
JOAN WALTERS
September 24, 2008
You ask me "what is my religion"?
Now what if I say I have None?
You'll be wrongly impressed,
And unduly distressed
So wait - I have only begun.
My creed in the sense that you mean it,
Has no single symbol, or sign.
Big, impressive, or small,
There is good in them all,
So perhaps Your religion is mine.
My doctrine is any that stands
For the honor and virtue of men.
For whatever we preach,
We're all striving to reach
A mutual goal in the end.
My church is the one that is nearest
Wherever I happen to be.
The place where men go
Their devotion to show,
Is good - and sufficient for me.
What matters the Name on the mileposts
That stand by the path you have trod?
If the pathway leads UP
Then at last you shall sup
With the infinite army of God.
I've dreamed many dreams that never came true,
I've seen them vanish at dawn,
But I've realized enough of my dreams, thank God,
To make me to want to dream on.
I've prayed many prayers when no answer came
Though I waited patient and long,
But answers have come to enough of my prayers
To make me keep praying on.
I've trusted many a friend that failed,
And left me to weep alone,
But I've found enough of my friends true blue,
To make me keep trusting on.
I've sown many a seed that fell by the way
For the birds to feed upon,
But I've held enough golden sheaves in my hands
To make me keep sowing on.
I've drained the cup of disappointment and pain
And gone many days without song,
But I've sipped enough nectar from the roses of life
To make me want to live on.
As the day ends and the sun goes down
And the sun sheds its last rays of light
I think to myself as I look around,
"Have I spent my day living right?"
As the day ends and the sun goes down
I thank the Lord for this day I have owned
And as the night steals in without a sound
I feel His presence and know I am not alone
As the day ends and the sun goes down
I count my many shares and blessings
And recall what's right can be found
In His wonderful teachings and lessons
When Christ was on earth, the dogwood grew
To a towering size with a lovely hue.
Its branches were strong and interwoven
And for Christ's cross its timbers were chosen
Being distressed at the use of the wood
Christ made a promise which still holds good:
"Not ever again shall the dogwood grow
To be large enough for a tree, and so
Slender and twisted it shall always be
With cross-shaped blossoms for all to see.
The petals shall have bloodstains marked brown
And in the blossom's center a thorny crown.
All who see it will think of Me,
Nailed to a cross from a dogwood tree.
Protected and cherished this tree shall be
A reflection to all of My agony."
Until I learned to trust the Lord,
I never learned to pray;
And never learned to fully trust,
Til sorrow came my way.
Until I felt my weakness,
His strength I never knew,
Nor dreamed, til I was stricken,
that He could see me through.
He who drinks deepest sorrow
Drinks deepest too of grace,
God sends the storm so He, himself,
Can be our resting place.
His heart, who seeks our deepest good,
Knows well when things annoy;
We would not yearn for Heaven
If earth held only joy!
Phil Powell
September 24, 2008
"May God Bless you and your family". Sounds like mom had a wonderful life.
Tina Barron
September 24, 2008
Mr. Armstrong, I'm sorry about your Mother. May God Bless you and your family!!!!!!!! Tina in cafeteria, (BEP).
Marjorie Freeman
September 24, 2008
All my prayers are with you Mr. Armstrong and your family!!!!!!!!
Aurjorie Freeman
September 24, 2008
May God bless you Mr. Armstrong and your family!!!!!!!!
Sidney Burch
September 24, 2008
Our thoughts and prayers are with you in your time of grief. May your memories bring you comfort.
Linda Spriggs
September 24, 2008
My thoughts and prayers are with you in your time of grief. May your memories bring you comfort.
ALDON ROGERS
September 24, 2008
There will be a brighter tomorrow someday
I'll look up and the clouds will move away
And when I hear that trumpet's loud blast
I will know that Jesus has returned at last.
There will be a brighter tomorrow someday
When I'll see Jesus in His glorified array
All God's children will be taken up in the air
Others will be confessing and saying prayers
There will be a brighter tomorrow someday
I'll be watching, waiting; I won't be afraid
It will be a great Heaven going home time
And I pray to Jesus no one gets left behind
DONALD AND KATHY BRIDGEMAN
September 24, 2008
We all have an inheritance from a King
We are children of God, that's what I mean
If we let Jesus wash all of our sins away
We will own a Heavenly mansion one bright day
We all have an inheritance from a King
And unto us will be given many things
There will be no poor; no one will do without
Jesus will provide and on that you can count
We all have an inheritance from a King
And we can all go to that Heavenly scene
Jesus will place many jewels in our crowns
And we'll be as rich as anyone around
BETTY NEWCOMB
September 24, 2008
I want to reach for a higher plateau
Valley vistas and mountain ridges are just too low
And when I get to one mountain top
I'm going to scale over; I'm not going to stop
I want to reach for a higher plateau
No looking back for me; onward I will go
I will rise with the first morning light
And praise God with a cheerful delight
I want to reach for a higher plateau
Because I want to see the saints of old
I want to stand beside Heaven's Pearly Gates
And dine with Jesus in that Heavenly place
MEAGAN
September 24, 2008
I carry a cross in my pocket
A simple reminder to me
Of the fact that I am a Christian
No matter where I may be.
This little cross is not magic,
Nor is it a good luck charm
It isn't meant to protect me
From every physical harm.
It's not for identification
For all the world to see
It's simply an understanding
Between my Savior and me.
When I put my hand in my pocket
To bring out a coin or a key
The cross is there to remind me
Of the price He paid for me.
It reminds me, too, to be thankful
For my blessings day by day
And to strive to serve Him better
In all that I do and say.
It's also a daily reminder
Of the peace and comfort I share
With all who know my Master
And give themselves to His care.
So, I carry a cross in my pocket
Reminding no one but me
That Jesus Christ is the Lord of my life
If only I'll let Him be.
sara dunn
September 24, 2008
There is a heavenly city built beyond the skies
It is a wonderful place, worthy of a prize
Someone is there now, preparing a place for you
It is a place to go, when your life here is through
It is a city of brotherly love and everlasting peace
Where all your pains and sufferings will finally cease
It is a city of abundance, with streets made of gold
It is a land of milk and honey, or so I have been told
You will not be alone in that heavenly place
You will be welcomed by a warm embrace
You will meet old friends and some love ones too
For they are there now, waiting just for you
We know not the time to say our last goodbyes
So prepare now for that city in the skies
Get right with Jesus before your life ends
So they will open the gates and let you in
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