In Loving Memory
(Faith & Victory : Nov. 1964)
God, in His great love and wisdom, has called our dear Sister Opal Wilson from labor to reward. As a fellow laborer and minister of the gospel, we have suffered a great loss, but it is her eternal gain where she is resting from her labors, yet her works will follow on.
Sister Opal lived for this day--working, toiling, sacrificing, and giving of her talents and time with a zeal and courage commendable to all. She had a real missionary spirit and burning desire to get the gospel to the poor and needy about her. She loved the cause of God, and no task was too small or too great for her to put her whole heart into it with a faith backed up by prayer and laboring with her own hands to see it accomplished.
When the call came for help in Nigeria, Africa, she accepted the challenge, desiring to carry the gospel to the hungry souls of that land. "Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends." Sister Opal gave her life for others, a true soldier of the cross. She was a devoted wife and mother, working side by side with her husband, Bro. O. B. Wilson, preaching the gospel at home and abroad. While Bro. Wilson's calling was more evangelistic, she was the pastor of the Los Angeles, Calif. congregation (which later moved to Pacoima) for more than twenty years.
We have personally been very closely associated with Bro. and Sister Wilson for the last twenty-one years and will feel this loss very keenly, and can say as a minister of the gospel we have lost a very precious and valuable minister from our midst. May God help us each one to be faithful unto death when we, too, will receive a crown of life.
Our deepest sympathy is extended to Bro. Wilson and the family. May God bless and give you strength in this time of sorrow. With courage may you look forward to that day of reunion where there will be no more parting, but we will be forever with the Lord.
"Brother, dear, never fear, we shall triumph at last, if we trust in the Word He has given. When our trials and toils, and our weepings are past, we shall meet in that home up in heaven. Let us pray for each other, nor faint by the way in this sad world of sorrow and care. For that Home is so bright, and is almost in sight, and I trust in my heart" we'll meet up there.
-Ira D. Stover
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Thursday, February 3, 2011
In Loving Memory
In Loving Memory
(Faith & Victory : Nov. 1964)
God, in His great love and wisdom, has called our dear Sister Opal Wilson from labor to reward. As a fellow laborer and minister of the gospel, we have suffered a great loss, but it is her eternal gain where she is resting from her labors, yet her works will follow on.
Sister Opal lived for this day--working, toiling, sacrificing, and giving of her talents and time with a zeal and courage commendable to all. She had a real missionary spirit and burning desire to get the gospel to the poor and needy about her. She loved the cause of God, and no task was too small or too great for her to put her whole heart into it with a faith backed up by prayer and laboring with her own hands to see it accomplished.
When the call came for help in Nigeria, Africa, she accepted the challenge, desiring to carry the gospel to the hungry souls of that land. "Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends." Sister Opal gave her life for others, a true soldier of the cross. She was a devoted wife and mother, working side by side with her husband, Bro. O. B. Wilson, preaching the gospel at home and abroad. While Bro. Wilson's calling was more evangelistic, she was the pastor of the Los Angeles, Calif. congregation (which later moved to Pacoima) for more than twenty years.
We have personally been very closely associated with Bro. and Sister Wilson for the last twenty-one years and will feel this loss very keenly, and can say as a minister of the gospel we have lost a very precious and valuable minister from our midst. May God help us each one to be faithful unto death when we, too, will receive a crown of life.
Our deepest sympathy is extended to Bro. Wilson and the family. May God bless and give you strength in this time of sorrow. With courage may you look forward to that day of reunion where there will be no more parting, but we will be forever with the Lord.
"Brother, dear, never fear, we shall triumph at last, if we trust in the Word He has given. When our trials and toils, and our weepings are past, we shall meet in that home up in heaven. Let us pray for each other, nor faint by the way in this sad world of sorrow and care. For that Home is so bright, and is almost in sight, and I trust in my heart" we'll meet up there.
-Ira D. Stover
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(Faith & Victory : Nov. 1964)
God, in His great love and wisdom, has called our dear Sister Opal Wilson from labor to reward. As a fellow laborer and minister of the gospel, we have suffered a great loss, but it is her eternal gain where she is resting from her labors, yet her works will follow on.
Sister Opal lived for this day--working, toiling, sacrificing, and giving of her talents and time with a zeal and courage commendable to all. She had a real missionary spirit and burning desire to get the gospel to the poor and needy about her. She loved the cause of God, and no task was too small or too great for her to put her whole heart into it with a faith backed up by prayer and laboring with her own hands to see it accomplished.
