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"An excellent wife who can find? She is far more precious than jewels." Is it any wonder that "the heart of her husband trusts in her, and he will have no lack of gain." In a very good way it seems as if we have always been married. But it's been five years! Five years to call our own. I can not imagine life without her; nor do I want to.
Happy Anniversary, Carrie! I love you.
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"An excellent wife who can find? She is far more precious than jewels." Is it any wonder that "the heart of her husband trusts in her, and he will have no lack of gain." In a very good way it seems as if we have always been married. But it's been five years! Five years to call our own. I can not imagine life without her; nor do I want to.
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Happy Anniversary, Carrie! I love you."
>Milestones
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In the midst of his suffering, Job spoke these words: "My days are past, my plans are broken off, even the desires of my heart" (Job 17:11). For the first time in our lives these broken words of Job echo the substance of our thoughts and the emotions of our hearts. Surely it is the Lord who gives and the Lord who takes away; blessed be the name of our Lord.
We prayed for healing. But should God, in His gracious wisdom choose not to grant healing, we prayed that God would take Daniel gently and tenderly. We asked our God for grace. Grace to let Daniel go for His glory and Daniel's eternal joy. We prayed that God would sanctify our deep distress unto us; that He would continue to work through Daniel's testimony in the days, months, and years to follow; that He would keep us from being overcome with regret and guilt, and that the Great Shepherd of the sheep would minister intimately to Daniel's spirit in those moments of passing from this world to the next.
We prayed knowing that God gladly hears the cries of His children. And though He did not grant all of our pleadings, we put our hands over our mouths and bow our heads in worship of our Sovereign God. Psalm 115:3 says, "Our God is in the heavens; he does whatever he pleases." Our God does whatever He pleases. So with heads bowed in worship we say, The Alpha and Omega, the Beginning and the Ending was pleased both to receive our requests and to take our beloved son, Daniel. Again, we put our hands over our mouths and worship. Worthy is our God, who in His unspeakable grace was pleased to bruise His own Son, to receive power and riches and wisdom, and strength and honor and glory and blessing for He has done what He has pleased with our little Daniel!
While Daniel was with us, we were the ones who were free, we were the ones who could walk and talk and sing and play and smile and touch and kiss. His was to sit quietly and take in a world that he could not understand or enjoy. But now things are quite different. The tables have been turned. Daniel is now the one who is free and we are the ones who remain in these bodies of death. We are the ones who groan with all of creation to be delivered from the bondage of corruption. Daniel has that freedom which we all desire. Yet we with Daniel groan within ourselves, waiting for the adoption, to wit, the redemption of our body. So we cover our mouths and worship the God who will one day make all things new.
Daniel's life's seed has fallen to the ground and died, but will now bear much fruit. The flower of his joy has just begun to bloom and its blooming will be without end. We rejoice that Daniel's three years of almost unrelenting suffering are over. May the Christ who has carried our sorrows and sufferings be praised! Unlike Lazarus, who was raised by our Christ only to die once more, Daniel lives never to die again. The One who is the Resurrection and the Life has granted to Daniel not only an abundant, overflowing life of intense consciousness, but such life as is everlasting. We say to our son, "Daniel, we grieve not only for our loss of you, but also for our sin-induced blindness and unbelief in the face of the most weighty moments of our lives. But though we grieve we also rejoice in your inheritance! And Daniel, we wish to go HOME too. We love you and through your life we have grown to taste more of God's goodness. O Daniel, our great hope, amidst our grief, is that Jesus paid for all our sin. And one day, with you our son, we will stand complete before the throne." So our hands cover our mouths and we worship the majestic God who made our precious Daniel.
Daniel was God's silent little preacher. He has preached and we have listened. So we praise our God who has chosen the weak things of the world to confound the things which are mighty, and in that choosing gave us Daniel for a short, but deeply treasured time. We cover our mouths and worship the God whose strength is made perfect in weakness; blessed be the name of our Lord.
I close this tribute with words from a friend: "What a ministry little Daniel has had in our lives! More powerful in many lives than the wasted worldliness of those who grow old for nothing. Weep for your loss, and weep for those who have never tasted so much of God and eternity. Things are not what they seem.""
title=""Our precious Daniel William Cruver II was born on October 12, 1999. When he was thirteen hours old, our seemingly healthy baby boy began experiencing seizures. After one week in NICU and many tests, we were sent home with no...">Three Years of Remembrance
Today I woke up in Heaven, Number One, Prepared Place Celestial City, God's Eternal Home By Bonnie Elaine Cruver I'm free. I'm free. My lips can speak, My tongue can sing, My ears can hear, My eyes can see, My feet can dance, My hands can touch. Oh, please don't weep for me. I am safe. I am healed. I am free. And I will praise my Abba Father For all eternity. Today I woke up in Heaven, the place prepared for me. I gasped and spoke the name of Jesus, the One who died and set me free. I thanked Him for my dear mommy, for she gave me birth and life. She cared for me and held me close three years of days and nights. Her words and tender touch were such a comfort and a joy. The little kisses on my nose, her gentle voice, "Sweet Boy…" I love her more than she'll ever know, And how I longed to tell her so. Oh mommy, please don't weep for me. I'm safe with Jesus, healed, and free. And now I praise my Abba Father For all eternity. Today I woke up in Heaven, the place prepared for me. I hold the hand of Jesus, the One who died and set me free. I thanked Him for my daddy, the lips that kissed my brow. The voice that prayed a blessing, as over me he'd bow. I loved his hand upon my head. I loved to hear him say How proud he was of me. I loved it when he'd pray. Tell daddy that I love him, and his hand on me by night. Tell him that when we walk with Jesus, I'll hold his hand again, and tight. Oh daddy, please don't weep for me. I'm safe with Jesus, healed, and free. And now I praise my Abba Father For all eternity. Today I woke up in Heaven, the place prepared for me. I talk and walk with Jesus, the One who died and set me free. I thanked Him for my sister, a better one there's never been. I thanked Him for the many times she wiped the bubbles from my chin. I loved to hear her laughter; feel her kisses on my face. Although they call her "Hannah", she was my "AMAZING Hannah Grace." I thanked him for Isaiah Owen, who brought our home so much joy. That God would picture Jesus' love through such a little boy! He showed me that Heaven is filled with every color, tribe and race. And one day we will play as brothers in this glorious place. Oh, big sister and little brother, please don't weep for me. I am safe with Jesus, healed and free. And now I praise my Abba Father For all eternity. Today I woke up in Heaven, the place prepared for me. I stood in awe of Jesus, the one who died and set me free. He exchanged my suffering for his joy; my seizures turned to laughter. My body, with it frozen grip, no longer holds me captive. One gaze upon the Savior, and all my sufferings ended. And three years of pain and grief seems but a light affliction. For the Savior once suffered far worse when nailed upon the cross. But there's glory in His precious wounds; our Abba, too, has suffered loss. And someday you will see Him, and his wounds of suffering And around His throne I'll hold your hands as we dance, praise, rejoice, and sing. Oh, daddy, mommy, sister, brother, grandmas, grandpas, aunts, uncles, cousins, friends, Please, oh please, don't weep for me. I am safe. I am healed. I am free. And I will praise our Abba Father For all eternity. Yes, a loving son, his daddy's namesake, Daniel William Cruver II is free…. " Little Daniel, you are sorely missed.... -
See you soon
Today, I have many mixed emotions flowing through me - emotions of sadness and loss but also of great joy. All I can think of are incoherent thoughts. Today marks my nephew's sixth birthday, but for the last three years, little Daniel has been in the presence of the Lord. We are blessed to have known little Daniel for the time we had with him. He is sorely missed and a void in our lives is sorely vivid. I thank my God for the privilege of being a part of little Daniel's life. I can not help but think of Jesus' words, "Let the little children come to me and do not hinder them, for to such belongs the kingdom of heaven" (Matthew 19:13-15). My thoughts also run to David's words in 2 Samuel, "I will go to him, but he will not return to me" (12:23).The loss we grieve,
Give both Grandma & Grandpa Greats a hug and a kiss for me. Worship my Savior in His very presence. See you soon.
time we miss with a little boy,
but the gain we long for,
as you have already realized,
to see and touch the face of Christ our Lord. -
A Heritage Like No Other
Malcolm Ray Neier - "Papaw"Malcolm Ray Neier 79, Coatesville, went home to be with our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, Monday July 18, 2005 after courageously battling melanoma cancer. Malcolm was born September 21, 1925 in Greencastle, IN to Virgil and Hattie Bourne Neier. He graduated from Belle Union High School in 1943 and attended Purdue University. Malcolm was a minister of God, pastoring at Floyd Center, Coatesville Missionary Baptist Church and was interim pastor at Union Valley Baptist Church. He then did fill in ministering until his death. He was also a retired farmer and salesperson. Malcolm was preceded in death by his parents and brother, Roland Neier. Survivors include his wife of 61 years, Ruby Allee Neier, whom he married on September 17, 1944 and 3 children, Noble (Sue) Neier, Anne (Max) Magee and Russell (Cheryl) Neier all of Coatesville. He is also survived by 8 grandchildren and 14 great-grandchildren, many nieces and nephews, his Coatesville Missionary Baptist Church family and many friends and neighbors.
