| Robinson, Billie Jean Pearson First Baptist Church, Kentwood, at 11 a.m.
Richard Edward “Ricky” Miller
(April 10, 1964 – February 22, 2009)
Richard Edward “Ricky” Miller was born April 10, 1964, and he passed away February 22, 2009 at 9:08AM in Amite, LA. He was 44 years young and a native and resident of Amite, LA. Ricky was a member of Cornerstone Church of Amite. He was part owner with his brother, Kenny, of Phares Glass and Radiator for 14 years.
Ricky is survived by his mother and step-father, Elizabeth Ridgedell Miller Conerly and Clifton David Conerly of Amite; his father, Lloyd Edward Miller, also of Amite. He is also survived by two sisters and one brother: Debbie Miller Wilkinson and husband, Leroy, of Amite, Brandi Conerly Faunce and husband, Curtis, of Loranger, and Kenny Lloyd Miller and wife, Samantha, of Amite. Ricky is also survived by numerous nieces and nephews, one great niece, and other extended family. He would not want us to leave out his two faithful pugs: Koda and Miles.
Ricky was preceded in death by his paternal gradparents, Floyd and Kathryn Miller, his maternal gradparents, Ozema and Helen Ridgedell, and his sister, Linda Kaye Miller Misita.
Visitaion will be Monday, February 23, 2009 at Cornerstone Church, 108 Campo Lane, Amite, LA 70422, from 6:00PM until 9:00PM. Religious services will be held Tuesday, February 24, 2009 at 11:00AM also at Cornerstone Church with Brother Mervin Strother officiating and interment in Amite Memorial Gardens.
An online Guestbook is available at www.mckneelyvaughnfh.com.
McKneely & Vaughn Funeral Home, Amite, is in charge of the arrangements.
Kne Email
“At the name of Jesus every knee should bow…” (Philippians 2:10).
Mike Benson, Editor
The Prodigal Son, in the Key of ‘F’
Feeling footloose and frisky, a feather-brained fellow forced his fond father to fork over the family finances. He flew far to foreign fields and frittered his fortune feasting fabulously with faithless friends.
Finally, facing famine and fleeced by he fellows in folly, he found himself a feed-flinger in a filthy farmyard. Fairly famished he fain would have filled his frame with the foraged foods of the fodder fragments left by the filthy farmyard creatures.
“Fooey”, he said, My father’s flunkies fare far fancier.” The fugitive found feverishly, frankly facing facts. Frustrated by failure and filled with foreboding he forthwith fled to his family.
Falling at father’s feet, he floundered forlornly. “Father, I have flunked and fruitlessly forfeited family favor,” But the faithful father, forestalling further flinching frantically flagged the flunkies. “Fetch forth the finest fatling and fix a feast.”
But the fugitive’s fault-finding frater frowned on the fickle forgiveness of the former folderol. His fury flashed. But fussing was futile, for the far-sighted father figured such filial fidelity is fine, but forbids fervent festivity?
The fugitive found. “Unfurl the flags, with fanfares flaring Let fun and frolic freely flow ” Former failure is forgiven, folly is forsaken And forgiveness forms the foundation for futile fortitude.” (Author Unknown)
“And he arose and came to his father. But when he was still a great way off, his father saw him and had compassion, and ran and fell on his neck and kissed him.” Luke 15:20
Thank-you for praying today. Your prayers mean so much to so many.
Anna Lee
|