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Oliver L. Myrick Jr.

Oliver Myrick Obituary

Mr. Oliver Levi Myrick Jr., 73, of 935 Rosewood Terrace, Petersburg, departed this life Friday, Dec. 5, 2008 at MCV Medical Center, Richmond.

He was born Aug. 2, 1935 to Beatrice Bonner Myrick Winfield of Petersburg and the late Oliver L. Myrick (veteran of the U.S. Army).

Oliver attended Dinwiddie County Public Schools. He retired from Brown and Williamson and was an employee hauler for Central State Hospital and SVTC. Mr. Myrick was a past master of the Pocahontas Lodge No. 7, Hunting Club and a softball enthusiast. He was a member of Little Bethel Baptist Church, Stony Creek. He loved his grandchildren and had a very caring heart.

Oliver was preceded in death by his brother, John E. (Diddy) Myrick, and step-father, Gordon B. "Scott" Winfield.

He leaves to cherish his memory a loving and devoted wife, Paulette Wyche Mitchell Myrick; a son, Carlton Mitchell of Petersburg; a daughter, Carlette Mitchell Jeffries (Craig) of Richmond; one brother, Archie E. Myrick (Jean) of Dinwiddie; three stepbrothers, Gordon Winfield (Norma) of Chesterfield, Thurman Winfield (Frances) of Richmond, and Jessie Winfield (Carolyn) of Dinwiddie; a sister, Virginia Ann Myrick (Samuel) of Petersburg; three stepsisters, Loretta Grandison (Harvey) of Stony Creek, Irene Harrison (Jordan) of Richmond and Gustavia Freeman of Richmond; three grandchildren, Xavier Jeffries of Richmond, Logan Mitchell and Carmen Mitchell, both of Colonial Heights; a mother-in-law, Hester Wyche of Stony Creek; two brothers-in-law, William Wyche of Baltimore, Md. and Davie Wyche(Barbara) of Stony Creek; two sisters-in-law, Nancy Peterson (Eddie) and Linda Myrick (Leon), both of Petersburg; two nieces whom he helped raise, Angela Lewis and Grindl Alsubayyei, both of Petersburg; two aunts, Daisy Baugh and Thelma Bonner, both of Petersburg; many devoted nieces, nephews, cousins, other relatives and friends, among them, B.T. Edwards and Randy Lee.

A funeral service will be held at noon, Thursday, Dec. 11, 2008 at Little Bethel Baptist Church, Stony Creek, with the Rev. David L. Banks officiating. The interment will be held in Caples/Robb Cemetery, Stony Creek. The family will assemble at the residence 10:30 a.m. on the day of service.

Funeral arrangements have been entrusted to the staff of William N. Bland and Son Funeral Home, Petersburg, now serving from three locations, (804) 732-7841.

Please send online condolences to: www.blandenterprisesinc.com.

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Published by The Progress-Index from Dec. 7 to Dec. 9, 2008.

Memories and Condolences
for Oliver Myrick

33 Entries

Jovat, Clinton Bates

December 16, 2008

May God bless you and your family in this time of sorrow.

THE GRANDISON FAMILY

December 11, 2008

Celebrating a life well lived. We will cherish the memories forever.

December 10, 2008

I am so sorry to hear of your loss. PLease read the scripture at the Rev 21:3,4.

Lawrence Sorden

December 10, 2008

May God bless you and your family in this time of sorrow.

Danny & Sharlene (Bonner) Mason

December 9, 2008

Our thoughts and prayers are with you in your time of grief. May your memories bring you comfort.

Nellie Bonner & Family

December 9, 2008

We were so sorry to hear of your loss. The thoughts of many are with you at this time of sorrow.

YVETTE LEWIS HARRIS

December 9, 2008

Dear: Paulette and family, I am so sorry to hear of your loss, I have not seen you in a while, I will keep u and your family in my prayer. I leave you with this saying. your friend.(yvette hill)
WEEPING MAY ENDURE FOR A NIGHT BUT JOY COMETH IN THE MORNING

CONNIE

December 9, 2008

"The Way Home"

Oft times I stumble and almost fall

As I travel this journey of life

Sometimes I think I just can't go on

With all of the trouble and strife

With faith in my Saviour, I push ahead

I fight each new battle so bold

I search till I find the path therein

For I know it will lead the way home

I use my Old Bible when detours set in

It steers me toward the right road

But the pain and the tears shed along the way

They really make heavy my load

I look to Heaven from where my help comes

For I'm not on this journey alone

My Jesus, my Master, my King and my Lord

Is leading me all the way home

RANDAL BRACEY

December 9, 2008

I’ll continue loving God despite the trials
Despite the pain the sorrows and Satan’s many wiles.
I’ll never forget all God’s done in my life
Not the least of which is helping me to face the strife.

