My mom
passed away 4 years ago this coming May 2nd. I really miss having her around to talk with and she loved the girls so much.. These Hyacinth flowers are from our backyard on Madison Ave. I took some after we sold the home and planted them in my yard. they remind me of my mom, she would check to see if the came up every spring. Even though we didn't have much landscape, we were not into that too much. In fact she use to get mad because I would mow over a lot of the flowers she had planted along the fence. I didn't really appreciate them back then. Her other favorite was lilacs, I planted a lilac bush in my back yard next to the Hyacinths after she died. the following is a copy of what Pastor Richard Alcumbrack read at my mom's church service. I added some to it also.
passed away 4 years ago this coming May 2nd. I really miss having her around to talk with and she loved the girls so much.. These Hyacinth flowers are from our backyard on Madison Ave. I took some after we sold the home and planted them in my yard. they remind me of my mom, she would check to see if the came up every spring. Even though we didn't have much landscape, we were not into that too much. In fact she use to get mad because I would mow over a lot of the flowers she had planted along the fence. I didn't really appreciate them back then. Her other favorite was lilacs, I planted a lilac bush in my back yard next to the Hyacinths after she died. the following is a copy of what Pastor Richard Alcumbrack read at my mom's church service. I added some to it also.Funeral Service for Barbara J. Miller, Thursday, May 6, 2004 Southlawn Church of God, Wyoming, 
Kent, Co. Michigan. Pastor Richard Alcumbrack officiating. Welcome: We are gathered here to pay tribute to Barbara Miller. It is a sad event, yet one in which we can be encouraged in sp
irit, strengthened in faith, and comforted in love. I think of the prayer of the Apostle found in the book of Romans: " May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as we trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit. On behalf of Mike, Nancy, Doug, Denny and all the family, I thank you for being here to lend your encouragement, and I ask you to offer this prayer for the family, that the God of hope would fill them with all joy and peace as trust in HIm, so that even in the face of their great loss they might overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit. Psalms 46 read by Pastor Alcumbrack, Pastor Alcumbrack ask those in attendance to stand and pray the Lord's prayer with him.Congregational Song #260 "In The Garden", one of her favorite songs at church.God calls Himself "the God of hope." It is not surprising that we find hope, comfort and promise
in His Word.Psalms 5:1-7Psalms 8:9:7-10Psalms 16Psalms 23Psalms 33:13-22. Barbara Miller fell asleep in death this past Sunday afternoon, May 2, at the age of 73. She was preceeded in death by her husband, Stewart; her parents, Luella and Herbert Geskus, father, William DeBruyn and mother-in-law Mary Richards-Reed. Living members of the family mentioned by Pastor Alcumbrack. The family wanted to grant a time for you to minister to one another by sharing memories of Barbara, maybe a way in which she touched your life, or recollection of a meainingful event you shared. Please stand and address the audience so all can be blessed by your words. Afterwards, Ellen McClain preformed the song, "I Need You Now" by Billy Ray Cyrus. The family wrote a brief narrative of their mother's life, as a tribute to her, which I would like to read at this time.
Kent, Co. Michigan. Pastor Richard Alcumbrack officiating. Welcome: We are gathered here to pay tribute to Barbara Miller. It is a sad event, yet one in which we can be encouraged in sp
irit, strengthened in faith, and comforted in love. I think of the prayer of the Apostle found in the book of Romans: " May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as we trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit. On behalf of Mike, Nancy, Doug, Denny and all the family, I thank you for being here to lend your encouragement, and I ask you to offer this prayer for the family, that the God of hope would fill them with all joy and peace as trust in HIm, so that even in the face of their great loss they might overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit. Psalms 46 read by Pastor Alcumbrack, Pastor Alcumbrack ask those in attendance to stand and pray the Lord's prayer with him.Congregational Song #260 "In The Garden", one of her favorite songs at church.God calls Himself "the God of hope." It is not surprising that we find hope, comfort and promise
in His Word.Psalms 5:1-7Psalms 8:9:7-10Psalms 16Psalms 23Psalms 33:13-22. Barbara Miller fell asleep in death this past Sunday afternoon, May 2, at the age of 73. She was preceeded in death by her husband, Stewart; her parents, Luella and Herbert Geskus, father, William DeBruyn and mother-in-law Mary Richards-Reed. Living members of the family mentioned by Pastor Alcumbrack. The family wanted to grant a time for you to minister to one another by sharing memories of Barbara, maybe a way in which she touched your life, or recollection of a meainingful event you shared. Please stand and address the audience so all can be blessed by your words. Afterwards, Ellen McClain preformed the song, "I Need You Now" by Billy Ray Cyrus. The family wrote a brief narrative of their mother's life, as a tribute to her, which I would like to read at this time. Barbara Jean DeBruyn was born January 10, 1931 at Butterworth Hospital in Grand Rapids, Michigan to William DeBruyn and Luella Samis. Mom was their second child, four years younger than her brother, Bill. She spent her early childhood living on the SW side of Grand Rapids on Beacon St and Caulfield Ave. off Grandville Ave. with her parents and grandparents, Forrest and Jennie Samis. A
