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God's promises are like the stars; the darker the night the brighter they shine. ~David Nicholas

Thursday, June 11, 2009

In Loving Memory

One year ago today, Sister Denery, had her last coughing spell, took her last breathing treatment, closed her weary, "double-visioned" eyes, and breathed her last breath of dirty earth air and awoke in the portals of glory. She breathed new air and found it celestial, she walked for the first time in two years or so, and found her feet were trodding on gold, and she touched a hand and instead of it being her husband Bill's, she found that it was God's. Sister Denery ran her race with grace and dignity. Her life was an example of deep dedication and love for the Lord. She could be counted on to do what she said she would do. She always remembered birthdays and would bring back little treasures from her trips up north to me and the other children. Sister Denery never had to be primed and pumped up to give a testimony, she always had a amen or praise the Lord, during the preaching, and it was not uncommon for her to take a walk around the church with her hands held in the air in total praise and adoration for her Saviour. I remember some of her favorite songs being: "Faith is the Victory", "Amazing Grace", "I'll Live for Him", and " I'm so glad I'm apart of the Family of God." Sister Denery also sang for a special number in church sometimes. She was a very modest person and would always say to listen to the words and not her. Her voice wasn't stunning but her spirit was. Many times people would get blessed or have tears running down their face when Sister Denery sang. She just had an amazingly sweet spirit! The song that she sang the most was, "The Love of God." Every time she sang that song she would cry. She loved her Lord more than anything else! We played a tape of her singing that song at her Memorial Service. Read the lyrics below and let your heart be blessed:

The love of God is greater far
Than tongue or pen can ever tell;
It goes beyond the highest star,
And reaches to the lowest hell;
The guilty pair, bowed down with care,
God gave His Son to win;
His erring child He reconciled,
And pardoned from his sin.

Refrain:
Oh, love of God, how rich and pure!
How measureless and strong!
It shall forevermore endure—The saints’ and angels’ song.

When hoary time shall pass away,
And earthly thrones and kingdoms fall,
When men who here refuse to pray,
On rocks and hills and mountains call,
God’s love so sure, shall still endure,
All measureless and strong;
Redeeming grace to Adam’s race—
The saints’ and angels’ song.

Could we with ink the ocean fill,
And were the skies of parchment made,
Were every stalk on earth a quill,
And every man a scribe by trade;
To write the love of God above
Would drain the ocean dry;
Nor could the scroll contain the whole,
Though stretched from sky to sky.

A beautiful song for sure!!! Sister Denery, you are missed and loved! We are all looking forward to seeing you again in Heaven! Keep watching the Pearly Gates, cause' we'll be there in the morning!

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