I’ll never forget what feeling unloved did to me
And the joy I felt learning I was loved unconditionally.
I’ll never forget the pain of crying my self to sleep
Feeling so unworthy and full of defeat.

Then one day my eyes were opened and I could see
God the Father loved even one such as me.
I’ll never forget having been forgiven of my sin
Or the way it felt inviting Jesus to come

I’ll never forget the new me being born
Or learning I forever and always have a Savior to count on.
I’ll never forget having prayers answered by God
Or feeling Him beside me over the steps I’ve trod

. .

Once there hadn’t been a day in my life I didn’t feel odd
Yet there was one who accepted me just as I was.
Not only accepted me but showed me I have worth
That He had a reason for placing me on this Earth.

Until I’ve fulfilled my destiny Satan done what’s mine to do
There’s nothing at all I have to fear from you.
My love for God is one thing you can’t defile
No matter the hardship and despite the trials!

Trusting God and His Word!
Psalms 31:24 Be of good courage, and he shall
strengthen your heart, all ye that hope in the LORD.
Psalms 73:26 My flesh and my heart faileth: but
God is the strength of my heart, and my portion for ever.
**What I’ll Leave Behind**

I feel a longing in my heart
A yearning I can’t explain
An unknown place I’m seeking
Away from this world of pain

A place where there’s peace and love
A land of perfection I’ll find
Oh, such a contrast in that place
And the one I’ll leave behind

I want sit by a peaceful stream
Just rest my weary soul
Where Jesus Christ is the light
And a story not yet been told

They say the walls are jasper
The most elegant you can find
What a sweet and precious sound
Compared to what I leave behind

The world I live in is filled with woe
Wars and crime constantly prevail
‘But all that would be left behind
When toward this other land I sail

All the pain we must endure
Is constant in my mind
Sin, shame and the devils deeds
Is what I’ll leave behind

Look inside my heart I ask Thee Lord
To see just what I feel
You see my soul needs to be set free
And to Your command, I’ll yield

I’m packed up and I’m ready now
You may call me any time
I’m looking forward to that day
And to all I’ll leave behind

Psa 3:1 Lord, how are they increased that trouble me!
Many are they that rise up against me.
Psa 3:2 Many there be which say of my soul,,
There is no help for him in God. Selah.
Psa 3:3 But thou, O LORD, art a shield for me;
my glory, and the lifter up of mine head.
Psa 3:4 I cried unto the LORD with my voice,
and he heard me out of his holy hill.
Selah. Psa 3:5 I laid me down and slept;
I awaked; for the LORD sustained me.
Psa 3:6 I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people,
that have set themselves against me round about.

Wonderful Jesus

Wonderful Jesus God's Dearest Lamb
My Blessed Lord and the Great I AM
Many more titles may be for you
But to me you're my Savior in my heart so true

When I am going through a trial I call on you
Sometimes life gets trying but you bring me through
No mountain too high no river too wide
The Great Holy Spirit is right by my side

You are my constant companion my all in all
I'll be coming Home when I hear the call
Maybe by death or meet you in the air
I'll be pleased with either just so I get there

Oh, sinner take heed don't deny our God
His precious arms are open to hold you so dear
He'll take you and shelter you away from all pain
He'll save your soul and sweet Heaven you'll gain

Oh what Beauty in Heaven no man's ever seen
Fields of wildflowers and grass that's so green
Each of us will have a mansion no more will we cry
We'll just begin living when others say we die

~*When I Think Of Calvary*~

Oh but for the love of God I've known
Oh but for His mercies to me He's shown
I might have strayed away, who knows?
When I think of Calvary, I think of Home

I feel an ache in my heart when I ponder
Pf blood shed on that cross up yonder
What a cruel death He died on that cross
So souls like you and I might not be lost

Excitement in the air as I think of him up there
When he ascended back to His Father in the sky
Nothing's to compare as He rose up in the air
To prepare a place of riches oh so fair