fter the tragic death of her father when she was four, Barb's grand dad Forrest and grandma Jennie with her mother and brother moved to the Godwin Heights area, living in several different rental homes while Luella went to Beauty School. Mom's summers were spent in Jennings, Michigan, near Cadillac, with her brother and grandma Jennie. Forrest and Jennie had moved from Jennings to Grand Rapids, following thier daughter Luella after she graduated from Cadillac High School in 1925. Forrest and Jennie keep the home in Jennings though, and every summer Jennie would go back, while Forrest continued to work in Grand Rapids. Mom's summers in Jennings were spent in the woods picking berries with her grandma, which one time lead to and encounter with a small black bear, swimming in the lake, herding cows through the old abandon lumbering town of Jennings, playing softball, which she loved to do, and was good at, much like her father was, and making new friendships that would last a lifetime. About 1940, mom and Uncle Bill began attending a small neighborhood chuch at the corner of Jefferson
Ave. and Abbie St. in Wyoming. For several years they would walk to the Southlawn Church of God and attend Sunday services. Mom's faith was shaped at this church, little could she have known what an important role Southlawn would play in her final years of life. Even as a child mom would faithfully turn to God in prayer with every concern, whether tivial or important. Grandma Luella reinforced mom's belief in prayer, often telling her when the old car wouldn't start, "Barbara, you pray, God answers your prayers." In 1943 grandma Luella traveled by train to Ft. Meyers, Florida, and married a longtime family friend, Herbert Geskus, who was serving in the Navy during WWII. Grandpa Herbert adopted mom and Bill as his own. Herbert had been a friend of our grandfather, Bill DeBruyn, and lived on Martha St. SW in Grand Rapids, over by where Bill and Luella lived when Barb and Bill were young. In the mid 1940's, a young man named Stew Miller from the Kelloggsville area began taking an interest in mom. Mom worked at Lameroux Drug store at 36th St and Division Ave. in Wyoming, Stew would stop for a moment and press his face against the window and watch her while she worked. Stew, spent a lot of time tearing up and down Division Ave. on his old 1941 Harley Davidson knucklehead, since he had dropped out of Kelloggsville high school. One of the first times Barb's moth
er and Herbert saw Stewart was on a Sunday drive, when dad came flying by their car on his Harley, mom exclaimed in excitement, "There goes Stewy Miller!" Herbert and Luella were not quite sure what to think of the rebellious, good looking young man, in his leather jacket and pompadour hair, that would become their future son-in-law. They later discovered that he would be a good and faithful husband to mom for 37 years. Dad was kind of shy, and initially brought a more outgoing friend over to meet mom for the first time when she lived in Airview St. SE in Wyoming. It wasn't long afterwards that mom and dad became a couple though. In 1948 mom graduated from Godwin Heights High School, she was an outstanding student, obtaining mostly A's and B's with one C. Mom did so well in school that she was skipped over half a grade from 8th to 9th. On October 24, 1950 Stewart and Barbara were married at the home of Pastor Lester Doerr at 719 E. Fulton St. NE in Grand Rapids. Mom and Dad's honeymoon was a ride to kalamazoo and back. Dad was drafted into the Army, and 9 days later left for Detroit, Michigan, then to Ft. Carson, Colorado Springs, Colorado. Mom took the train t
o Colorado Springs to be with dad. After about a year of mom traveling back and forth to Colorado by train and once bus, mom moved to Colorado Springs and lived with dad. Times were hard, and money was so short that mom on a few occasions sold her wedding ring at a pawn shop for money, and buy it back when dad was paid. Even though, mom remembered those times as some of the best of her life. Dad was discharged from the Army in November of 1952, and they came back to Grand Rapids. Dad and mom began their family in 1953 with the birth of their first child, Michael Duane, Nancy Lou was born in 1956 and Douglas Norman was born in 1957. Until 1958 mom and dad lived in few different homes in Grand Rapids, and in 1957 dad received some property on Madison Ave. and 43rd St. SE in Wyoming from his father, Herschel Miller, who passed away in 1958. They built a modest home there for about $6000, which would be home the rest of their lives. Things were getting going for the
Miller family, dad bought cars, mom tried to figure out how to pay the bills, and the kids enjoyed playing with neighborhood friends. Even though money was tight, which did cause some disagreements over dad's spending habits, things were going well. In 1967 mom found herself in an unexpected situation: she was going to have a baby! Although mom was pregnant, it was not too noticeable and only a few people even knew. On Valentine's Day 1968, Dennis Stewart was born. New struggles arose: teenagers, a baby, and not much money! At the 1970's progressed and moved into the 1980's life finally began to become a little easier for a time. The house was paid off, things had settled down some, mom and dad were talking about what they would do when they retired, but then in 1985 dad was diagnosed with esophagus cancer. Again things were tough, and as usual mom relied on God and prayer to sustain her. Although she knew dad's disease was terminal, she kept this from dad and her children, always trying to protect them. Mom alone knew what was going to happen and had the strength to endure this through her faith. Although mom and dad didn't attend church, mom attempted to take Mike, Nancy and Doug to a Baptist church for a brief time when they were little, she continued to have a stong faith in God. Mom was concerned about dad's faith. Dad had never showed any interest in God, and on one ocassion when dad was sick they were over at Restlawn cemetery, visiting grandpa Herschel's grave. Mom asked dad if he believ