Bernice Nelson Seaver - "Grandma"Bernice Nelson Seaver, 91, of Endicott, entered into the arms of her Lord and Saviour, Sunday evening, July 24, 2005, at Our Lady of Lourdes Hospital with her loving family by her side. She was born on August 3, 1913 in Ehrenfeld, Pa., the daughter of Orrin and Mary Lynch Nelson. She was predeceased by her husband, Lewis Seaver in 1987. She is survived by her four children and spouses, Christa and Ernest Gibson, Rome, N.Y., Rev. Glenn and Naomi Seaver, Vestal, Bonnie and Hartley Cruver, Glen Burnie, Md., and Rev. David and Jeaneth Seaver, Endicott. She is also survived by her grandchildren, Rev. Terry and Renee Gibson, Detroit, Mich., Diane and Joe Staton, Frankfort, Ind., Daniel and Alissa Gibson, West Winfield, N.Y., Scott Gibson, Greenville, Tex., Christy and Mark Hurd, Ames, N.Y., Mark and Rose Seaver, Edmonton, Canada, Michelle and Randy Gregory, Mount Vision, N.Y., Julie and Tyler Decker, Binghamton, Daniel and Melissa Cruver, Clarks Summit, Pa., Stephen and Tricia Cruver, Greenville, S.C., David and Carrie Cruver, Greenville, S.C., Wendy and David Hettinger, Newark Valley, Kim and Vince Dickinson, Weslaco, Tex.; also survived by 38 great-grandchildren; her sisters, Dr. Marge Nelson, Syracuse, N.Y., and Sister Joan, Buffalo, N.Y.; she leaves a special friend, Betty Pirro, Binghamton. The family wishes to thank the staff at Lourdes Hospital for their loving care of Bernice.
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"An excellent wife who can find? She is far more precious than jewels." Is it any wonder that "the heart of her husband trusts in her, and he will have no lack of gain." In a very good way it seems as if we have always been married. But it's been five years! Five years to call our own. I can not imagine life without her; nor do I want to.
.
Happy Anniversary, Carrie! I love you."
>Milestones
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In the midst of his suffering, Job spoke these words: "My days are past, my plans are broken off, even the desires of my heart" (Job 17:11). For the first time in our lives these broken words of Job echo the substance of our thoughts and the emotions of our hearts. Surely it is the Lord who gives and the Lord who takes away; blessed be the name of our Lord.
We prayed for healing. But should God, in His gracious wisdom choose not to grant healing, we prayed that God would take Daniel gently and tenderly. We asked our God for grace. Grace to let Daniel go for His glory and Daniel's eternal joy. We prayed that God would sanctify our deep distress unto us; that He would continue to work through Daniel's testimony in the days, months, and years to follow; that He would keep us from being overcome with regret and guilt, and that the Great Shepherd of the sheep would minister intimately to Daniel's spirit in those moments of passing from this world to the next.
We prayed knowing that God gladly hears the cries of His children. And though He did not grant all of our pleadings, we put our hands over our mouths and bow our heads in worship of our Sovereign God. Psalm 115:3 says, "Our God is in the heavens; he does whatever he pleases." Our God does whatever He pleases. So with heads bowed in worship we say, The Alpha and Omega, the Beginning and the Ending was pleased both to receive our requests and to take our beloved son, Daniel. Again, we put our hands over our mouths and worship. Worthy is our God, who in His unspeakable grace was pleased to bruise His own Son, to receive power and riches and wisdom, and strength and honor and glory and blessing for He has done what He has pleased with our little Daniel!
While Daniel was with us, we were the ones who were free, we were the ones who could walk and talk and sing and play and smile and touch and kiss. His was to sit quietly and take in a world that he could not understand or enjoy. But now things are quite different. The tables have been turned. Daniel is now the one who is free and we are the ones who remain in these bodies of death. We are the ones who groan with all of creation to be delivered from the bondage of corruption. Daniel has that freedom which we all desire. Yet we with Daniel groan within ourselves, waiting for the adoption, to wit, the redemption of our body. So we cover our mouths and worship the God who will one day make all things new.
Daniel's life's seed has fallen to the ground and died, but will now bear much fruit. The flower of his joy has just begun to bloom and its blooming will be without end. We rejoice that Daniel's three years of almost unrelenting suffering are over. May the Christ who has carried our sorrows and sufferings be praised! Unlike Lazarus, who was raised by our Christ only to die once more, Daniel lives never to die again. The One who is the Resurrection and the Life has granted to Daniel not only an abundant, overflowing life of intense consciousness, but such life as is everlasting. We say to our son, "Daniel, we grieve not only for our loss of you, but also for our sin-induced blindness and unbelief in the face of the most weighty moments of our lives. But though we grieve we also rejoice in your inheritance! And Daniel, we wish to go HOME too. We love you and through your life we have grown to taste more of God's goodness. O Daniel, our great hope, amidst our grief, is that Jesus paid for all our sin. And one day, with you our son, we will stand complete before the throne." So our hands cover our mouths and we worship the majestic God who made our precious Daniel.
Daniel was God's silent little preacher. He has preached and we have listened. So we praise our God who has chosen the weak things of the world to confound the things which are mighty, and in that choosing gave us Daniel for a short, but deeply treasured time. We cover our mouths and worship the God whose strength is made perfect in weakness; blessed be the name of our Lord.
I close this tribute with words from a friend: "What a ministry little Daniel has had in our lives! More powerful in many lives than the wasted worldliness of those who grow old for nothing. Weep for your loss, and weep for those who have never tasted so much of God and eternity. Things are not what they seem.""
title=""Our precious Daniel William Cruver II was born on October 12, 1999. When he was thirteen hours old, our seemingly healthy baby boy began experiencing seizures. After one week in NICU and many tests, we were sent home with no...">Three Years of Remembrance
Today I woke up in Heaven, Number One, Prepared Place Celestial City, God's Eternal Home By Bonnie Elaine Cruver I'm free. I'm free. My lips can speak, My tongue can sing, My ears can hear, My eyes can see, My feet can dance, My hands can touch. Oh, please don't weep for me. I am safe. I am healed. I am free. And I will praise my Abba Father For all eternity. Today I woke up in Heaven, the place prepared for me. I gasped and spoke the name of Jesus, the One who died and set me free. I thanked Him for my dear mommy, for she gave me birth and life. She cared for me and held me close three years of days and nights. Her words and tender touch were such a comfort and a joy. The little kisses on my nose, her gentle voice, "Sweet Boy…" I love her more than she'll ever know, And how I longed to tell her so. Oh mommy, please don't weep for me. I'm safe with Jesus, healed, and free. And now I praise my Abba Father For all eternity. Today I woke up in Heaven, the place prepared for me. I hold the hand of Jesus, the One who died and set me free. I thanked Him for my daddy, the lips that kissed my brow. The voice that prayed a blessing, as over me he'd bow. I loved his hand upon my head. I loved to hear him say How proud he was of me. I loved it when he'd pray. Tell daddy that I love him, and his hand on me by night. Tell him that when we walk with Jesus, I'll hold his hand again, and tight. Oh daddy, please don't weep for me. I'm safe with Jesus, healed, and free. And now I praise my Abba Father For all eternity. Today I woke up in Heaven, the place prepared for me. I talk and walk with Jesus, the One who died and set me free. I thanked Him for my sister, a better one there's never been. I thanked Him for the many times she wiped the bubbles from my chin. I loved to hear her laughter; feel her kisses on my face. Although they call her "Hannah", she was my "AMAZING Hannah Grace." I thanked him for Isaiah Owen, who brought our home so much joy. That God would picture Jesus' love through such a little boy! He showed me that Heaven is filled with every color, tribe and race. And one day we will play as brothers in this glorious place. Oh, big sister and little brother, please don't weep for me. I am safe with Jesus, healed and free. And now I praise my Abba Father For all eternity. Today I woke up in Heaven, the place prepared for me. I stood in awe of Jesus, the one who died and set me free. He exchanged my suffering for his joy; my seizures turned to laughter. My body, with it frozen grip, no longer holds me captive. One gaze upon the Savior, and all my sufferings ended. And three years of pain and grief seems but a light affliction. For the Savior once suffered far worse when nailed upon the cross. But there's glory in His precious wounds; our Abba, too, has suffered loss. And someday you will see Him, and his wounds of suffering And around His throne I'll hold your hands as we dance, praise, rejoice, and sing. Oh, daddy, mommy, sister, brother, grandmas, grandpas, aunts, uncles, cousins, friends, Please, oh please, don't weep for me. I am safe. I am healed. I am free. And I will praise our Abba Father For all eternity. Yes, a loving son, his daddy's namesake, Daniel William Cruver II is free…. " Little Daniel, you are sorely missed.... -
See you soon
Today, I have many mixed emotions flowing through me - emotions of sadness and loss but also of great joy. All I can think of are incoherent thoughts. Today marks my nephew's sixth birthday, but for the last three years, little Daniel has been in the presence of the Lord. We are blessed to have known little Daniel for the time we had with him. He is sorely missed and a void in our lives is sorely vivid. I thank my God for the privilege of being a part of little Daniel's life. I can not help but think of Jesus' words, "Let the little children come to me and do not hinder them, for to such belongs the kingdom of heaven" (Matthew 19:13-15). My thoughts also run to David's words in 2 Samuel, "I will go to him, but he will not return to me" (12:23).The loss we grieve,
Give both Grandma & Grandpa Greats a hug and a kiss for me. Worship my Savior in His very presence. See you soon.
time we miss with a little boy,
but the gain we long for,
as you have already realized,
to see and touch the face of Christ our Lord. -
A Heritage Like No Other
Malcolm Ray Neier - "Papaw"Malcolm Ray Neier 79, Coatesville, went home to be with our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, Monday July 18, 2005 after courageously battling melanoma cancer. Malcolm was born September 21, 1925 in Greencastle, IN to Virgil and Hattie Bourne Neier. He graduated from Belle Union High School in 1943 and attended Purdue University. Malcolm was a minister of God, pastoring at Floyd Center, Coatesville Missionary Baptist Church and was interim pastor at Union Valley Baptist Church. He then did fill in ministering until his death. He was also a retired farmer and salesperson. Malcolm was preceded in death by his parents and brother, Roland Neier. Survivors include his wife of 61 years, Ruby Allee Neier, whom he married on September 17, 1944 and 3 children, Noble (Sue) Neier, Anne (Max) Magee and Russell (Cheryl) Neier all of Coatesville. He is also survived by 8 grandchildren and 14 great-grandchildren, many nieces and nephews, his Coatesville Missionary Baptist Church family and many friends and neighbors.