A mansion that awaits as I step into the gate
And the Son of God will be the light alone
Two thoughts go together death and life forever
When I think of Calvary I think of Home

Now my spirit soars even higher than before
When I wake up with Heaven on my mind
Walking on a street of gold we'll be no longer old
Men's mind cannot contain what all we'll find

Loved ones gone before part from them no more
All trials and tribulations will be o'er
We'll be with God's Son His will have been done
We will celebrate in Glory forevermore

As death draweth near I do have some fears
Of the transition I'll endure along the way
I will leave at His command He will hold my hand
And old Jordan will roll back for us that day

He'll split the eastern sky some wont have to die
As He gathers His saved ones that's His own
In a twinkling of an eye we'll soar into the sky
When I think of Calvary I still think of Home

For we know that if our earthly house ...is destroyed,
we have a building from God, a house not made with hands, eternal in heaven."
2 CORINTHIANS 5:1
Foot Of The Cross*~

Luke 23: 34-37
Then said Jesus, Father forgive them for they
know not what they do. And they parted his
raniment and cast lots .And the people stood
beholding, and the rulers also with them
derided him saying :He saved others let Him
save Himself, if He be the Christ,the chosen
God. And the Soldiers also mocked Him coming
to Him and offering Him vinegar.

A Savior was born 2000 years ago or more
He was raised by a carpenter both humble and poor
He grew up as a normal man and no one knew
Of all the miracles God had sent Him to do

He was at His Father’s business by the age of twelve
He began witnessing and did His job well
He was baptized by John in Jordan’s old stream
God’s voice like thunder said He was well pleased

Many miracles performed and the dumb made wise
The cripples to walk and the dead made to rise
The sick were healed and the blind made to see
Devils trembled in presense of this man of Galilee

He knew time was passing,He would soon have to die
He tried telling his Disciples all kept asking “why”?
In Gethsemane’s Garden his sweat became blood
He prayed so hard where the Roman Soldiers stood

But the seized my Jesus and took him for to die
Knowing he was innocent but they yelled “crucify”
With 3 rusty old spike nails in his feet and hands
It was nearly more agony than He could stand

As the pain worsened He cried out you see
Father, if it be Thy will, let this cup pass from me
For six long hours he suffered on the cross
The God turned His head and Jesus gave up the ghost

Laid in a borrowed tomb with a stone o’er the door
But in three days He arose forevermore
Ascended back to the Father but will return again
Gathering His saved ones to take back with Him

Why? You ask did this all have to be
Jesus gave Himself as an offering to save you and me
He freely gave His sweet life so that we might live
Never a more Precious gift has ever been give

~*God Shall Wipe Away All Tears*~

Walk around me Jesus I’ll let the spirit lead
For I need your help Lord to fulfill all my needs
My heart is heavy laden as I ask of Thee tonight
So if you will dear Jesus just hold me really tight

Let these fears leave my body I cannot contain
Take away my restlessness and relieve all the pain
My nights are long and weary oh how I need your touch
Send down a band of angels if I’m not asking for too much

You’ve already given freely of the Blessings I now know
You’ve proved a thousand times over with all the love you show
I need a measure of faith tonight as my journey I pursue
Without it’s the darkest night Oh Lord what will I do

Touch me Lord heal me please I ask in your sweet name
I’m so tired and lonely now and the devil is to blame
He’ll devour the most righteous if an inch of space they give
With him it’s a daily battle as long as we may live

Get thee behind me satan that’s where you’re going to stay
I just felt a touch from my Jesus the burden rolled away
Praise the Lord O my soul I glorify His name
I’ve fought the fight I’ve kept the faith I’ll ride that Glory train

Things are brighter as I soar higher the spirit sweeps my soul
My foot's on the rock my minds made up Heaven is my goal
Nothing going to stop me now and when the devil comes again
I’ll rebuke him in Jesus’ name and Praise the Lord again

My mind is on eternity and not what earth might give
Sin’s pleasure is for a season the devil brings you down again
But I’ve got wise to Lucifer he’ll deter me no more
I’m marching in God’s Army first stop is Heaven’s shore

The only real pleasure is Salvation the good old fashion kind
Where it brings you to your feet and refreshes your mind
I want to shout far and near of a friend like no other
My Blessed Savior Jesus Christ He’s my elder brother

I’ll introduce you to the Man if you don’t already know
The Old ship just passes once and it’s loading now to go
I’m prayed up my bags are packed I want to get on board
I want to see my loved ones but most of all my Lord