ed in God,and that Jesus died for him. Dad was silent for a moment, and responded that yes, he did believe that Jesus died for him. Mom always found great comfort that dad confessed this to her. On Thursday, March 19, 1987 dad lost his battle with cancer, dying in mom's arms at the hospital. Our family was now faced with one of our most devastating events and stuggled with our loss, but mom remained strong for us. Mom never even considered another man besides dad, and never dated after dad's death. She continued to work at KMart, now switching to 3rd shift because she didn't like being home alone at night. In April 1995 after working 21 years at KMart mom retired. Only two weeks after mom retired, she was diagnosed with inoperable small cell lung cancer. Life expectancy with small cell stage four lung cancer is about 2 years. Mom was told with out any treatment she would not live beyond 6 months. Mom, being the prayer warrior she was, again turned to God for help. Mom didn't ask to be cured, just God to help her accept this, and give her strength. Mom had grandchildren arriving, and children that needed her, and she had unfinished business with God to complete. She endured 8 months of chemotherapy, and in November 1995 was declared cancer free by Dr. SanDiego, who also treated dad. Mom felt God was telling her she had come faithfully to him her whole life, but had not come full circle in her fai
th. She felt an overwelming need to begin attending church, and in 1998, wih her son Mike, began attending the little church on the corner of Abbie and Jefferson again. In December 1998 mom completed God's plan for her life, and at Southlawn Church of God, by Pastor Alcumbrack, she was baptized into Jesus Christ. Her new church family meant so much to her, and she faithfully attended Sunday school, worship services, and Wednesday bible studies. Her faith inspired her son Denny and his family to begin attending at Southlawn, and be baptized soon after. On Sunday, April 25, 2004 mom attended Southlawn church for the last time. Suffering and unknowing to her that her body was again racked with cancer, mom spent 3 hours getting ready and drove herself the half mile to church. After the service she was taken to the emergency room, and placed in the hospital. She died the next Sunday at St. Mary's hospital surrounded by her children. Even though we were not, mom was ready, in the hospital on Thursday of that week, while I told her that God still can work miracles for her, that if it was cancer again, he could heal her. Mom, through tears of acceptance told me, "I am old and tired, this 
is hard for you to understand because you are young. I just want to die now." She was always an inspiration to her children, showing them great strength, even up to death. The night before she died, mom was struggling in intensive care. She had to wear and oxygen mask to help her breath and to remove the fluid that was quicky filling her lungs, and every breath was a struggle. At about 4 AM she took the mask off and refused to wear it even to the pleas of her son Denny and daughter Nancy. She continued to say to us, "I'm done, that's enough." She was never afraid of what awaited, knowing the Lord's promises. Watching mom surrender was very hard to accept, but God had given her the time to discover His true blessings, and to complete her faith. ( Not being a very affectionate family, and one that does not verbally express feelings for one another, things were always as mom said, "it's just known." We all knew how much mom cared for us, and she knew how much we cared, it didn't need to be said. But even though I had never uttered the words to mom that I loved her, I felt an overwelming need to. About an hour before she died, as she laid unconcious, I walked over to her and kissed her on the forehead and told her that I loved her. To my surprised she made a noise of acknowledgement to me. I felt she heard me and was telling me in her way, "I know". I wanted to thank mom for all she did for me, always being there for me, even when she probably should have let me learn my own lessons. She always c
ame out to the house when Mindy would work weekends and help with Shelby, Rena and Chloe. they brought great joy to her, and I felt helping take care of babies kept her feeling alive! And I wanted my kids to know their grandma, what a great person she was, what a kind and generous heart she had, and how she loved them so much. Mom was always there for us whenever we needed her, generous with her time and the little money she had--always willing to sacrifice. Although God has now called our mother and grandmother, our pillar of strength in the storm, surely she would tell us that we need to find this same strength and hope in whom she found it--the Almighty God who carried her through all the storms of life. One time at a bible study of the book of Job at Southlawn, mom said that her life reminded her of Job in way, and especially Job the 14th chapter.