Bernice Nelson Seaver - "Grandma"Bernice Nelson Seaver, 91, of Endicott, entered into the arms of her Lord and Saviour, Sunday evening, July 24, 2005, at Our Lady of Lourdes Hospital with her loving family by her side. She was born on August 3, 1913 in Ehrenfeld, Pa., the daughter of Orrin and Mary Lynch Nelson. She was predeceased by her husband, Lewis Seaver in 1987. She is survived by her four children and spouses, Christa and Ernest Gibson, Rome, N.Y., Rev. Glenn and Naomi Seaver, Vestal, Bonnie and Hartley Cruver, Glen Burnie, Md., and Rev. David and Jeaneth Seaver, Endicott. She is also survived by her grandchildren, Rev. Terry and Renee Gibson, Detroit, Mich., Diane and Joe Staton, Frankfort, Ind., Daniel and Alissa Gibson, West Winfield, N.Y., Scott Gibson, Greenville, Tex., Christy and Mark Hurd, Ames, N.Y., Mark and Rose Seaver, Edmonton, Canada, Michelle and Randy Gregory, Mount Vision, N.Y., Julie and Tyler Decker, Binghamton, Daniel and Melissa Cruver, Clarks Summit, Pa., Stephen and Tricia Cruver, Greenville, S.C., David and Carrie Cruver, Greenville, S.C., Wendy and David Hettinger, Newark Valley, Kim and Vince Dickinson, Weslaco, Tex.; also survived by 38 great-grandchildren; her sisters, Dr. Marge Nelson, Syracuse, N.Y., and Sister Joan, Buffalo, N.Y.; she leaves a special friend, Betty Pirro, Binghamton. The family wishes to thank the staff at Lourdes Hospital for their loving care of Bernice.
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"An excellent wife who can find? She is far more precious than jewels." Is it any wonder that "the heart of her husband trusts in her, and he will have no lack of gain." In a very good way it seems as if we have always been married. But it's been five years! Five years to call our own. I can not imagine life without her; nor do I want to.
.
Happy Anniversary, Carrie! I love you."
>Milestones
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In the midst of his suffering, Job spoke these words: "My days are past, my plans are broken off, even the desires of my heart" (Job 17:11). For the first time in our lives these broken words of Job echo the substance of our thoughts and the emotions of our hearts. Surely it is the Lord who gives and the Lord who takes away; blessed be the name of our Lord.
We prayed for healing. But should God, in His gracious wisdom choose not to grant healing, we prayed that God would take Daniel gently and tenderly. We asked our God for grace. Grace to let Daniel go for His glory and Daniel's eternal joy. We prayed that God would sanctify our deep distress unto us; that He would continue to work through Daniel's testimony in the days, months, and years to follow; that He would keep us from being overcome with regret and guilt, and that the Great Shepherd of the sheep would minister intimately to Daniel's spirit in those moments of passing from this world to the next.
We prayed knowing that God gladly hears the cries of His children. And though He did not grant all of our pleadings, we put our hands over our mouths and bow our heads in worship of our Sovereign God. Psalm 115:3 says, "Our God is in the heavens; he does whatever he pleases." Our God does whatever He pleases. So with heads bowed in worship we say, The Alpha and Omega, the Beginning and the Ending was pleased both to receive our requests and to take our beloved son, Daniel. Again, we put our hands over our mouths and worship. Worthy is our God, who in His unspeakable grace was pleased to bruise His own Son, to receive power and riches and wisdom, and strength and honor and glory and blessing for He has done what He has pleased with our little Daniel!
While Daniel was with us, we were the ones who were free, we were the ones who could walk and talk and sing and play and smile and touch and kiss. His was to sit quietly and take in a world that he could not understand or enjoy. But now things are quite different. The tables have been turned. Daniel is now the one who is free and we are the ones who remain in these bodies of death. We are the ones who groan with all of creation to be delivered from the bondage of corruption. Daniel has that freedom which we all desire. Yet we with Daniel groan within ourselves, waiting for the adoption, to wit, the redemption of our body. So we cover our mouths and worship the God who will one day make all things new.
Daniel's life's seed has fallen to the ground and died, but will now bear much fruit. The flower of his joy has just begun to bloom and its blooming will be without end. We rejoice that Daniel's three years of almost unrelenting suffering are over. May the Christ who has carried our sorrows and sufferings be praised! Unlike Lazarus, who was raised by our Christ only to die once more, Daniel lives never to die again. The One who is the Resurrection and the Life has granted to Daniel not only an abundant, overflowing life of intense consciousness, but such life as is everlasting. We say to our son, "Daniel, we grieve not only for our loss of you, but also for our sin-induced blindness and unbelief in the face of the most weighty moments of our lives. But though we grieve we also rejoice in your inheritance! And Daniel, we wish to go HOME too. We love you and through your life we have grown to taste more of God's goodness. O Daniel, our great hope, amidst our grief, is that Jesus paid for all our sin. And one day, with you our son, we will stand complete before the throne." So our hands cover our mouths and we worship the majestic God who made our precious Daniel.
Daniel was God's silent little preacher. He has preached and we have listened. So we praise our God who has chosen the weak things of the world to confound the things which are mighty, and in that choosing gave us Daniel for a short, but deeply treasured time. We cover our mouths and worship the God whose strength is made perfect in weakness; blessed be the name of our Lord.
I close this tribute with words from a friend: "What a ministry little Daniel has had in our lives! More powerful in many lives than the wasted worldliness of those who grow old for nothing. Weep for your loss, and weep for those who have never tasted so much of God and eternity. Things are not what they seem.""
title=""Our precious Daniel William Cruver II was born on October 12, 1999. When he was thirteen hours old, our seemingly healthy baby boy began experiencing seizures. After one week in NICU and many tests, we were sent home with no...">Three Years of Remembrance
Today I woke up in Heaven, Number One, Prepared Place Celestial City, God's Eternal Home By Bonnie Elaine Cruver I'm free. I'm free. My lips can speak, My tongue can sing, My ears can hear, My eyes can see, My feet can dance, My hands can touch. Oh, please don't weep for me. I am safe. I am healed. I am free. And I will praise my Abba Father For all eternity. Today I woke up in Heaven, the place prepared for me. I gasped and spoke the name of Jesus, the One who died and set me free. I thanked Him for my dear mommy, for she gave me birth and life. She cared for me and held me close three years of days and nights. Her words and tender touch were such a comfort and a joy. The little kisses on my nose, her gentle voice, "Sweet Boy…" I love her more than she'll ever know, And how I longed to tell her so. Oh mommy, please don't weep for me. I'm safe with Jesus, healed, and free. And now I praise my Abba Father For all eternity. Today I woke up in Heaven, the place prepared for me. I hold the hand of Jesus, the One who died and set me free. I thanked Him for my daddy, the lips that kissed my brow. The voice that prayed a blessing, as over me he'd bow. I loved his hand upon my head. I loved to hear him say How proud he was of me. I loved it when he'd pray. Tell daddy that I love him, and his hand on me by night. Tell him that when we walk with Jesus, I'll hold his hand again, and tight. Oh daddy, please don't weep for me. I'm safe with Jesus, healed, and free. And now I praise my Abba Father For all eternity. Today I woke up in Heaven, the place prepared for me. I talk and walk with Jesus, the One who died and set me free. I thanked Him for my sister, a better one there's never been. I thanked Him for the many times she wiped the bubbles from my chin. I loved to hear her laughter; feel her kisses on my face. Although they call her "Hannah", she was my "AMAZING Hannah Grace." I thanked him for Isaiah Owen, who brought our home so much joy. That God would picture Jesus' love through such a little boy! He showed me that Heaven is filled with every color, tribe and race. And one day we will play as brothers in this glorious place. Oh, big sister and little brother, please don't weep for me. I am safe with Jesus, healed and free. And now I praise my Abba Father For all eternity. Today I woke up in Heaven, the place prepared for me. I stood in awe of Jesus, the one who died and set me free. He exchanged my suffering for his joy; my seizures turned to laughter. My body, with it frozen grip, no longer holds me captive. One gaze upon the Savior, and all my sufferings ended. And three years of pain and grief seems but a light affliction. For the Savior once suffered far worse when nailed upon the cross. But there's glory in His precious wounds; our Abba, too, has suffered loss. And someday you will see Him, and his wounds of suffering And around His throne I'll hold your hands as we dance, praise, rejoice, and sing. Oh, daddy, mommy, sister, brother, grandmas, grandpas, aunts, uncles, cousins, friends, Please, oh please, don't weep for me. I am safe. I am healed. I am free. And I will praise our Abba Father For all eternity. Yes, a loving son, his daddy's namesake, Daniel William Cruver II is free…. " Little Daniel, you are sorely missed.... -
See you soon
Today, I have many mixed emotions flowing through me - emotions of sadness and loss but also of great joy. All I can think of are incoherent thoughts. Today marks my nephew's sixth birthday, but for the last three years, little Daniel has been in the presence of the Lord. We are blessed to have known little Daniel for the time we had with him. He is sorely missed and a void in our lives is sorely vivid. I thank my God for the privilege of being a part of little Daniel's life. I can not help but think of Jesus' words, "Let the little children come to me and do not hinder them, for to such belongs the kingdom of heaven" (Matthew 19:13-15). My thoughts also run to David's words in 2 Samuel, "I will go to him, but he will not return to me" (12:23).The loss we grieve,
Give both Grandma & Grandpa Greats a hug and a kiss for me. Worship my Savior in His very presence. See you soon.
time we miss with a little boy,
but the gain we long for,
as you have already realized,
to see and touch the face of Christ our Lord. -
A Heritage Like No Other
Malcolm Ray Neier - "Papaw"Malcolm Ray Neier 79, Coatesville, went home to be with our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, Monday July 18, 2005 after courageously battling melanoma cancer. Malcolm was born September 21, 1925 in Greencastle, IN to Virgil and Hattie Bourne Neier. He graduated from Belle Union High School in 1943 and attended Purdue University. Malcolm was a minister of God, pastoring at Floyd Center, Coatesville Missionary Baptist Church and was interim pastor at Union Valley Baptist Church. He then did fill in ministering until his death. He was also a retired farmer and salesperson. Malcolm was preceded in death by his parents and brother, Roland Neier. Survivors include his wife of 61 years, Ruby Allee Neier, whom he married on September 17, 1944 and 3 children, Noble (Sue) Neier, Anne (Max) Magee and Russell (Cheryl) Neier all of Coatesville. He is also survived by 8 grandchildren and 14 great-grandchildren, many nieces and nephews, his Coatesville Missionary Baptist Church family and many friends and neighbors.