~*On A Journey*~

I am going on a journey
And I don’t think it will be long
For it seems my Savior beckons
Telling me to soon come on

To some that may sound fearful
But my soul will soon be free
I will soar my way to Heaven
Friends and family there to see

I’ve had a good long life down here
I’ve been Blessed so many ways
But my family is close by me
As I finish out my days

Should it be many, many more
Or should today be the end
I am going on a journey
And to Heaven I’ll ascend

Although I dread deaths very sting
In a moment it’ll be o’er
I’ll move from one world to another
There to live forevermore

Oh, what joy that awaits me
As the gates swing open wide
Oh, what beauty will surround me
As I gratefully step inside

Gates of pearl and walls of jasper
Don’t mean a lot ot me
For I am anxiously awaiting
My Sweet Jesus for to see

I am going on a journey
Safely Home some day I’ll be
Where my suffering wont concern me
I’ll be breathing clear and free

Don’t be sad should I leave you
If I go first please just rejoice
I don’t believe it will be long now
For I hear my Savior’s voice

Calling me so gently calling
It’s a touch in my heart you see
Telling me that He’ll be waiting
On Heaven’s golden shore for me

In my Fathers house
are many mansions; if it
were not so I would have told you.
I go to prepare a place
for you. And if I go and
prepare a place for you
I will come again, and
receive you unto myself,
that where I am you may be also.
-John 14:2-3

Stairway To Heaven

I can only imagine but by eye of faith
I picture a great stairway into Heaven
As I start to ascend it
A snow white robe I'll be given

Everything that surrounds me
Will be made with precision
I've so longed for this moment
Since my most important decision

My desire to make Heaven my home
And see my family follow me
I have prayed for many years
This Blessed sight to see

Now with each step worries cease
Perfect love I've been given
I'm content now with sweet peace
As I climb the stairway to Heaven

The angels are lined up on each side
Every step of the way
I often wondered if there's be a crowd
And I'd have to make my way

But today must just be "my day"
I'm getting all the attention
Higher and higher I climb still
As I make this ascension

My Heavenly Father as I near Thee
I am so filled with excitement
Just to see your precious face
Will bring such enlightment

Seems now I can almost fly
Although I've not been given wings
But my longing has been answered
At last I can lift my voice to sing

Oh how I love Jesus
Because He first loved me I know
Was the song the choir was singing
On the night He saved my soul

I see a figure walking towards me
With the fairest face to see
And a smile and outstretched arms
As He reaches out for me

I've climbed the stairway to Heaven
Greeted by God's only son
I know there's Glory awaiting
When my life on earth was done

Don't miss this journey that's so perfect
With angels on each side
Jesus our Master most Holy of all
Will meet you and be your guide

December 9, 2008

Pappy's Feet

I used to love to sit and listen
At the stories that he knew
Pappy sure could tell them
'Don't know if they's all true

How to catch 8 possums on one night
How them old hounds got into s big fight
How one got killed one chewed up
Man what a night

He'd tell about a gigging
In the big creek near by
Got so many bullfrogs
The coffee sack wouldn't tie

He told of him and mammy
Sneaking out for some sugar
Then I really had to laugh
They' too old to kiss each other

I betcha I could go on for hours
And never could complete
All the good old stories
I learned at Pappy's feet

December 9, 2008

Soon my heartaches will be over
But there's enduring til the end
We must always trust in our dear Savior
He'll hold us near He's our best friend

An awesome God I often call Him
He's always there in every need
If only we keep our hand in His Big Hand
On precious manna we'll feed

I can't say enough about the Savior
He made it so we'd not be lost
And that we could all go to Heaven
He dies on a lonely wooden cross

Oh, I want to thank him when I get there
But I can never ever repay
The sacrifice made by my Master
On Golgotha Hill that darkened day

~*Raylene Boggs*~

December 9, 2008

When God Gives Us a Gift
When God gives us a talent
He doesn't take it back
Just concentrate on what you have
Not what you think you lack.
Use to the fullest what He gave
And He will give you more
You never know what things
The Father has in store.
His storehouse is full of gifts
And He gives them freely to us each day
Some He sends without our asking
And others in answer to the prayers we .
Thena

