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Tribute to Steve Richardson

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Steve Richardson, the writer of moving, elegant music, has escaped the tether of earth, winging to that other world. It is the mysterious way of death.

Beautifully sung here by the Brooklyn Tabernacle Choir is his best-known work, Daystar.

I did not realize until reading about him this morning that he also wrote the moving expression that follows here. These words are my heart. Often I have sung them . . . and wept, as I do


Just to walk with Him means everything to me,
Just to know He’s near, His hands are leading me,
Though the world pass me by
Go their way and let me be
Just to walk with Him means everything to me.

May the passage of Brother Richardson from this world to the other mark for us who have yet to make the transition how fleeting and inconsequential are this world’s trinkets and treasures. Surely this morning, Brother Richardson sings as never before…Just to walk with Him means everything to me.

Rest in peace with Jesus.

Noon 1/7/12 Edit

Just found this video of Brother Richardson and others singing, Daystar. I wept again as I watched it. So beautiful. So moving. so important.


From Wilma Stephens

Steve Richardson Memorial information:
Viewing: Tuesday, January 10 at 3:00 p.m.
Memorial Service: Tuesday, January 10 at 7:00 p.m.
New Life Fellowship
7849 Wabash Ave.
Terre Haute, IN 47803
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Janiver Brown and Heaven

I can’t recall when in such a brief period so many people who are significant to me have gone to meet Jesus. This morning the final call came to my beautiful, longtime friend, Jan Brown. With certain peace, she left this world, and now occupies a timeless, invisible place. She rests in eternity with Jesus.

Jan was a preacher’s wife; her husband, Clayton, is the pastor of a United Pentecostal church in Napa, CA. It is impossible to imagine a sweeter, more godly person than was Jan. Truly I feel exceedingly blessed to have been in her circle of acquaintances. She was an exceptional person. And now she is gone, leaving a wonderful family; two sons, two daughters, and her dear husband.

Her husband briefly writes of the conclusion of her earthly life in this way:

“Janiver laid down her cares and took the hand of Jesus this morning at 3:00am. She passed very peacefully with no struggle. I can only image the glories she is experiencing now and for eternity. I know it will be a challenge for us to redefine “normal” now. The larger someone is in your life, the bigger the hole they leave when they are gone. But God will see us through. Love to each of you! Clayton”

A song rings in my ears tonight as I consider Heaven, its glory, its mystery.  Many who are dear to me are gathered there tonight.

“What a day that will be when my Jesus I will see

When I look upon His face, the One who saved me by His grace.

When He takes me by the hand, leads me through the Promised Land.

What a day, glorious day that will be.”

For sure I don’t know how it all works, but I just wonder…is Jesus showing Janiver around tonight? Has she talked with Sister Freeman and Brother Hyde who just arrived there last week? Has she dipped a toe in the River of Life or  bent down to rub her hand across a golden street? Has she met up with the Patriarchs, the Apostles, or David…who was a man after God’s own heart? Has she paused to gaze in awe at the splendor of Heaven? Can she peer down and see a million galaxies…or the precisely ordered spin of our planet–the one we call earth?

We don’t know. But of this I am sure; Jan is safe with Jesus, freed at last from the terrors of this earth, from her cancer riddled body, from fear, from pain, from dread and uncertainty.