Yesterday I wrote a tribute about Ravi Zacharias. He was known worldwide.
Two days before he died, our church was saddened by the death of Marjorie Grannum. She was born in Trinidad and Tobago and that is where she was when the Lord said, "It's time to come home!" Marjorie was not known beyond the circles of her family and friends, but her home call is surely as significant as that of others in the Kingdom of God.
We, here in our home, and hundreds of other homes, watched Marjorie's funeral online. Her daughter Alison and a local pastor in Trinidad and Tobago brought us into the presence of God in a wonderful and meaningful way.
Marjorie was laid in a white casket and on the wall behind her in the funeral home, scenes of her life with her children, grandchildren, great-grandchildren, and friends passed by.
Marjorie Grannum came to Canada and resided in downtown Toronto on Dufferin Street. She loved the congregation at Dufferin Street Baptist Church.
As a seamstress she made clothing for hundreds. Wedding dresses, shirts, suits, and all kinds of clothing came from her creative, skillful, and loving hands. When it came time for the wedding, she made sure the bride's hair was done perfectly. In this way, she cared for her children and helped each of them to get the best education possible.
During the last twenty years of her life, she lived in Scarborough, Toronto. Her Christian witness was a bright light in our fellowship at Heron Park Baptist Church. Never one to shy away from a difficult topic, she constantly brought the life of Christ into focus. She knew how to meet an issue head-on, but she didn't lose friends over her passion to make things right. She witnessed for her Lord to all, where ever she was found.
I enjoyed Marjorie's wit and humor. She could tell endless stories, each full of character, action, and surprising endings. Her real-life adventures sometimes left me almost breathless. Her memory brought back interesting stories, so much so, that I could listen to her for 45 or 50 minutes. I marveled at her ability to trust God in the most distressing moments of life. She almost owned her place at the round table near the piano on Thursdays at the Gathering Place, and no one thought of taking it from her. But now, when we open after Covid-19 measures let us, we'll all miss her terribly.
Marjorie needed a walker to get around the room, but she did not need anyone to tell her what she should believe. We mourned her passing, and at home, we said, "She had trouble walking, and she loved singing, and now, in heaven, she is dancing with joy, saying, 'I am with my Savior, the one I've come to know and love.'"
Two days before he died, our church was saddened by the death of Marjorie Grannum. She was born in Trinidad and Tobago and that is where she was when the Lord said, "It's time to come home!" Marjorie was not known beyond the circles of her family and friends, but her home call is surely as significant as that of others in the Kingdom of God.
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| Marjorie Grannum and Alison two years ago, May 26, '19. |
We, here in our home, and hundreds of other homes, watched Marjorie's funeral online. Her daughter Alison and a local pastor in Trinidad and Tobago brought us into the presence of God in a wonderful and meaningful way.
Marjorie was laid in a white casket and on the wall behind her in the funeral home, scenes of her life with her children, grandchildren, great-grandchildren, and friends passed by.
Marjorie Grannum came to Canada and resided in downtown Toronto on Dufferin Street. She loved the congregation at Dufferin Street Baptist Church.
As a seamstress she made clothing for hundreds. Wedding dresses, shirts, suits, and all kinds of clothing came from her creative, skillful, and loving hands. When it came time for the wedding, she made sure the bride's hair was done perfectly. In this way, she cared for her children and helped each of them to get the best education possible.
During the last twenty years of her life, she lived in Scarborough, Toronto. Her Christian witness was a bright light in our fellowship at Heron Park Baptist Church. Never one to shy away from a difficult topic, she constantly brought the life of Christ into focus. She knew how to meet an issue head-on, but she didn't lose friends over her passion to make things right. She witnessed for her Lord to all, where ever she was found.
I enjoyed Marjorie's wit and humor. She could tell endless stories, each full of character, action, and surprising endings. Her real-life adventures sometimes left me almost breathless. Her memory brought back interesting stories, so much so, that I could listen to her for 45 or 50 minutes. I marveled at her ability to trust God in the most distressing moments of life. She almost owned her place at the round table near the piano on Thursdays at the Gathering Place, and no one thought of taking it from her. But now, when we open after Covid-19 measures let us, we'll all miss her terribly.
Marjorie needed a walker to get around the room, but she did not need anyone to tell her what she should believe. We mourned her passing, and at home, we said, "She had trouble walking, and she loved singing, and now, in heaven, she is dancing with joy, saying, 'I am with my Savior, the one I've come to know and love.'"
Wonderful Tribute David, we will miss her.
ReplyDeleteThank you for the tribute to Marjorie. I'm eager to meet her in heaven!
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