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Elderly Christian Woman

2 Corinthians 5:8

A lady named Charlotte Young has written a poem, which expresses very clearly the sentiments of (name):

"They say that I am growing old,
I've heard them tell it times untold
In language plane and bold --
But I'm not growing old.

This frail old shell in which I dwell
Is growing old, I know full well --
But I am not the shell.

What if my hairs turning grey?
Grey hairs are honorable, they say,
What if my eyesight is growing dim?
I still can see to follow Him
Who sacrificed His life for me
Upon the cross of Calvary.

What tho I falter in my walk?
What tho my tongue refused to talk?
I still can tread the narrow way,
I still can watch and praise and pray.

My hearing may not be so keen
As in the past it may have been,
Still, I can hear my Saviour say
In whispers soft, "This is the way."

Ere long my soul shall fly away,
And leave this tenement of clay.
'This robe of flesh out drop, and rise
To seize the everlasting prize" --
I'll meet you on the streets of gold,
And prove that I'm not growing old
."
-- Source Unknown

(Name) will never grow old.
Her 94 years has ripened her for heaven, and now she breathes the calm and peace of heaven.
We could spend much time reviewing her many laborers of love and lives that she has lifted.
Truly, hers was a life of Christian love!

Her shining faith, unwavering and unchanged, gives us the certainty that when her eyelids closed in death
and this earthly scene grew dim before her, her spiritual eyes looked heavenward and beheld the glorious vista
of that heavenly home.

The snow of years on her head and the bent shoulders tell a story far more significant than words can utter or hearts can feel.
Her years tell a story of service and sacrifice, even in these later years of suffering.

What moving memories come to mind, and how death makes them even more memorable to us.
Long life to her was a gift of grace, and she always sought to be worthy of it.
It would be impossible to write an epitaph of this one without using the words love, faith, cheerfulness, and church.

She has gone home!
And we are confident that "to be absent from the body is to be present with the Lord."
(2 Corinthians 5: 8)
To be in the eternal abiding place of God will indeed be eternal glory.

Heaven is where God is.

And now for this loving Christian there is rest... and reunion.
The shadows of night and darkness has vanished away, and she is complete and perfect.

"Behold, what manner of love the Father hath bestowed upon us, that we should be called the sons of God...
Beloved, now are we the sons of God, and it doth not yet appear what we shall be;
but we know that, when he shall appear, we shall be like Him; for we shall see Him as He is.
" (1 John 3: 1-2)

"We shall come with joy and gladness,
We shall gather round the throne;
Face to face with those that love us,
We shall know as we are known:
And the song of our redemption,
Shall resound through endless day..."

"Someday the silver cord will break
And I know more as now shall sing;
But, O, the joy when I shall wake
Within the palace of the King!

And I shall see Him face to face
And tell the story -- ' Saved by Grace.'
"
-- Source Unknown

Sermon by Dr. Harold L. White
Email Dr. White at hleewhite@aol.com