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[004]. MESSAGE FROM A POEM - A MEMORIAL TO KENT HARRISON

This was written after Kent’s death in Townsville maybe in April 2005. We had known him since early Mt Isa days, then later when he moved to Charters Towers and then to Townsville. Kent suffered a few massive strokes but battled on after each until it eventually became too much. In his latter years, he was a true prayer warrior, lifting up others to the throne in prayer. He loved the outdoors and was meticulous in his teaching activities with manual arts and tech drawing.

Sometimes along the road to life, the Lord gives us the honour of meeting and associating with certain of His people much more than others. The memories of those special friendships last a lifetime here and in the grace of God, will be enduring in heaven. I am writing on this now some 19 years after the poem was written, and it is still sad to do so with a human sadness that followed the years.

David the King had many companions but I think the closest one to him was Jonathon. 1Samuel 18:1 “Now it came about when he had finished speaking to Saul, that the soul of Jonathan was knit to the soul of David, and Jonathan loved him as himself”}}

That relationship remained until the day of Jonathon’s death, which was a terrible blow to David - {{2Samuel 1:17 “Then David chanted with this lament over Saul and Jonathan his son,”

2Samuel 1:26 “I am distressed for you, my brother Jonathan. You have been very pleasant to me. Your love to me was more wonderful than the love of women.”}}

I knew Kent from the 1960s up until when he went to be with the Lord in 2005. We had known him since early Mt Isa days, then later when he moved to Charters Towers and then to Townsville. Kent suffered a few massive strokes but battled on after each until it eventually became too much. In his latter years, he was a true prayer warrior, lifting up others to the throne in prayer sincerely and daily. He loved the outdoors and adventures, and was meticulous in his teaching activities with manual arts and technical drawing.

I place this poem here today as a tribute to my dear friend, and maybe someone can relate part of this to themselves. Thank you, and God bless us all in the frailty of our human bodies, but the spirit is alive! We live forever.

A MEMORIAL TO KENT HARRISON

Death is just the pathway

That God chose you to take;

His loving invitation

Granted for the Saviour’s sake.

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Called into His presence

From this world’s constant pain;

No hunger, thirst or sorrow

Will afflict your life again.

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Friends we were for ages,

United in our ways.

God’s called you there before me

To His bright, eternal days.

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Sickness you surely knew;

Its battles you fought well.

Reign now with Christ in glory.

His victory song you swell.

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Many time your kindness

To me you did display;

Compassion too; for others,

All their needs caused you to pray.

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Prayer became your action

When activity ceased;

Your hours spent with Jesus,

In prayerful delight, increased.

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Brother, I will miss you,

Your fellowship and love;

But you have the better place

In painless abodes above.

Ron Ferguson April 2005 6-6-7-7

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