December 9, 2008

Saying Good Bye
Saying Good Bye is never easy
And our hearts are heavy today
As we gather here with those who love my Grandfather
And share our grief that he has been called away.
It is difficult to keep our tears from flowing
And to keep our spirits from sinking as we gather
But we remember that he would want sorrow for us, never!
Floyd had many names in this community
And wore many hats as he went about his day
But whether as husband, father, dad or grandparent
He wore each one in a very special way.
Children, know that he loved you;
Grandkids, you were special delights,
And greatgrandkids, I hope you know
That you were like his shinning lights.
His great joy was in helping others
In any way that he could do it
If someone gave him a task to perform
He could hardly wait to get to it.
Camping and the great outdoors
Were a joy to him from the time he was young
Perhaps that love of nature
Is where his appreciation of woodworking was begun.
We say goodbye now only briefly
As we entrust him to Heaven into God's loving care
Singing softly the songs the Father gives our hearts
Whose words remind us that someday we will join him there.
Thena

December 9, 2008

Prayer for Sick Friend
There is such power
That we all share
It comes from God
In the form of prayer.
When two or more gather
And in God's will agree
There is an wonderful blessing
That you will surely see.
You need never feel alone
For God is always there
He's never far away
He's just as close as prayer.
He bids us share with each other
The power that He gave us
And tell them of the loving Son
Whom He sent to save us.
It is my joy and pleasure
To lift your name in prayer
Trusting in the Father above
Because of the faith we share.

MIMI

December 9, 2008

Lord, throughout this day,
As I try to follow You,
Let this be my rule to live by:
What Would Jesus Do?

When a friend or loved one,
Asks me for a moment or two,
May I think of one thing only:
What Would Jesus Do?

In all my dealings, help me,
To be honest, fair and true,
To measure each decision by:
What Would Jesus Do?

When I'm feeling troubled,
And I turn in prayer to You,
Give me wisdom to decide:
What Would Jesus Do?

And let me promise each new day,
To live my whole life through,
In love and peace, remembering:
What Would Jesus Do?

Then when the day is ended,
May I resolve anew,
To guide tomorrow by the motto:
What Would Jesus Do?

~Author Unknown~

BETTY FLOYD

December 9, 2008

The Burden~

"Why was my burden so heavy?"
I slammed the bedroom door
and leaned against it.
Is there no rest from this life?
I wondered.
I stumbled to my bed
and dropped onto it,
pressing my pillow
around my ears
to shut out the noise
of my existence.

"Oh God," I cried,
"let me sleep.
Let me sleep forever
and never wake up!"
With a deep sob I tried
to will myself into oblivion,
then welcomed the blackness
that came over me.

Light surrounded me as
I regained consciousness.
I focused on its source:
the figure of a man
standing before a cross.

"My child,"
the person asked,
"why did you want to come to Me
before I am ready to call you?"
"Lord, I'm sorry.
It's just that...
I can't go on.
You see how hard it is for me.
Look at this awful burden on my back.
I simply can't carry it anymore."

"But haven't I told you to cast all
of your burdens upon Me,
because I care for you?
My yoke is easy,
and My burden is light."
"I knew You would say that.
But why does mine
have to be so heavy?"
"My child,
everyone in the world
has a burden.
Perhaps you would like
to try a different one?"

"I can do that?"
He pointed to several burdens
lying at His feet.
"You may try any of these."
All of them seemed
to be of equal size.
But each was labeled with a name.

"Why there's Joan's!" I said.
Joan was married to
a wealthy businessman.
She lived in a sprawling estate
and dressed her three daughters
in the prettiest designer clothes.
Sometimes she drove me to church
in her Cadillac when my car was broken.

"Let me try that one."
How difficult could her burden be?
I thought.
The Lord removed my burden
and placed Joan's on my shoulders.
I sank to my knees beneath its weight.
"Take it off!" I said.
"What makes it so heavy?"
"Look inside."

I untied the straps
and opened the top.
Inside was a figure
of her Mother-in-law,
and when I lifted it out,
it began to speak.
"Joan,
you'll never be good enough
for my son," it began.
"He never should have married you.
You're a terrible mother
to my grandchildren..."

I quickly placed the figure back
in the pack and withdrew another.
It was Donna, Joan's youngest daughter.
Her head was bandaged from the surgery
that had failed to resolve her epilepsy.

A third figure was Joan's brother.
Addicted to drugs, he had been convicted
of killing a police officer.

"I see why her burden is so heavy, Lord.
But she's always smiling
and helping others.
I didn't realize..."

