<TITLE>02. Par -</TITLE>L-2-6 So we... He... What I understand, he had diabetes and went into--in a coma and--and didn't--not knowing he had the diabetes and--and was... He died. He never died; he just went to be with the Lord Jesus.
And he was a faithful, wonderful brother, always mindful of other people. And his delight was to try to find somebody a place to set down when they come to church. And you know, maybe when we cross over the bar, wouldn't it be nice to see Brother Taylor, there, find us a place to set down on the other side?
I think in commemoration of Brother Taylor... I wasn't here to speak at--with Brother Neville at his funeral, but I want to say a word of my appreciations to his widow. Sister Taylor, I suppose, is here somewhere this morning. Bless her loyal heart.
Brother Taylor, one day he said, "Come up and see me. I've got a little lake dug up there. I put some fish in it so you'd come up and fish." Always mindful of somebody else, and there was Somebody was mindful of him; that was Christ, to give him salvation. And I think in commemoration yet for this church, as it gathers as a body this morning, let us stand together and bow our heads before God.

L-3-3 Our heavenly Father, we as human beings this morning and the--the comers to this place of worship... Thy great hand has moved among us and taken from us one of our precious brothers, who we love and know that Thou did love him. And You had a reason for all this, Lord, or it would not have happened in this way, knowing that our Bible tells us that all things work together for good to them that love God; and that he did.
And we look around in the world, and we find the--nature, in every way, speaking to us that the grave cannot hold him, for on earth he served the purpose that You sent him here to do. He was a good, loyal brother.
And we find that in the life of botany life, and in the life of the sun that rises of a morning to give us light... And in the middle of the day it becomes at middle age, and then evening it dies again, only to rise again the next morning fresh and new, because it served God's purpose.
We see the flowers as they bloom, and beautify the earth, and decorate the funeral halls and the wedding places, and serves a purpose: opening up it's heart and giving out freely, honey to the bee, and perfume to the passer, beauty to the seeker; gives all it has in a service for God, then it bows it's little head. But when spring comes around it rises again, because it served God's purpose.


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