Bernice Nelson Seaver - "Grandma"Bernice Nelson Seaver, 91, of Endicott, entered into the arms of her Lord and Saviour, Sunday evening, July 24, 2005, at Our Lady of Lourdes Hospital with her loving family by her side. She was born on August 3, 1913 in Ehrenfeld, Pa., the daughter of Orrin and Mary Lynch Nelson. She was predeceased by her husband, Lewis Seaver in 1987. She is survived by her four children and spouses, Christa and Ernest Gibson, Rome, N.Y., Rev. Glenn and Naomi Seaver, Vestal, Bonnie and Hartley Cruver, Glen Burnie, Md., and Rev. David and Jeaneth Seaver, Endicott. She is also survived by her grandchildren, Rev. Terry and Renee Gibson, Detroit, Mich., Diane and Joe Staton, Frankfort, Ind., Daniel and Alissa Gibson, West Winfield, N.Y., Scott Gibson, Greenville, Tex., Christy and Mark Hurd, Ames, N.Y., Mark and Rose Seaver, Edmonton, Canada, Michelle and Randy Gregory, Mount Vision, N.Y., Julie and Tyler Decker, Binghamton, Daniel and Melissa Cruver, Clarks Summit, Pa., Stephen and Tricia Cruver, Greenville, S.C., David and Carrie Cruver, Greenville, S.C., Wendy and David Hettinger, Newark Valley, Kim and Vince Dickinson, Weslaco, Tex.; also survived by 38 great-grandchildren; her sisters, Dr. Marge Nelson, Syracuse, N.Y., and Sister Joan, Buffalo, N.Y.; she leaves a special friend, Betty Pirro, Binghamton. The family wishes to thank the staff at Lourdes Hospital for their loving care of Bernice.
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"An excellent wife who can find? She is far more precious than jewels." Is it any wonder that "the heart of her husband trusts in her, and he will have no lack of gain." In a very good way it seems as if we have always been married. But it's been five years! Five years to call our own. I can not imagine life without her; nor do I want to.
.
Happy Anniversary, Carrie! I love you."
>Milestones
-
In the midst of his suffering, Job spoke these words: "My days are past, my plans are broken off, even the desires of my heart" (Job 17:11). For the first time in our lives these broken words of Job echo the substance of our thoughts and the emotions of our hearts. Surely it is the Lord who gives and the Lord who takes away; blessed be the name of our Lord.
We prayed for healing. But should God, in His gracious wisdom choose not to grant healing, we prayed that God would take Daniel gently and tenderly. We asked our God for grace. Grace to let Daniel go for His glory and Daniel's eternal joy. We prayed that God would sanctify our deep distress unto us; that He would continue to work through Daniel's testimony in the days, months, and years to follow; that He would keep us from being overcome with regret and guilt, and that the Great Shepherd of the sheep would minister intimately to Daniel's spirit in those moments of passing from this world to the next.
We prayed knowing that God gladly hears the cries of His children. And though He did not grant all of our pleadings, we put our hands over our mouths and bow our heads in worship of our Sovereign God. Psalm 115:3 says, "Our God is in the heavens; he does whatever he pleases." Our God does whatever He pleases. So with heads bowed in worship we say, The Alpha and Omega, the Beginning and the Ending was pleased both to receive our requests and to take our beloved son, Daniel. Again, we put our hands over our mouths and worship. Worthy is our God, who in His unspeakable grace was pleased to bruise His own Son, to receive power and riches and wisdom, and strength and honor and glory and blessing for He has done what He has pleased with our little Daniel!
While Daniel was with us, we were the ones who were free, we were the ones who could walk and talk and sing and play and smile and touch and kiss. His was to sit quietly and take in a world that he could not understand or enjoy. But now things are quite different. The tables have been turned. Daniel is now the one who is free and we are the ones who remain in these bodies of death. We are the ones who groan with all of creation to be delivered from the bondage of corruption. Daniel has that freedom which we all desire. Yet we with Daniel groan within ourselves, waiting for the adoption, to wit, the redemption of our body. So we cover our mouths and worship the God who will one day make all things new.
Daniel's life's seed has fallen to the ground and died, but will now bear much fruit. The flower of his joy has just begun to bloom and its blooming will be without end. We rejoice that Daniel's three years of almost unrelenting suffering are over. May the Christ who has carried our sorrows and sufferings be praised! Unlike Lazarus, who was raised by our Christ only to die once more, Daniel lives never to die again. The One who is the Resurrection and the Life has granted to Daniel not only an abundant, overflowing life of intense consciousness, but such life as is everlasting. We say to our son, "Daniel, we grieve not only for our loss of you, but also for our sin-induced blindness and unbelief in the face of the most weighty moments of our lives. But though we grieve we also rejoice in your inheritance! And Daniel, we wish to go HOME too. We love you and through your life we have grown to taste more of God's goodness. O Daniel, our great hope, amidst our grief, is that Jesus paid for all our sin. And one day, with you our son, we will stand complete before the throne." So our hands cover our mouths and we worship the majestic God who made our precious Daniel.
Daniel was God's silent little preacher. He has preached and we have listened. So we praise our God who has chosen the weak things of the world to confound the things which are mighty, and in that choosing gave us Daniel for a short, but deeply treasured time. We cover our mouths and worship the God whose strength is made perfect in weakness; blessed be the name of our Lord.
I close this tribute with words from a friend: "What a ministry little Daniel has had in our lives! More powerful in many lives than the wasted worldliness of those who grow old for nothing. Weep for your loss, and weep for those who have never tasted so much of God and eternity. Things are not what they seem.""
title=""Our precious Daniel William Cruver II was born on October 12, 1999. When he was thirteen hours old, our seemingly healthy baby boy began experiencing seizures. After one week in NICU and many tests, we were sent home with no...">Three Years of Remembrance
Today I woke up in Heaven, Number One, Prepared Place Celestial City, God's Eternal Home By Bonnie Elaine Cruver I'm free. I'm free. My lips can speak, My tongue can sing, My ears can hear, My eyes can see, My feet can dance, My hands can touch. Oh, please don't weep for me. I am safe. I am healed. I am free. And I will praise my Abba Father For all eternity. Today I woke up in Heaven, the place prepared for me. I gasped and spoke the name of Jesus, the One who died and set me free. I thanked Him for my dear mommy, for she gave me birth and life. She cared for me and held me close three years of days and nights. Her words and tender touch were such a comfort and a joy. The little kisses on my nose, her gentle voice, "Sweet Boy…" I love her more than she'll ever know, And how I longed to tell her so. Oh mommy, please don't weep for me. I'm safe with Jesus, healed, and free. And now I praise my Abba Father For all eternity. Today I woke up in Heaven, the place prepared for me. I hold the hand of Jesus, the One who died and set me free. I thanked Him for my daddy, the lips that kissed my brow. The voice that prayed a blessing, as over me he'd bow. I loved his hand upon my head. I loved to hear him say How proud he was of me. I loved it when he'd pray. Tell daddy that I love him, and his hand on me by night. Tell him that when we walk with Jesus, I'll hold his hand again, and tight. Oh daddy, please don't weep for me. I'm safe with Jesus, healed, and free. And now I praise my Abba Father For all eternity. Today I woke up in Heaven, the place prepared for me. I talk and walk with Jesus, the One who died and set me free. I thanked Him for my sister, a better one there's never been. I thanked Him for the many times she wiped the bubbles from my chin. I loved to hear her laughter; feel her kisses on my face. Although they call her "Hannah", she was my "AMAZING Hannah Grace." I thanked him for Isaiah Owen, who brought our home so much joy. That God would picture Jesus' love through such a little boy! He showed me that Heaven is filled with every color, tribe and race. And one day we will play as brothers in this glorious place. Oh, big sister and little brother, please don't weep for me. I am safe with Jesus, healed and free. And now I praise my Abba Father For all eternity. Today I woke up in Heaven, the place prepared for me. I stood in awe of Jesus, the one who died and set me free. He exchanged my suffering for his joy; my seizures turned to laughter. My body, with it frozen grip, no longer holds me captive. One gaze upon the Savior, and all my sufferings ended. And three years of pain and grief seems but a light affliction. For the Savior once suffered far worse when nailed upon the cross. But there's glory in His precious wounds; our Abba, too, has suffered loss. And someday you will see Him, and his wounds of suffering And around His throne I'll hold your hands as we dance, praise, rejoice, and sing. Oh, daddy, mommy, sister, brother, grandmas, grandpas, aunts, uncles, cousins, friends, Please, oh please, don't weep for me. I am safe. I am healed. I am free. And I will praise our Abba Father For all eternity. Yes, a loving son, his daddy's namesake, Daniel William Cruver II is free…. " Little Daniel, you are sorely missed.... -
See you soon
Today, I have many mixed emotions flowing through me - emotions of sadness and loss but also of great joy. All I can think of are incoherent thoughts. Today marks my nephew's sixth birthday, but for the last three years, little Daniel has been in the presence of the Lord. We are blessed to have known little Daniel for the time we had with him. He is sorely missed and a void in our lives is sorely vivid. I thank my God for the privilege of being a part of little Daniel's life. I can not help but think of Jesus' words, "Let the little children come to me and do not hinder them, for to such belongs the kingdom of heaven" (Matthew 19:13-15). My thoughts also run to David's words in 2 Samuel, "I will go to him, but he will not return to me" (12:23).The loss we grieve,
Give both Grandma & Grandpa Greats a hug and a kiss for me. Worship my Savior in His very presence. See you soon.