"Would you like to try another?"
He asked quietly.
I tested several.
Paula's felt heavy:
She was raising four small boys
without a father.

Debra's did too:
a childhood of sexual abuse
and a marriage of emotional abuse.
When I came to Ruth's burden,
I didn't even try.
I knew that inside I would find arthritis,
old age, a demanding full-time job,
and a beloved husband in a nursing home.

"They're all too heavy, Lord." I said.
"Give back my own."
As I lifted the familiar load once again,
It seemed much lighter than the others.
"Lets look inside." He said.

I turned away, holding it close.
"That's not a good idea," I said.
"Why?"
"There's a lot of junk in there."

"Let Me see."
The gentle thunder of
His voice compelled me.
I opened my burden.
He pulled out a brick.
"Tell me about this one."

"Lord, You know. It's money.
I know we don't suffer like people
in some countries or even
the homeless here in America.
But we have no insurance,
and when the kids get sick,
we can't always take them to the doctor.
They've never been to a dentist.
And I'm tired of dressing
them in hand-me-downs."

"My child,
I will supply all of your needs...
and your children's. I've given them healthy bodies.
I will teach them that
expensive clothing doesn't make a
person valuable in My sight."

Then He lifted out the
figure of a small boy.
"And this?" He asked.
"Andrew..." I hung my head,
ashamed to call my son a burden.
"But, Lord, he's hyperactive.
He's not quiet like the other two.
He makes me so tired.
He's always getting hurt,
and someone is bound
to think I abuse him.
I yell at him all the time.
Someday I may really hurt him...."

"My child," He said, "if you trust Me,
I will renew your strength.
If you allow Me to fill you
with My Spirit,
I will give you patience."
Then He took some pebbles
from my burden.

"Yes, Lord," I said with a sigh.
"Those are small.
But they're important.
I hate my hair.
It's thin, and
I can't make it look nice.
I can't afford to go
to the beauty shop.
I'm overweight and
can't stay on a diet.
I hate all my clothes.
I hate the way I look!"

"My child,
people look at
your outward appearance,
but I look at your heart.
By My Spirit you can gain
self-control to lose weight.
But your beauty should not
come from outward appearance.
Instead, it should come
from your inner self,
the unfading beauty of a gentle
and quiet spirit,
which is of great worth
in My sight."

My burden now seemed
lighter than before.
"I guess I can handle it now."
I said.
"There is more." He said.
"Hand Me that last brick."
"Oh, You don't have to take that.
I can handle it."

"My child, give it to Me."
Again His voice compelled me.
He reached out His hand,
and for the first time
I saw the ugly wound.
"But, Lord, this brick is so awful,
so nasty, so.....Lord!
What happened to Your hands?
They're so scarred!"

No longer focused on my burden,
I looked for the first time
into His face.
In His brow were ragged scars
--as though
someone had pressed thorns
into His flesh.

"Lord," I whispered.
"What happened to You?"
His loving eyes reached
into my soul.
"My child, you know.
Hand Me the brick.
It belongs to Me.
I bought it."

"How?"
"With My blood."
"But why, Lord?"
"Because I have loved you
with an Everlasting Love.
Give it to Me."

I placed the filthy brick
into His wounded palm.
It contained all the dirt
and evil of my life:
my pride, my selfishness,
the depression that
constantly tormented me.

He turned to the cross
and hurled my brick
into the pool of blood at it's base.
It hardly made a ripple.

"Now, My child,
you need to go back.
I will be with you always.
When you are troubled,
call to Me and I will help you
and show you things you
cannot imagine now."

"Yes, Lord,
I will call on You."
I reached to pick up my burden.
"You may leave that here if you wish.
You see all these burdens?
They are the ones that others
have left at My feet.
Joan's, Paula's, Debra's, Ruth's.....
When you leave your burden here,
I carry it with you. Remember,
My yoke is easy and My burden is light."

As I placed my burden with Him,
the light began to fade.
Yet I heard Him whisper,
"I will never leave you,
nor forsake you."
A peace flooded my soul.

BOBBY DEAN

December 9, 2008

Thankful For The Thorns

I thank you, Lord, for every thorn,
Each heavy burden I have born.
The darkest moments of despair,
And every cross I've had to bear.

I'm glad I've suffered grief and pain,
Those seasons of distress and strain,
That stunned my pride and humbled me,
And turned my stubborn heart to Thee.