fter the tragic death of her father when she was four, Barb's grand dad Forrest and grandma Jennie with her mother and brother moved to the Godwin Heights area, living in several different rental homes while Luella went to Beauty School. Mom's summers were spent in Jennings, Michigan, near Cadillac, with her brother and grandma Jennie. Forrest and Jennie had moved from Jennings to Grand Rapids, following thier daughter Luella after she graduated from Cadillac High School in 1925. Forrest and Jennie keep the home in Jennings though, and every summer Jennie would go back, while Forrest continued to work in Grand Rapids. Mom's summers in Jennings were spent in the woods picking berries with her grandma, which one time lead to and encounter with a small black bear, swimming in the lake, herding cows through the old abandon lumbering town of Jennings, playing softball, which she loved to do, and was good at, much like her father was, and making new friendships that would last a lifetime. About 1940, mom and Uncle Bill began attending a small neighborhood chuch at the corner of Jefferson
Ave. and Abbie St. in Wyoming. For several years they would walk to the Southlawn Church of God and attend Sunday services. Mom's faith was shaped at this church, little could she have known what an important role Southlawn would play in her final years of life. Even as a child mom would faithfully turn to God in prayer with every concern, whether tivial or important. Grandma Luella reinforced mom's belief in prayer, often telling her when the old car wouldn't start, "Barbara, you pray, God answers your prayers." In 1943 grandma Luella traveled by train to Ft. Meyers, Florida, and married a longtime family friend, Herbert Geskus, who was serving in the Navy during WWII. Grandpa Herbert adopted mom and Bill as his own. Herbert had been a friend of our grandfather, Bill DeBruyn, and lived on Martha St. SW in Grand Rapids, over by where Bill and Luella lived when Barb and Bill were young. In the mid 1940's, a young man named Stew Miller from the Kelloggsville area began taking an interest in mom. Mom worked at Lameroux Drug store at 36th St and Division Ave. in Wyoming, Stew would stop for a moment and press his face against the window and watch her while she worked. Stew, spent a lot of time tearing up and down Division Ave. on his old 1941 Harley Davidson knucklehead, since he had dropped out of Kelloggsville high school. One of the first times Barb's moth
er and Herbert saw Stewart was on a Sunday drive, when dad came flying by their car on his Harley, mom exclaimed in excitement, "There goes Stewy Miller!" Herbert and Luella were not quite sure what to think of the rebellious, good looking young man, in his leather jacket and pompadour hair, that would become their future son-in-law. They later discovered that he would be a good and faithful husband to mom for 37 years. Dad was kind of shy, and initially brought a more outgoing friend over to meet mom for the first time when she lived in Airview St. SE in Wyoming. It wasn't long afterwards that mom and dad became a couple though. In 1948 mom graduated from Godwin Heights High School, she was an outstanding student, obtaining mostly A's and B's with one C. Mom did so well in school that she was skipped over half a grade from 8th to 9th. On October 24, 1950 Stewart and Barbara were married at the home of Pastor Lester Doerr at 719 E. Fulton St. NE in Grand Rapids. Mom and Dad's honeymoon was a ride to kalamazoo and back. Dad was drafted into the Army, and 9 days later left for Detroit, Michigan, then to Ft. Carson, Colorado Springs, Colorado. Mom took the train t
o Colorado Springs to be with dad. After about a year of mom traveling back and forth to Colorado by train and once bus, mom moved to Colorado Springs and lived with dad. Times were hard, and money was so short that mom on a few occasions sold her wedding ring at a pawn shop for money, and buy it back when dad was paid. Even though, mom remembered those times as some of the best of her life. Dad was discharged from the Army in November of 1952, and they came back to Grand Rapids. Dad and mom began their family in 1953 with the birth of their first child, Michael Duane, Nancy Lou was born in 1956 and Douglas Norman was born in 1957. Until 1958 mom and dad lived in few different homes in Grand Rapids, and in 1957 dad received some property on Madison Ave. and 43rd St. SE in Wyoming from his father, Herschel Miller, who passed away in 1958. They built a modest home there for about $6000, which would be home the rest of their lives. Things were getting going for the