time we miss with a little boy,
but the gain we long for,
as you have already realized,
to see and touch the face of Christ our Lord. -
A Heritage Like No Other
Malcolm Ray Neier - "Papaw"Malcolm Ray Neier 79, Coatesville, went home to be with our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, Monday July 18, 2005 after courageously battling melanoma cancer. Malcolm was born September 21, 1925 in Greencastle, IN to Virgil and Hattie Bourne Neier. He graduated from Belle Union High School in 1943 and attended Purdue University. Malcolm was a minister of God, pastoring at Floyd Center, Coatesville Missionary Baptist Church and was interim pastor at Union Valley Baptist Church. He then did fill in ministering until his death. He was also a retired farmer and salesperson. Malcolm was preceded in death by his parents and brother, Roland Neier. Survivors include his wife of 61 years, Ruby Allee Neier, whom he married on September 17, 1944 and 3 children, Noble (Sue) Neier, Anne (Max) Magee and Russell (Cheryl) Neier all of Coatesville. He is also survived by 8 grandchildren and 14 great-grandchildren, many nieces and nephews, his Coatesville Missionary Baptist Church family and many friends and neighbors.
Bernice Nelson Seaver - "Grandma"Bernice Nelson Seaver, 91, of Endicott, entered into the arms of her Lord and Saviour, Sunday evening, July 24, 2005, at Our Lady of Lourdes Hospital with her loving family by her side. She was born on August 3, 1913 in Ehrenfeld, Pa., the daughter of Orrin and Mary Lynch Nelson. She was predeceased by her husband, Lewis Seaver in 1987. She is survived by her four children and spouses, Christa and Ernest Gibson, Rome, N.Y., Rev. Glenn and Naomi Seaver, Vestal, Bonnie and Hartley Cruver, Glen Burnie, Md., and Rev. David and Jeaneth Seaver, Endicott. She is also survived by her grandchildren, Rev. Terry and Renee Gibson, Detroit, Mich., Diane and Joe Staton, Frankfort, Ind., Daniel and Alissa Gibson, West Winfield, N.Y., Scott Gibson, Greenville, Tex., Christy and Mark Hurd, Ames, N.Y., Mark and Rose Seaver, Edmonton, Canada, Michelle and Randy Gregory, Mount Vision, N.Y., Julie and Tyler Decker, Binghamton, Daniel and Melissa Cruver, Clarks Summit, Pa., Stephen and Tricia Cruver, Greenville, S.C., David and Carrie Cruver, Greenville, S.C., Wendy and David Hettinger, Newark Valley, Kim and Vince Dickinson, Weslaco, Tex.; also survived by 38 great-grandchildren; her sisters, Dr. Marge Nelson, Syracuse, N.Y., and Sister Joan, Buffalo, N.Y.; she leaves a special friend, Betty Pirro, Binghamton. The family wishes to thank the staff at Lourdes Hospital for their loving care of Bernice.
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"An excellent wife who can find? She is far more precious than jewels." Is it any wonder that "the heart of her husband trusts in her, and he will have no lack of gain." In a very good way it seems as if we have always been married. But it's been five years! Five years to call our own. I can not imagine life without her; nor do I want to.
.
Happy Anniversary, Carrie! I love you."
>Milestones
-
In the midst of his suffering, Job spoke these words: "My days are past, my plans are broken off, even the desires of my heart" (Job 17:11). For the first time in our lives these broken words of Job echo the substance of our thoughts and the emotions of our hearts. Surely it is the Lord who gives and the Lord who takes away; blessed be the name of our Lord.
We prayed for healing. But should God, in His gracious wisdom choose not to grant healing, we prayed that God would take Daniel gently and tenderly. We asked our God for grace. Grace to let Daniel go for His glory and Daniel's eternal joy. We prayed that God would sanctify our deep distress unto us; that He would continue to work through Daniel's testimony in the days, months, and years to follow; that He would keep us from being overcome with regret and guilt, and that the Great Shepherd of the sheep would minister intimately to Daniel's spirit in those moments of passing from this world to the next.
We prayed knowing that God gladly hears the cries of His children. And though He did not grant all of our pleadings, we put our hands over our mouths and bow our heads in worship of our Sovereign God. Psalm 115:3 says, "Our God is in the heavens; he does whatever he pleases." Our God does whatever He pleases. So with heads bowed in worship we say, The Alpha and Omega, the Beginning and the Ending was pleased both to receive our requests and to take our beloved son, Daniel. Again, we put our hands over our mouths and worship. Worthy is our God, who in His unspeakable grace was pleased to bruise His own Son, to receive power and riches and wisdom, and strength and honor and glory and blessing for He has done what He has pleased with our little Daniel!
While Daniel was with us, we were the ones who were free, we were the ones who could walk and talk and sing and play and smile and touch and kiss. His was to sit quietly and take in a world that he could not understand or enjoy. But now things are quite different. The tables have been turned. Daniel is now the one who is free and we are the ones who remain in these bodies of death. We are the ones who groan with all of creation to be delivered from the bondage of corruption. Daniel has that freedom which we all desire. Yet we with Daniel groan within ourselves, waiting for the adoption, to wit, the redemption of our body. So we cover our mouths and worship the God who will one day make all things new.
Daniel's life's seed has fallen to the ground and died, but will now bear much fruit. The flower of his joy has just begun to bloom and its blooming will be without end. We rejoice that Daniel's three years of almost unrelenting suffering are over. May the Christ who has carried our sorrows and sufferings be praised! Unlike Lazarus, who was raised by our Christ only to die once more, Daniel lives never to die again. The One who is the Resurrection and the Life has granted to Daniel not only an abundant, overflowing life of intense consciousness, but such life as is everlasting. We say to our son, "Daniel, we grieve not only for our loss of you, but also for our sin-induced blindness and unbelief in the face of the most weighty moments of our lives. But though we grieve we also rejoice in your inheritance! And Daniel, we wish to go HOME too. We love you and through your life we have grown to taste more of God's goodness. O Daniel, our great hope, amidst our grief, is that Jesus paid for all our sin. And one day, with you our son, we will stand complete before the throne." So our hands cover our mouths and we worship the majestic God who made our precious Daniel.
Daniel was God's silent little preacher. He has preached and we have listened. So we praise our God who has chosen the weak things of the world to confound the things which are mighty, and in that choosing gave us Daniel for a short, but deeply treasured time. We cover our mouths and worship the God whose strength is made perfect in weakness; blessed be the name of our Lord.
I close this tribute with words from a friend: "What a ministry little Daniel has had in our lives! More powerful in many lives than the wasted worldliness of those who grow old for nothing. Weep for your loss, and weep for those who have never tasted so much of God and eternity. Things are not what they seem.""
title=""Our precious Daniel William Cruver II was born on October 12, 1999. When he was thirteen hours old, our seemingly healthy baby boy began experiencing seizures. After one week in NICU and many tests, we were sent home with no...">Three Years of Remembrance
Today I woke up in Heaven, Number One, Prepared Place Celestial City, God's Eternal Home By Bonnie Elaine Cruver I'm free. I'm free. My lips can speak, My tongue can sing, My ears can hear, My eyes can see, My feet can dance, My hands can touch. Oh, please don't weep for me. I am safe. I am healed. I am free. And I will praise my Abba Father For all eternity. Today I woke up in Heaven, the place prepared for me. I gasped and spoke the name of Jesus, the One who died and set me free. I thanked Him for my dear mommy, for she gave me birth and life. She cared for me and held me close three years of days and nights. Her words and tender touch were such a comfort and a joy. The little kisses on my nose, her gentle voice, "Sweet Boy…" I love her more than she'll ever know, And how I longed to tell her so. Oh mommy, please don't weep for me. I'm safe with Jesus, healed, and free. And now I praise my Abba Father For all eternity. Today I woke up in Heaven, the place prepared for me. I hold the hand of Jesus, the One who died and set me free. I thanked Him for my daddy, the lips that kissed my brow. The voice that prayed a blessing, as over me he'd bow. I loved his hand upon my head. I loved to hear him say How proud he was of me. I loved it when he'd pray. Tell daddy that I love him, and his hand on me by night. Tell him that when we walk with Jesus, I'll hold his hand again, and tight. Oh daddy, please don't weep for me. I'm safe with Jesus, healed, and free. And now I praise my Abba Father For all eternity. Today I woke up in Heaven, the place prepared for me. I talk and walk with Jesus, the One who died and set me free. I thanked Him for my sister, a better one there's never been. I thanked Him for the many times she wiped the bubbles from my chin. I loved to hear her laughter; feel her kisses on my face. Although they call her "Hannah", she was my "AMAZING Hannah Grace." I thanked him for Isaiah Owen, who brought our home so much joy. That God would picture Jesus' love through such a little boy! He showed me that Heaven is filled with every color, tribe and race. And one day we will play as brothers in this glorious place. Oh, big sister and little brother, please don't weep for me. I am safe with Jesus, healed and free. And now I praise my Abba Father For all eternity. Today I woke up in Heaven, the place prepared for me. I stood in awe of Jesus, the one who died and set me free. He exchanged my suffering for his joy; my seizures turned to laughter. My body, with it frozen grip, no longer holds me captive. One gaze upon the Savior, and all my sufferings ended. And three years of pain and grief seems but a light affliction. For the Savior once suffered far worse when nailed upon the cross. But there's glory in His precious wounds; our Abba, too, has suffered loss. And someday you will see Him, and his wounds of suffering And around His throne I'll hold your hands as we dance, praise, rejoice, and sing. Oh, daddy, mommy, sister, brother, grandmas, grandpas, aunts, uncles, cousins, friends, Please, oh please, don't weep for me. I am safe. I am healed. I am free. And I will praise our Abba Father For all eternity. Yes, a loving son, his daddy's namesake, Daniel William Cruver II is free…. " Little Daniel, you are sorely missed.... -
See you soon
Today, I have many mixed emotions flowing through me - emotions of sadness and loss but also of great joy. All I can think of are incoherent thoughts. Today marks my nephew's sixth birthday, but for the last three years, little Daniel has been in the presence of the Lord. We are blessed to have known little Daniel for the time we had with him. He is sorely missed and a void in our lives is sorely vivid. I thank my God for the privilege of being a part of little Daniel's life. I can not help but think of Jesus' words, "Let the little children come to me and do not hinder them, for to such belongs the kingdom of heaven" (Matthew 19:13-15). My thoughts also run to David's words in 2 Samuel, "I will go to him, but he will not return to me" (12:23).The loss we grieve,
Give both Grandma & Grandpa Greats a hug and a kiss for me. Worship my Savior in His very presence. See you soon.