When the call came for help in Nigeria, Africa, she accepted the challenge, desiring to carry the gospel to the hungry souls of that land. "Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends." Sister Opal gave her life for others, a true soldier of the cross. She was a devoted wife and mother, working side by side with her husband, Bro. O. B. Wilson, preaching the gospel at home and abroad. While Bro. Wilson's calling was more evangelistic, she was the pastor of the Los Angeles, Calif. congregation (which later moved to Pacoima) for more than twenty years.
We have personally been very closely associated with Bro. and Sister Wilson for the last twenty-one years and will feel this loss very keenly, and can say as a minister of the gospel we have lost a very precious and valuable minister from our midst. May God help us each one to be faithful unto death when we, too, will receive a crown of life.
Our deepest sympathy is extended to Bro. Wilson and the family. May God bless and give you strength in this time of sorrow. With courage may you look forward to that day of reunion where there will be no more parting, but we will be forever with the Lord.
"Brother, dear, never fear, we shall triumph at last, if we trust in the Word He has given. When our trials and toils, and our weepings are past, we shall meet in that home up in heaven. Let us pray for each other, nor faint by the way in this sad world of sorrow and care. For that Home is so bright, and is almost in sight, and I trust in my heart" we'll meet up there.
-Ira D. Stover
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Wednesday, February 2, 2011
WAR IN HEAVEN
They enthroned him as god
And he reigned over them
For a time and times
And half a time
He a brutal master
They a sold slave
Sold under sin
How helpless they struggled
Under the brutal slave master
Their souls cried for relieve
In the heart of endless toil
Heading for the heart of the soil
But in the din of harsh cries
There comes a still small voice
It was the shout of Arch Angel
Then war broke out in Heaven
That exalted place of Power
Where the god of wickedness
Wielded his royal scepter
Michael fought along with His ministers
The dragon and his agents fought back
But theirs was an effort futile
Against the Sword of the Spirit
And the Blood of the Lamb
There was no place found
In Heaven for the dragon
And his army any more
For they were cast
To lowly earth of humiliation
In the rubble of frustration
He troubles those
Whose mind dwells still on earth
For his time is short
But those who whose affection
Leans on things above
Are filled with joy
For they are now seated
In Heavenly places
And their mind stays on God
Free from bondage
To reign with Christ
Over their own flesh
Now is come the salvation
And the power
And the kingdom of our God
And the authority of his Christ
Because he who says evil
Against our brothers
Before our God
Day and night
Is forced down
And they overcame him
Through the blood of the Lamb
And the word of their witness
And loving not their lives
They freely gave themselves up to death
Be glad then O heavens
And you who are in them
But there is trouble
For the earth and the sea
Because the Evil One
Has come down to you
Being very angry
Having the knowledge
That he has but a short time
Are you still in the earth?
And he reigned over them
For a time and times
And half a time
He a brutal master
They a sold slave
Sold under sin
How helpless they struggled
Under the brutal slave master
Their souls cried for relieve
In the heart of endless toil
Heading for the heart of the soil
But in the din of harsh cries
There comes a still small voice
It was the shout of Arch Angel
Then war broke out in Heaven
That exalted place of Power
Where the god of wickedness
Wielded his royal scepter
Michael fought along with His ministers
The dragon and his agents fought back
But theirs was an effort futile
Against the Sword of the Spirit
And the Blood of the Lamb
There was no place found
In Heaven for the dragon
And his army any more
For they were cast
To lowly earth of humiliation
In the rubble of frustration
He troubles those
Whose mind dwells still on earth
For his time is short
But those who whose affection
Leans on things above
Are filled with joy
For they are now seated
In Heavenly places
And their mind stays on God
Free from bondage
To reign with Christ
Over their own flesh
Now is come the salvation
And the power
And the kingdom of our God
And the authority of his Christ
Because he who says evil
Against our brothers
Before our God
Day and night
Is forced down
And they overcame him
Through the blood of the Lamb
And the word of their witness
And loving not their lives
They freely gave themselves up to death
Be glad then O heavens
And you who are in them
But there is trouble
For the earth and the sea
Because the Evil One
Has come down to you
Being very angry
Having the knowledge
That he has but a short time
Are you still in the earth?
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