And thank You Lord, for every tear,
I've shed for those I hold so dear.
For 'tho I trusted you before,
Each crisis made me love you more.

For as the sorrows came and went,
They left me tired, weak, and spent.
With all my hope and courage gone,
I could not make it on my own.

'Twas then my prayers were most sincere,
With tender hands You soothed my fears,
And as my selfish will was purged,
A stronger, deeper faith emerged.
,br> If I had had a life of ease,
And could have lived the way I pleased,
I might have never known the thrill,
Of living in Thy holy will.

The mountain tops, I must confess,
Were not where I was at my best.
But in the shadow of the vale,
I came to know my Savior well.

But for the valleys I've been through.
I may not love you as I do.
And might have never realized,
That thorns are blessings in disguise.

So, THANK YOU, Lord, on bended knee,
For everything you've given me.
Of life's desires, I've had the best,
Abundant joy and happiness.

Both light and shadows filled my days.
And looking back, I have to say,
The roses bloomed.............
They died............. I mourned.

And today, I THANK YOU......
For the thorns.

RAY TAYLOR

December 9, 2008

In The Middle Of Town~

Standing here deep in thought
I gently raise my head and look around
At many different types of people
Hurrying their way through town

From every walk of life it seemed to be
From the one with suits and ties
to the homeless
No one shows friendship to another
Their journey through life seems hopeless

We are all created equal in God’s eyes
That’s the way He meant for it to be
Not one person be better than the other
NO matter what color his skin might be

The beggar is as good as the rich man
The Bible even points this out
There are no big "I’s and little YOU’S
God is disappointed in us no doubt

If only they could see as I see them
Each one is God’s creation
If we cared more for our fellowman
We’d once again become a great nation

A nation of prayers and in God we trust
Lend a helping hand to the needy
I would like to say to each one of you
I will always be here if you need me

BEA

December 9, 2008

In my Fathers house
are many mansions; if it
were not so I would have told you.
I go to prepare a place
for you. And if I go and
prepare a place for you
I will come again, and
receive you unto myself,
that where I am you may be also.
-John 14:2-3

The Mansions of Heaven

This world, however beautiful, was never meant to be
The place that we would call our home for all eternity.
And though we would not choose to leave, a loving God knows best,
And in His time, He lifts us to a place of peace and rest.

For He has built a mansion where His children will abide,
Free from pain and sorrow, forever at His side.
He said He'd never leave us to face our trials alone,
And though sometimes we fail Him, He never fails His own.

And even when our choices are less than He would ask,
He knows when human courage is unequal to the task.
We cannot judge what happens, though tears and questions start.
We only see what's visible--God sees into the heart.

And though there may be many things that we cannot explain,
We can be sure it breaks His heart to see His children's pain.
In loving arms, He bears us to a quiet place apart
Where He mends the wounded spirit and heals the broken heart.

And though these ones we love so much have left our present sight
And passed into a better world of majesty and light
Someday we'll be together in our Father's house above,
Where we'll thank Him for His mercy and praise Him for His love.

May He ease your hour of sorrow and surround you with His love,
And may it bring you strength to know Our Father's house above
Is a house of many mansions where His Son has set aside
Special places near Him for His loved ones to abide.

ampy family

December 9, 2008

Missing You

I just can't believe it
The sun still sets and rises.
The moon and stars still shine.
The flowers still bloom,
The birds still sing.
I expected a change in everything...

I just can't believe it.
It still gets dark and light.
The ocean still has waves,
The rain still rains,
The wind still blows.
Is it because they do not know?

I just can't believe it.
I thought the world would stop,
When in my house I found
An empty chair,
A missing smile.
I thought it would stop
For just a while.
I just can't believe it....

Fred & Jean Dillard

December 9, 2008

Our thoughts and prayers are with you in your time of grief. May your memories bring you comfort.

Treska Wiilson-Smith

December 9, 2008

Paulette and Family,
I am so very sorry for your loss. The passing of Levi is a tremendous blow to the community he served, so I know it is a tremendous blow to you all. Through it all, please know that God is good and he puts no more on us than we can take. We will all miss him. My prayers are for you, My heart is with you.

WALKER FAMILY

December 9, 2008

Just remember, it's perfectly all right to be sad because he's not living, not in his body anyway, but you will be reunited maybe soon maybe later, but it will happen. Hold more happiness in your heart, thinking of the time that you had with him, than sadness about the time without him. He's not gone. Seeing him has just been postponed for a while, like a dentist appointment you can't get to, except this visit with him, is one to look forward to.