time we miss with a little boy,
but the gain we long for,
as you have already realized,
to see and touch the face of Christ our Lord. -
A Heritage Like No Other
Malcolm Ray Neier - "Papaw"Malcolm Ray Neier 79, Coatesville, went home to be with our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, Monday July 18, 2005 after courageously battling melanoma cancer. Malcolm was born September 21, 1925 in Greencastle, IN to Virgil and Hattie Bourne Neier. He graduated from Belle Union High School in 1943 and attended Purdue University. Malcolm was a minister of God, pastoring at Floyd Center, Coatesville Missionary Baptist Church and was interim pastor at Union Valley Baptist Church. He then did fill in ministering until his death. He was also a retired farmer and salesperson. Malcolm was preceded in death by his parents and brother, Roland Neier. Survivors include his wife of 61 years, Ruby Allee Neier, whom he married on September 17, 1944 and 3 children, Noble (Sue) Neier, Anne (Max) Magee and Russell (Cheryl) Neier all of Coatesville. He is also survived by 8 grandchildren and 14 great-grandchildren, many nieces and nephews, his Coatesville Missionary Baptist Church family and many friends and neighbors.
Bernice Nelson Seaver - "Grandma"Bernice Nelson Seaver, 91, of Endicott, entered into the arms of her Lord and Saviour, Sunday evening, July 24, 2005, at Our Lady of Lourdes Hospital with her loving family by her side. She was born on August 3, 1913 in Ehrenfeld, Pa., the daughter of Orrin and Mary Lynch Nelson. She was predeceased by her husband, Lewis Seaver in 1987. She is survived by her four children and spouses, Christa and Ernest Gibson, Rome, N.Y., Rev. Glenn and Naomi Seaver, Vestal, Bonnie and Hartley Cruver, Glen Burnie, Md., and Rev. David and Jeaneth Seaver, Endicott. She is also survived by her grandchildren, Rev. Terry and Renee Gibson, Detroit, Mich., Diane and Joe Staton, Frankfort, Ind., Daniel and Alissa Gibson, West Winfield, N.Y., Scott Gibson, Greenville, Tex., Christy and Mark Hurd, Ames, N.Y., Mark and Rose Seaver, Edmonton, Canada, Michelle and Randy Gregory, Mount Vision, N.Y., Julie and Tyler Decker, Binghamton, Daniel and Melissa Cruver, Clarks Summit, Pa., Stephen and Tricia Cruver, Greenville, S.C., David and Carrie Cruver, Greenville, S.C., Wendy and David Hettinger, Newark Valley, Kim and Vince Dickinson, Weslaco, Tex.; also survived by 38 great-grandchildren; her sisters, Dr. Marge Nelson, Syracuse, N.Y., and Sister Joan, Buffalo, N.Y.; she leaves a special friend, Betty Pirro, Binghamton. The family wishes to thank the staff at Lourdes Hospital for their loving care of Bernice.
-
"An excellent wife who can find? She is far more precious than jewels." Is it any wonder that "the heart of her husband trusts in her, and he will have no lack of gain." In a very good way it seems as if we have always been married. But it's been five years! Five years to call our own. I can not imagine life without her; nor do I want to.
.
Happy Anniversary, Carrie! I love you."
>Milestones
-
In the midst of his suffering, Job spoke these words: "My days are past, my plans are broken off, even the desires of my heart" (Job 17:11). For the first time in our lives these broken words of Job echo the substance of our thoughts and the emotions of our hearts. Surely it is the Lord who gives and the Lord who takes away; blessed be the name of our Lord.
We prayed for healing. But should God, in His gracious wisdom choose not to grant healing, we prayed that God would take Daniel gently and tenderly. We asked our God for grace. Grace to let Daniel go for His glory and Daniel's eternal joy. We prayed that God would sanctify our deep distress unto us; that He would continue to work through Daniel's testimony in the days, months, and years to follow; that He would keep us from being overcome with regret and guilt, and that the Great Shepherd of the sheep would minister intimately to Daniel's spirit in those moments of passing from this world to the next.
We prayed knowing that God gladly hears the cries of His children. And though He did not grant all of our pleadings, we put our hands over our mouths and bow our heads in worship of our Sovereign God. Psalm 115:3 says, "Our God is in the heavens; he does whatever he pleases." Our God does whatever He pleases. So with heads bowed in worship we say, The Alpha and Omega, the Beginning and the Ending was pleased both to receive our requests and to take our beloved son, Daniel. Again, we put our hands over our mouths and worship. Worthy is our God, who in His unspeakable grace was pleased to bruise His own Son, to receive power and riches and wisdom, and strength and honor and glory and blessing for He has done what He has pleased with our little Daniel!
While Daniel was with us, we were the ones who were free, we were the ones who could walk and talk and sing and play and smile and touch and kiss. His was to sit quietly and take in a world that he could not understand or enjoy. But now things are quite different. The tables have been turned. Daniel is now the one who is free and we are the ones who remain in these bodies of death. We are the ones who groan with all of creation to be delivered from the bondage of corruption. Daniel has that freedom which we all desire. Yet we with Daniel groan within ourselves, waiting for the adoption, to wit, the redemption of our body. So we cover our mouths and worship the God who will one day make all things new.
Daniel's life's seed has fallen to the ground and died, but will now bear much fruit. The flower of his joy has just begun to bloom and its blooming will be without end. We rejoice that Daniel's three years of almost unrelenting suffering are over. May the Christ who has carried our sorrows and sufferings be praised! Unlike Lazarus, who was raised by our Christ only to die once more, Daniel lives never to die again. The One who is the Resurrection and the Life has granted to Daniel not only an abundant, overflowing life of intense consciousness, but such life as is everlasting. We say to our son, "Daniel, we grieve not only for our loss of you, but also for our sin-induced blindness and unbelief in the face of the most weighty moments of our lives. But though we grieve we also rejoice in your inheritance! And Daniel, we wish to go HOME too. We love you and through your life we have grown to taste more of God's goodness. O Daniel, our great hope, amidst our grief, is that Jesus paid for all our sin. And one day, with you our son, we will stand complete before the throne." So our hands cover our mouths and we worship the majestic God who made our precious Daniel.
Daniel was God's silent little preacher. He has preached and we have listened. So we praise our God who has chosen the weak things of the world to confound the things which are mighty, and in that choosing gave us Daniel for a short, but deeply treasured time. We cover our mouths and worship the God whose strength is made perfect in weakness; blessed be the name of our Lord.
I close this tribute with words from a friend: "What a ministry little Daniel has had in our lives! More powerful in many lives than the wasted worldliness of those who grow old for nothing. Weep for your loss, and weep for those who have never tasted so much of God and eternity. Things are not what they seem.""
