Thursday

“If you put your trust in the love of Jesus Christ,

your sins are wiped out,

‘There is no condemnation for those who belong to Christ.'”

~Romans 8:1 NLT~

Pray for the Gehringer family as they have the service for Frank today at 11:00.  Continue to pray for them in the coming days.

Pray for my former student, Charlotte, as they have services for her husband Saturday.

Pray for other families who have lost loved ones lately.  The grieving is not over when the services are over.

Donald J. Forsyth, Jr. was born July 12, 1964 and passed away at 5:55 a.m., Tuesday, April 6, 2010 at his residence. He was 45, a native of Lutcher and a resident of Amite.

Donald is survived by wife, Charlotte Whitener Forsyth, Amite; a son, Skylar Singleton, Amite; mother, Mary Grace Forsyth, Gonzales; 2 sisters, Cindy Melancon and husband, Jeff, and their children, Jordan and Brooke, Gonzales and Melanie Schexnaydre and husband, Charles, and their children, Lauren and Alex, Prairieville; mother and father-in-law, Wilson “Dub” and Gail Whitener, Amite; sister-in-law, Lisa Carruth and husband Danny, and their son, Landon, Greensburg; godchildren, Landon Murphy, Lauren Schexnaydre and Brooke Melancon; godmother, Julie Cambre, Luling; godfather, Vinzule Bourgeois, Jr., LaPlace; his beloved pets, “Harley” & “Tib”.

Preceded in death by his father, Donald J. Forsyth, Sr.; paternal grandparents, Armaize and Godfrey Forsyth; maternal grandparents, Grace and Vinzule Bourgeois, Sr.

Donald was an avid outdoorsman who loved to hunt and fish. He worked as a driver SAIA Motor Freight for 22 years.

Visitation at the McKneely & Vaughn Funeral Home, Amite, on Saturday, April 10, 2010 from 10:00 a.m. until Religious Services at 2:00 p.m. with Rev. Darryl Miller officiating. Interment in Hillsdale Cemetery.

Pall Bearers; Skyler Singleton, Charles Schexnaydre, Jeff Melancon, Landon Murphy, Al Glover, Russ Jenkins, Danny Carruth, Brian Kirkland and David Kirkland.

An on-line Guestbook and to view a Video tribute is available at http://www.mckneelyvaughnfh.com

McKneely & Vaughn Funeral Home, Amite is located at I-55N & Hwy 16W behind Mr. Tom’s Car Wash and Holiday Inn Express.

Frank Gehringer was a resident of Kentwood who died at 8:55 a.m. on Monday, April 5, 2010 at Our Lady of the Lake Regional Medical Center in Baton Rouge. He was born May 19, 1965 in Baton Rouge and was 44 years of age. He had a love for working on anything mechanical from a small child. He continued this passion his entire life. He was employed by the local Ford dealership where he was a certified Ford Diesel Technician and was a member of First Baptist Church, Kentwood, LA. Visitation at First Baptist Church, Kentwood, from 6 p.m. until 9 p.m. on Wednesday and from 8 a.m. until religious services at 11 a.m. Thursday. Services conducted by Rev. Joey Miller and Rev. Danny Smith. Interment Woodland Cemetery, Kentwood, LA. Survived by Son, Gavin Gehringer, Kentwood, daughter, Lauren Gehringer, Kentwood, parents, Frankie and Fay Gehringer, Kentwood, sister, Jennifer Gehringer, Kentwood. Preceded in death by grandparents, Mildred and Robert Miscar, Iley Gentry, and Frank and Estelle Gehringer, 2 uncles, Dr. Gerald Gehringer, Fred Gill, and brother-in-law, Ken Lee. In lieu of flowers, memorial contributions may be made to First Baptist Church, AWANA Children’s Fund, 310 Ave. E, Kentwood, LA 70444. McKneely Funeral Home, Kentwood, in charge of arrangements.

ALONE

HAVE YOU EVER felt truly alone…?

After my father died, I gathered with our family at a funeral home to choose the casket and arrange specifics for the memorial service. As I drove away from the funeral home, I made it only about two hundred yards before I broke down and wept, and had to pull the car over and stop.

This wasn’t the first time I’d cried after my father’s death, but it was the first time I’d cried alone, and the tears and the grief were so strong. Cars streamed past me, their passengers and drivers unaware of what was taking place in my car, and I vividly remember how alone I felt.

But in truth I wasn’t alone, because only two hundred yards away were people who loved me with all their hearts. To be comforted, all I needed to do was turn around and go back to the funeral home. I felt alone–but I really wasn’t.

For me, personally, the sense of aloneness in that moment was overwhelming; yet I know that many others have experienced far worse than anything I went through. Many have wept as I did, but could never be assured there was someone nearby they could turn to for comfort, whether two hundred yards away or two hundred miles.

And yet, even in comparison to such unbearable experiences, there’s Someone else whose pain of isolation and abandonment goes infinitely deeper.

Before being nailed to the cross, Jesus already knew what it meant to be forsaken; He had become intimately acquainted with being rejected or abandoned by men. Yet whenever it happened, He could always say, “Though forsaken by men, I am not alone, for My Father is always with Me.”

But not now.

He who for all eternity has never been alone is now wholly abandoned. Such utter desolation has never existed before in all eternity, because of the infinite love and fellowship of the Godhead, which can never be broken. But not the incarnate Son must be forsaken by the Father…because the Father is holy, and there in the Father’s sight is “the most grotesque display of ugliness imaginable.” It’s the monstrous sight of the unbounded totality of human sin resting upon one Man.

Therefore that Man must be utterly removed from the presence of the holy God, utterly separated, as far as the east is from the west.

Jesus didn’t just feel forsaken; He is forsaken. (C.J. Mahaney)

KneEmail: “And about the ninth hour Jesus cried out with a loud voice, saying, ‘Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani?’ that is, ‘My God, My God, why have You forsaken Me?'” ( Matt. 27:46).

Posted by Mike Benson at January 15, 2009 12:16 PM

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Anna Lee