The body is just a vehicle that God gives us, his just ran out of gas and he's just on his way to the nearest coastal. He still lives, but instead of a heartbeat of blood, it's a heartbeat of gold. It's my belief that God only takes the perfect ones, who are pure of heart, away from us so they can be with Him. I send all my love and support to those who need it."

WILLIAM AND TINA WEAVER

December 9, 2008

MY ANGEL

Words cannot describe
The way I feel inside
Why did God take you away?
Did you learn to fly?

You are my best friend
Death hasn't changed things
Though you are with me in heart
You will still graduate with me

Everyone loved you
Though some never showed it
I love you
And I owe to you my very life

You kept me sane
You kept me alive
You were a great friend
And even a fool could see why

You made me smile
When times got tough
You made everyone happy
When life got rough

I won't say goodbye forever
It's only goodbye for now
And whatever it takes
I will see that smile again

I never thought of life without you
And now I know why
It's dark here without you
You were my shining light

I know you are happy in Heaven
Tell Brooke and Jessica hi for me
And if you would please tell God
That I request for you to be the angel
To teach me to fly

December 9, 2008

seems in laughter our hearts are sad and the end of joy brings grief,
For when the night fell your life was halted and you were taken by a thief.
But God is no thief and your life did not stop,
For your body went down but your spirits rose up.
The human mind may plan the steps but God directs the way,
And he needed you in heaven with him on that fateful day.

We can cry all we want and we can be miserable inside,
We can look at all those terrible events the day that you died.
But God took you for a reason that we may never understand,
He led the way to heaven's gates and took you by the hand.

He said it's time and you looked back at us waiting for a sign,
You needed us to let you go and you told us not to cry.
We bowed our heads and prayed to the lord to keep you in his grace,
We knew as life went on we'd never forget your face.

Up in heaven, now you're an angel all the way through,
And we'll never forget the times we had with you.
So watch over us and help to keep us safe,
And we pray dear Lord keep him in your good grace.
Cassandra Schroeder

GAIL

December 9, 2008

People come into our lives and walk with us a mile, and then because of circumstance they only stay a while. They serve a need within the days that move so quickly by, and then are gone beyond our reach, we often wonder why. God only knows the reason that we meet and share a smile, why people come into our lives and walk with us a mile."

RICHARD WHITE

December 9, 2008

At this time of sadness
Words aren't so easy to say
What I want to do is comfort you
Help take your grief away

You aren't alone in sorrow
My thoughts are there with you
If you need someone to listen
Or just to talk things through

I'll do my best to sympathize
And I'm sure you'll come to know
In time you'll see the reason
Your loved one had to go

It's a temporary situation
Tell yourself that instead
Your loved one hasn't left you
They've just walked on ahead

ELSIE CAIN

December 9, 2008

He taught me to see when I was blind all things worthwhile,
Then he left me behind to see them all alone......
LOSS OF MY BEST FRIEND

This anger hurts my ears
This sorrow burns my eyes
Solitude confines me
Still I wonder why I cry

I am angry that you left me
Yet I am happy you're okay
If only I understood your suffering
Take your anguish all away

I know that you can hear me
But still I'm not okay
I wish that I could hold you
Please just take this pain away

I long to hear you laugh
I miss the way you smile
I pray that you watch over us
Be with you in a while

I promise you're a hero
You'll always be a friend
You were an angel sent to guide us
Now you await us in heaven

Your book is now completed
Your story is disclosed
For all who love and cherish you
Your tale won't go untold

The Moore family

December 8, 2008

May God bless and Keep you i n the comfort of love as you go thru this time of sorrow . Levi will be missed by so many. Our thoughts and prayers will be with your family.

Renita Jenkins

December 8, 2008

May your hearts soon be filled with wonderful memories of joyful times together as you celebrate a life well-lived.

Willie"Bob" & Teaner Griffin

December 8, 2008

To The Family, You are in our thoughts and prayers. Levi, will be greatly missed as he was loved.

Anna Jane, James"Billy", Wilburt & Hattie Bonner

December 8, 2008

To The Myrick Family, You are in our thoughts and prayers. We pray that God will strenghten you and may he find a comforting place in your heart. Levi, will be greatly missed."For His anger is but for a moment, His favor is for life; weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning".

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