Miller family, dad bought cars, mom tried to figure out how to pay the bills, and the kids enjoyed playing with neighborhood friends. Even though money was tight, which did cause some disagreements over dad's spending habits, things were going well. In 1967 mom found herself in an unexpected situation: she was going to have a baby! Although mom was pregnant, it was not too noticeable and only a few people even knew. On Valentine's Day 1968, Dennis Stewart was born. New struggles arose: teenagers, a baby, and not much money! At the 1970's progressed and moved into the 1980's life finally began to become a little easier for a time. The house was paid off, things had settled down some, mom and dad were talking about what they would do when they retired, but then in 1985 dad was diagnosed with esophagus cancer. Again things were tough, and as usual mom relied on God and prayer to sustain her. Although she knew dad's disease was terminal, she kept this from dad and her children, always trying to protect them. Mom alone knew what was going to happen and had the strength to endure this through her faith. Although mom and dad didn't attend church, mom attempted to take Mike, Nancy and Doug to a Baptist church for a brief time when they were little, she continued to have a stong faith in God. Mom was concerned about dad's faith. Dad had never showed any interest in God, and on one ocassion when dad was sick they were over at Restlawn cemetery, visiting grandpa Herschel's grave. Mom asked dad if he believ
ed in God,and that Jesus died for him. Dad was silent for a moment, and responded that yes, he did believe that Jesus died for him. Mom always found great comfort that dad confessed this to her. On Thursday, March 19, 1987 dad lost his battle with cancer, dying in mom's arms at the hospital. Our family was now faced with one of our most devastating events and stuggled with our loss, but mom remained strong for us. Mom never even considered another man besides dad, and never dated after dad's death. She continued to work at KMart, now switching to 3rd shift because she didn't like being home alone at night. In April 1995 after working 21 years at KMart mom retired. Only two weeks after mom retired, she was diagnosed with inoperable small cell lung cancer. Life expectancy with small cell stage four lung cancer is about 2 years. Mom was told with out any treatment she would not live beyond 6 months. Mom, being the prayer warrior she was, again turned to God for help. Mom didn't ask to be cured, just God to help her accept this, and give her strength. Mom had grandchildren arriving, and children that needed her, and she had unfinished business with God to complete. She endured 8 months of chemotherapy, and in November 1995 was declared cancer free by Dr. SanDiego, who also treated dad. Mom felt God was telling her she had come faithfully to him her whole life, but had not come full circle in her fai
th. She felt an overwelming need to begin attending church, and in 1998, wih her son Mike, began attending the little church on the corner of Abbie and Jefferson again. In December 1998 mom completed God's plan for her life, and at Southlawn Church of God, by Pastor Alcumbrack, she was baptized into Jesus Christ. Her new church family meant so much to her, and she faithfully attended Sunday school, worship services, and Wednesday bible studies. Her faith inspired her son Denny and his family to begin attending at Southlawn, and be baptized soon after. On Sunday, April 25, 2004 mom attended Southlawn church for the last time. Suffering and unknowing to her that her body was again racked with cancer, mom spent 3 hours getting ready and drove herself the half mile to church. After the service she was taken to the emergency room, and placed in the hospital. She died the next Sunday at St. Mary's hospital surrounded by her children. Even though we were not, mom was ready, in the hospital on Thursday of that week, while I told her that God still can work miracles for her, that if it was cancer again, he could heal her. Mom, through tears of acceptance told me, "I am old and tired, this 
is hard for you to understand because you are young. I just want to die now." She was always an inspiration to her children, showing them great strength, even up to death. The night before she died, mom was struggling in intensive care. She had to wear and oxygen mask to help her breath and to remove the fluid that was quicky filling her lungs, and every breath was a struggle. At about 4 AM she took the mask off and refused to wear it even to the pleas of her son Denny and daughter Nancy. She continued to say to us, "I'm done, that's enough." She was never afraid of what awaited, knowing the Lord's promises. Watching mom surrender was very hard to accept, but God had given her the time to discover His true blessings, and