title=""Our precious Daniel William Cruver II was born on October 12, 1999. When he was thirteen hours old, our seemingly healthy baby boy began experiencing seizures. After one week in NICU and many tests, we were sent home with no...">Three Years of Remembrance
Today I woke up in Heaven, Number One, Prepared Place Celestial City, God's Eternal Home By Bonnie Elaine Cruver I'm free. I'm free. My lips can speak, My tongue can sing, My ears can hear, My eyes can see, My feet can dance, My hands can touch. Oh, please don't weep for me. I am safe. I am healed. I am free. And I will praise my Abba Father For all eternity. Today I woke up in Heaven, the place prepared for me. I gasped and spoke the name of Jesus, the One who died and set me free. I thanked Him for my dear mommy, for she gave me birth and life. She cared for me and held me close three years of days and nights. Her words and tender touch were such a comfort and a joy. The little kisses on my nose, her gentle voice, "Sweet Boy…" I love her more than she'll ever know, And how I longed to tell her so. Oh mommy, please don't weep for me. I'm safe with Jesus, healed, and free. And now I praise my Abba Father For all eternity. Today I woke up in Heaven, the place prepared for me. I hold the hand of Jesus, the One who died and set me free. I thanked Him for my daddy, the lips that kissed my brow. The voice that prayed a blessing, as over me he'd bow. I loved his hand upon my head. I loved to hear him say How proud he was of me. I loved it when he'd pray. Tell daddy that I love him, and his hand on me by night. Tell him that when we walk with Jesus, I'll hold his hand again, and tight. Oh daddy, please don't weep for me. I'm safe with Jesus, healed, and free. And now I praise my Abba Father For all eternity. Today I woke up in Heaven, the place prepared for me. I talk and walk with Jesus, the One who died and set me free. I thanked Him for my sister, a better one there's never been. I thanked Him for the many times she wiped the bubbles from my chin. I loved to hear her laughter; feel her kisses on my face. Although they call her "Hannah", she was my "AMAZING Hannah Grace." I thanked him for Isaiah Owen, who brought our home so much joy. That God would picture Jesus' love through such a little boy! He showed me that Heaven is filled with every color, tribe and race. And one day we will play as brothers in this glorious place. Oh, big sister and little brother, please don't weep for me. I am safe with Jesus, healed and free. And now I praise my Abba Father For all eternity. Today I woke up in Heaven, the place prepared for me. I stood in awe of Jesus, the one who died and set me free. He exchanged my suffering for his joy; my seizures turned to laughter. My body, with it frozen grip, no longer holds me captive. One gaze upon the Savior, and all my sufferings ended. And three years of pain and grief seems but a light affliction. For the Savior once suffered far worse when nailed upon the cross. But there's glory in His precious wounds; our Abba, too, has suffered loss. And someday you will see Him, and his wounds of suffering And around His throne I'll hold your hands as we dance, praise, rejoice, and sing. Oh, daddy, mommy, sister, brother, grandmas, grandpas, aunts, uncles, cousins, friends, Please, oh please, don't weep for me. I am safe. I am healed. I am free. And I will praise our Abba Father For all eternity. Yes, a loving son, his daddy's namesake, Daniel William Cruver II is free…. " Little Daniel, you are sorely missed.... -
See you soon
Today, I have many mixed emotions flowing through me - emotions of sadness and loss but also of great joy. All I can think of are incoherent thoughts. Today marks my nephew's sixth birthday, but for the last three years, little Daniel has been in the presence of the Lord. We are blessed to have known little Daniel for the time we had with him. He is sorely missed and a void in our lives is sorely vivid. I thank my God for the privilege of being a part of little Daniel's life. I can not help but think of Jesus' words, "Let the little children come to me and do not hinder them, for to such belongs the kingdom of heaven" (Matthew 19:13-15). My thoughts also run to David's words in 2 Samuel, "I will go to him, but he will not return to me" (12:23).The loss we grieve,
Give both Grandma & Grandpa Greats a hug and a kiss for me. Worship my Savior in His very presence. See you soon.
time we miss with a little boy,
but the gain we long for,
as you have already realized,
to see and touch the face of Christ our Lord. -
A Heritage Like No Other
Malcolm Ray Neier - "Papaw"Malcolm Ray Neier 79, Coatesville, went home to be with our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, Monday July 18, 2005 after courageously battling melanoma cancer. Malcolm was born September 21, 1925 in Greencastle, IN to Virgil and Hattie Bourne Neier. He graduated from Belle Union High School in 1943 and attended Purdue University. Malcolm was a minister of God, pastoring at Floyd Center, Coatesville Missionary Baptist Church and was interim pastor at Union Valley Baptist Church. He then did fill in ministering until his death. He was also a retired farmer and salesperson. Malcolm was preceded in death by his parents and brother, Roland Neier. Survivors include his wife of 61 years, Ruby Allee Neier, whom he married on September 17, 1944 and 3 children, Noble (Sue) Neier, Anne (Max) Magee and Russell (Cheryl) Neier all of Coatesville. He is also survived by 8 grandchildren and 14 great-grandchildren, many nieces and nephews, his Coatesville Missionary Baptist Church family and many friends and neighbors.
Bernice Nelson Seaver - "Grandma"Bernice Nelson Seaver, 91, of Endicott, entered into the arms of her Lord and Saviour, Sunday evening, July 24, 2005, at Our Lady of Lourdes Hospital with her loving family by her side. She was born on August 3, 1913 in Ehrenfeld, Pa., the daughter of Orrin and Mary Lynch Nelson. She was predeceased by her husband, Lewis Seaver in 1987. She is survived by her four children and spouses, Christa and Ernest Gibson, Rome, N.Y., Rev. Glenn and Naomi Seaver, Vestal, Bonnie and Hartley Cruver, Glen Burnie, Md., and Rev. David and Jeaneth Seaver, Endicott. She is also survived by her grandchildren, Rev. Terry and Renee Gibson, Detroit, Mich., Diane and Joe Staton, Frankfort, Ind., Daniel and Alissa Gibson, West Winfield, N.Y., Scott Gibson, Greenville, Tex., Christy and Mark Hurd, Ames, N.Y., Mark and Rose Seaver, Edmonton, Canada, Michelle and Randy Gregory, Mount Vision, N.Y., Julie and Tyler Decker, Binghamton, Daniel and Melissa Cruver, Clarks Summit, Pa., Stephen and Tricia Cruver, Greenville, S.C., David and Carrie Cruver, Greenville, S.C., Wendy and David Hettinger, Newark Valley, Kim and Vince Dickinson, Weslaco, Tex.; also survived by 38 great-grandchildren; her sisters, Dr. Marge Nelson, Syracuse, N.Y., and Sister Joan, Buffalo, N.Y.; she leaves a special friend, Betty Pirro, Binghamton. The family wishes to thank the staff at Lourdes Hospital for their loving care of Bernice.
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"An excellent wife who can find? She is far more precious than jewels." Is it any wonder that "the heart of her husband trusts in her, and he will have no lack of gain." In a very good way it seems as if we have always been married. But it's been five years! Five years to call our own. I can not imagine life without her; nor do I want to.
.
Happy Anniversary, Carrie! I love you."
>Milestones
-
In the midst of his suffering, Job spoke these words: "My days are past, my plans are broken off, even the desires of my heart" (Job 17:11). For the first time in our lives these broken words of Job echo the substance of our thoughts and the emotions of our hearts. Surely it is the Lord who gives and the Lord who takes away; blessed be the name of our Lord.
We prayed for healing. But should God, in His gracious wisdom choose not to grant healing, we prayed that God would take Daniel gently and tenderly. We asked our God for grace. Grace to let Daniel go for His glory and Daniel's eternal joy. We prayed that God would sanctify our deep distress unto us; that He would continue to work through Daniel's testimony in the days, months, and years to follow; that He would keep us from being overcome with regret and guilt, and that the Great Shepherd of the sheep would minister intimately to Daniel's spirit in those moments of passing from this world to the next.
We prayed knowing that God gladly hears the cries of His children. And though He did not grant all of our pleadings, we put our hands over our mouths and bow our heads in worship of our Sovereign God. Psalm 115:3 says, "Our God is in the heavens; he does whatever he pleases." Our God does whatever He pleases. So with heads bowed in worship we say, The Alpha and Omega, the Beginning and the Ending was pleased both to receive our requests and to take our beloved son, Daniel. Again, we put our hands over our mouths and worship. Worthy is our God, who in His unspeakable grace was pleased to bruise His own Son, to receive power and riches and wisdom, and strength and honor and glory and blessing for He has done what He has pleased with our little Daniel!
While Daniel was with us, we were the ones who were free, we were the ones who could walk and talk and sing and play and smile and touch and kiss. His was to sit quietly and take in a world that he could not understand or enjoy. But now things are quite different. The tables have been turned. Daniel is now the one who is free and we are the ones who remain in these bodies of death. We are the ones who groan with all of creation to be delivered from the bondage of corruption. Daniel has that freedom which we all desire. Yet we with Daniel groan within ourselves, waiting for the adoption, to wit, the redemption of our body. So we cover our mouths and worship the God who will one day make all things new.
Daniel's life's seed has fallen to the ground and died, but will now bear much fruit. The flower of his joy has just begun to bloom and its blooming will be without end. We rejoice that Daniel's three years of almost unrelenting suffering are over. May the Christ who has carried our sorrows and sufferings be praised! Unlike Lazarus, who was raised by our Christ only to die once more, Daniel lives never to die again. The One who is the Resurrection and the Life has granted to Daniel not only an abundant, overflowing life of intense consciousness, but such life as is everlasting. We say to our son, "Daniel, we grieve not only for our loss of you, but also for our sin-induced blindness and unbelief in the face of the most weighty moments of our lives. But though we grieve we also rejoice in your inheritance! And Daniel, we wish to go HOME too. We love you and through your life we have grown to taste more of God's goodness. O Daniel, our great hope, amidst our grief, is that Jesus paid for all our sin. And one day, with you our son, we will stand complete before the throne." So our hands cover our mouths and we worship the majestic God who made our precious Daniel.
Daniel was God's silent little preacher. He has preached and we have listened. So we praise our God who has chosen the weak things of the world to confound the things which are mighty, and in that choosing gave us Daniel for a short, but deeply treasured time. We cover our mouths and worship the God whose strength is made perfect in weakness; blessed be the name of our Lord.
