As we enter into the winter season oftentimes, we reflect back on the sovereignty of God. In addition, there is a mixture of tolerance, optimism of an unseen hope of faith that helped bring you through the fire. However, we must admit when remembering the sovereignty of God; God is always in the midst of every situation. For he is our hiding place. “Thou art my hiding place a shield. I hope in thy word. Ps 119=114. I believe the hardest sermon ever to be preached and challenging for any Pastor is preaching a memorial service, especially for a family that has been thrown into the stage of suffering, it permeates deep in the soul forcing us to reaffirm our alien residency.
To say, “trust God” has a hollow ring in the ears of though overwhelmed with grief. Just like Jesus with Lazarus, we must admit to ourselves that sin permeates this world and it effects are real and relentless. It is an emotional tug of war within, knowing that our love one has been called to glory.
Nevertheless, God’s word is pure: For the word of God is quick. And powerful, and sharper than any two-edge sword, piercing even to the dividing asunder of soul and spirit, and of the joints and marrow, and is a discerner of the thoughts and intents of the heart. Heb, 4-12. In a word of compassion, I quote Maya Angelou: “I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.
Deacon Earl Bradley you will always have a special place in our hearts, a heart print that will forever be embedded in our hearts and minds. This is the paradox of unspeakable joy mixed with profound grief reminding the family and church with gentle caution “to not grieve as do the rest who have no hope. Deacon Bradley was deeply loved he was someone who gave strength and encouragement to all through his art and wisdom.
In addition, throughout his experiences and life challenges what was important to him was family and friends. To seek the truth and let the light shine within and around you, so that grace may abound in touching others lives. I believe this would be his wishes for us: Comfort on difficult days, smiles when sadness intrudes. Rainbows to follow the clouds, laughter to kiss your lips, sunsets to warm your heart., hugs when spirits sag, beauty for your eyes to see, friendship to brighten your being, faith so that you can believe. Confidence when you doubt, courage to know yourself, patience to accept the truth, love to complete your life.
“Our sincerest condolence goes out toward the Bradley family.”
Saint rest Family
Posted on Thu, December 8, 2011
by mary ann palms