to complete her faith. ( Not being a very affectionate family, and one that does not verbally express feelings for one another, things were always as mom said, "it's just known." We all knew how much mom cared for us, and she knew how much we cared, it didn't need to be said. But even though I had never uttered the words to mom that I loved her, I felt an overwelming need to. About an hour before she died, as she laid unconcious, I walked over to her and kissed her on the forehead and told her that I loved her. To my surprised she made a noise of acknowledgement to me. I felt she heard me and was telling me in her way, "I know". I wanted to thank mom for all she did for me, always being there for me, even when she probably should have let me learn my own lessons. She always c
ame out to the house when Mindy would work weekends and help with Shelby, Rena and Chloe. they brought great joy to her, and I felt helping take care of babies kept her feeling alive! And I wanted my kids to know their grandma, what a great person she was, what a kind and generous heart she had, and how she loved them so much. Mom was always there for us whenever we needed her, generous with her time and the little money she had--always willing to sacrifice. Although God has now called our mother and grandmother, our pillar of strength in the storm, surely she would tell us that we need to find this same strength and hope in whom she found it--the Almighty God who carried her through all the storms of life. One time at a bible study of the book of Job at Southlawn, mom said that her life reminded her of Job in way, and especially Job the 14th chapter. Pastor Alcumbrack read 1st Corinthians 15.Pastor Alcumbrack's comments: Barbara will surely be missed by her family and friends. Here at Southlawn, Barbara was not just a friend, she was family. She fit into the fellowship here just as naturally as if she attended every Sunday from the time she was a child. My first contact with Barb was over the phone. She said she had been diagnosed with terminal cancer, and she wanted all her children to be baptized. I had no idea what kind of person I was talking to at the time, and I drastically underestimated her faith, and her love for the Lord. Those qualities became obvious the first time I met her. The first time she came, she was with her son, Mike, and I thought to myself, I never had anyone come with their own bodyguard!!! Mike's handshake almost brought me to my knees!! What I didn't underestimate was her love for her children, or her concern for their salvation. From her childhood Barbara believed in God. She believed Jesus Christ was the only begotten Son of God, who gave his life as an atoning sacrifice for the sins of all mankind. She knew the offer of salvation was available for everyone. She believed that Jesus Christ was returning, with salvation in his wings. And she had cultivated a relationship with God through active and faithful prayer. Denny says he can remember her almost every morning sitting on her bed reading her bible and praying. Often she would spend her time in the morning sitting on the bed for nearly a half hour with her head bowed in silent prayer. The kids remember her reading stories from he bible to them. She tried taking the kids to a couple different churches, but something just didn'
t fit. But when she came back to Southlawn she had found her home. And how it lifted her spirits! To see Barb was to see the fruit of God at work in her. Her love and devotion. Her humility and gentle spirit. Her love for the Word. Her prayers and faithfulness. I had the privilege to baptize her, as well as Denny and Mindy. Barb was not afraid of death. She believed wholeheartedly she was prepared for the Lord's return. She believed Jesus had appeared once to offer himself as a sacrifice for sin, and he will appear a second time to bring salvation to all those who are looking for him.Pastor Alcumbrack reads 1st Thessalonians 4:13-18 and Psalms 23:6.Congregational Song "It Is Well With My Soul."
t fit. But when she came back to Southlawn she had found her home. And how it lifted her spirits! To see Barb was to see the fruit of God at work in her. Her love and devotion. Her humility and gentle spirit. Her love for the Word. Her prayers and faithfulness. I had the privilege to baptize her, as well as Denny and Mindy. Barb was not afraid of death. She believed wholeheartedly she was prepared for the Lord's return. She believed Jesus had appeared once to offer himself as a sacrifice for sin, and he will appear a second time to bring salvation to all those who are looking for him.Pastor Alcumbrack reads 1st Thessalonians 4:13-18 and Psalms 23:6.Congregational Song "It Is Well With My Soul."