I close this tribute with words from a friend: "What a ministry little Daniel has had in our lives! More powerful in many lives than the wasted worldliness of those who grow old for nothing. Weep for your loss, and weep for those who have never tasted so much of God and eternity. Things are not what they seem.""
title=""Our precious Daniel William Cruver II was born on October 12, 1999. When he was thirteen hours old, our seemingly healthy baby boy began experiencing seizures. After one week in NICU and many tests, we were sent home with no...">Three Years of Remembrance
Today I woke up in Heaven, Number One, Prepared Place Celestial City, God's Eternal Home By Bonnie Elaine Cruver I'm free. I'm free. My lips can speak, My tongue can sing, My ears can hear, My eyes can see, My feet can dance, My hands can touch. Oh, please don't weep for me. I am safe. I am healed. I am free. And I will praise my Abba Father For all eternity. Today I woke up in Heaven, the place prepared for me. I gasped and spoke the name of Jesus, the One who died and set me free. I thanked Him for my dear mommy, for she gave me birth and life. She cared for me and held me close three years of days and nights. Her words and tender touch were such a comfort and a joy. The little kisses on my nose, her gentle voice, "Sweet Boy…" I love her more than she'll ever know, And how I longed to tell her so. Oh mommy, please don't weep for me. I'm safe with Jesus, healed, and free. And now I praise my Abba Father For all eternity. Today I woke up in Heaven, the place prepared for me. I hold the hand of Jesus, the One who died and set me free. I thanked Him for my daddy, the lips that kissed my brow. The voice that prayed a blessing, as over me he'd bow. I loved his hand upon my head. I loved to hear him say How proud he was of me. I loved it when he'd pray. Tell daddy that I love him, and his hand on me by night. Tell him that when we walk with Jesus, I'll hold his hand again, and tight. Oh daddy, please don't weep for me. I'm safe with Jesus, healed, and free. And now I praise my Abba Father For all eternity. Today I woke up in Heaven, the place prepared for me. I talk and walk with Jesus, the One who died and set me free. I thanked Him for my sister, a better one there's never been. I thanked Him for the many times she wiped the bubbles from my chin. I loved to hear her laughter; feel her kisses on my face. Although they call her "Hannah", she was my "AMAZING Hannah Grace." I thanked him for Isaiah Owen, who brought our home so much joy. That God would picture Jesus' love through such a little boy! He showed me that Heaven is filled with every color, tribe and race. And one day we will play as brothers in this glorious place. Oh, big sister and little brother, please don't weep for me. I am safe with Jesus, healed and free. And now I praise my Abba Father For all eternity. Today I woke up in Heaven, the place prepared for me. I stood in awe of Jesus, the one who died and set me free. He exchanged my suffering for his joy; my seizures turned to laughter. My body, with it frozen grip, no longer holds me captive. One gaze upon the Savior, and all my sufferings ended. And three years of pain and grief seems but a light affliction. For the Savior once suffered far worse when nailed upon the cross. But there's glory in His precious wounds; our Abba, too, has suffered loss. And someday you will see Him, and his wounds of suffering And around His throne I'll hold your hands as we dance, praise, rejoice, and sing. Oh, daddy, mommy, sister, brother, grandmas, grandpas, aunts, uncles, cousins, friends, Please, oh please, don't weep for me. I am safe. I am healed. I am free. And I will praise our Abba Father For all eternity. Yes, a loving son, his daddy's namesake, Daniel William Cruver II is free…. " Little Daniel, you are sorely missed.... -
See you soon
Today, I have many mixed emotions flowing through me - emotions of sadness and loss but also of great joy. All I can think of are incoherent thoughts. Today marks my nephew's sixth birthday, but for the last three years, little Daniel has been in the presence of the Lord. We are blessed to have known little Daniel for the time we had with him. He is sorely missed and a void in our lives is sorely vivid. I thank my God for the privilege of being a part of little Daniel's life. I can not help but think of Jesus' words, "Let the little children come to me and do not hinder them, for to such belongs the kingdom of heaven" (Matthew 19:13-15). My thoughts also run to David's words in 2 Samuel, "I will go to him, but he will not return to me" (12:23).The loss we grieve,
Give both Grandma & Grandpa Greats a hug and a kiss for me. Worship my Savior in His very presence. See you soon.
time we miss with a little boy,
but the gain we long for,
as you have already realized,
to see and touch the face of Christ our Lord. -
A Heritage Like No Other
Malcolm Ray Neier - "Papaw"Malcolm Ray Neier 79, Coatesville, went home to be with our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, Monday July 18, 2005 after courageously battling melanoma cancer. Malcolm was born September 21, 1925 in Greencastle, IN to Virgil and Hattie Bourne Neier. He graduated from Belle Union High School in 1943 and attended Purdue University. Malcolm was a minister of God, pastoring at Floyd Center, Coatesville Missionary Baptist Church and was interim pastor at Union Valley Baptist Church. He then did fill in ministering until his death. He was also a retired farmer and salesperson. Malcolm was preceded in death by his parents and brother, Roland Neier. Survivors include his wife of 61 years, Ruby Allee Neier, whom he married on September 17, 1944 and 3 children, Noble (Sue) Neier, Anne (Max) Magee and Russell (Cheryl) Neier all of Coatesville. He is also survived by 8 grandchildren and 14 great-grandchildren, many nieces and nephews, his Coatesville Missionary Baptist Church family and many friends and neighbors.
Bernice Nelson Seaver - "Grandma"Bernice Nelson Seaver, 91, of Endicott, entered into the arms of her Lord and Saviour, Sunday evening, July 24, 2005, at Our Lady of Lourdes Hospital with her loving family by her side. She was born on August 3, 1913 in Ehrenfeld, Pa., the daughter of Orrin and Mary Lynch Nelson. She was predeceased by her husband, Lewis Seaver in 1987. She is survived by her four children and spouses, Christa and Ernest Gibson, Rome, N.Y., Rev. Glenn and Naomi Seaver, Vestal, Bonnie and Hartley Cruver, Glen Burnie, Md., and Rev. David and Jeaneth Seaver, Endicott. She is also survived by her grandchildren, Rev. Terry and Renee Gibson, Detroit, Mich., Diane and Joe Staton, Frankfort, Ind., Daniel and Alissa Gibson, West Winfield, N.Y., Scott Gibson, Greenville, Tex., Christy and Mark Hurd, Ames, N.Y., Mark and Rose Seaver, Edmonton, Canada, Michelle and Randy Gregory, Mount Vision, N.Y., Julie and Tyler Decker, Binghamton, Daniel and Melissa Cruver, Clarks Summit, Pa., Stephen and Tricia Cruver, Greenville, S.C., David and Carrie Cruver, Greenville, S.C., Wendy and David Hettinger, Newark Valley, Kim and Vince Dickinson, Weslaco, Tex.; also survived by 38 great-grandchildren; her sisters, Dr. Marge Nelson, Syracuse, N.Y., and Sister Joan, Buffalo, N.Y.; she leaves a special friend, Betty Pirro, Binghamton. The family wishes to thank the staff at Lourdes Hospital for their loving care of Bernice.
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"An excellent wife who can find? She is far more precious than jewels." Is it any wonder that "the heart of her husband trusts in her, and he will have no lack of gain." In a very good way it seems as if we have always been married. But it's been five years! Five years to call our own. I can not imagine life without her; nor do I want to.
.
Happy Anniversary, Carrie! I love you."
>Milestones
-
In the midst of his suffering, Job spoke these words: "My days are past, my plans are broken off, even the desires of my heart" (Job 17:11). For the first time in our lives these broken words of Job echo the substance of our thoughts and the emotions of our hearts. Surely it is the Lord who gives and the Lord who takes away; blessed be the name of our Lord.
We prayed for healing. But should God, in His gracious wisdom choose not to grant healing, we prayed that God would take Daniel gently and tenderly. We asked our God for grace. Grace to let Daniel go for His glory and Daniel's eternal joy. We prayed that God would sanctify our deep distress unto us; that He would continue to work through Daniel's testimony in the days, months, and years to follow; that He would keep us from being overcome with regret and guilt, and that the Great Shepherd of the sheep would minister intimately to Daniel's spirit in those moments of passing from this world to the next.
We prayed knowing that God gladly hears the cries of His children. And though He did not grant all of our pleadings, we put our hands over our mouths and bow our heads in worship of our Sovereign God. Psalm 115:3 says, "Our God is in the heavens; he does whatever he pleases." Our God does whatever He pleases. So with heads bowed in worship we say, The Alpha and Omega, the Beginning and the Ending was pleased both to receive our requests and to take our beloved son, Daniel. Again, we put our hands over our mouths and worship. Worthy is our God, who in His unspeakable grace was pleased to bruise His own Son, to receive power and riches and wisdom, and strength and honor and glory and blessing for He has done what He has pleased with our little Daniel!
While Daniel was with us, we were the ones who were free, we were the ones who could walk and talk and sing and play and smile and touch and kiss. His was to sit quietly and take in a world that he could not understand or enjoy. But now things are quite different. The tables have been turned. Daniel is now the one who is free and we are the ones who remain in these bodies of death. We are the ones who groan with all of creation to be delivered from the bondage of corruption. Daniel has that freedom which we all desire. Yet we with Daniel groan within ourselves, waiting for the adoption, to wit, the redemption of our body. So we cover our mouths and worship the God who will one day make all things new.
Daniel's life's seed has fallen to the ground and died, but will now bear much fruit. The flower of his joy has just begun to bloom and its blooming will be without end. We rejoice that Daniel's three years of almost unrelenting suffering are over. May the Christ who has carried our sorrows and sufferings be praised! Unlike Lazarus, who was raised by our Christ only to die once more, Daniel lives never to die again. The One who is the Resurrection and the Life has granted to Daniel not only an abundant, overflowing life of intense consciousness, but such life as is everlasting. We say to our son, "Daniel, we grieve not only for our loss of you, but also for our sin-induced blindness and unbelief in the face of the most weighty moments of our lives. But though we grieve we also rejoice in your inheritance! And Daniel, we wish to go HOME too. We love you and through your life we have grown to taste more of God's goodness. O Daniel, our great hope, amidst our grief, is that Jesus paid for all our sin. And one day, with you our son, we will stand complete before the throne." So our hands cover our mouths and we worship the majestic God who made our precious Daniel.
Daniel was God's silent little preacher. He has preached and we have listened. So we praise our God who has chosen the weak things of the world to confound the things which are mighty, and in that choosing gave us Daniel for a short, but deeply treasured time. We cover our mouths and worship the God whose strength is made perfect in weakness; blessed be the name of our Lord.
I close this tribute with words from a friend: "What a ministry little Daniel has had in our lives! More powerful in many lives than the wasted worldliness of those who grow old for nothing. Weep for your loss, and weep for those who have never tasted so much of God and eternity. Things are not what they seem.""
title=""Our precious Daniel William Cruver II was born on October 12, 1999. When he was thirteen hours old, our seemingly healthy baby boy began experiencing seizures. After one week in NICU and many tests, we were sent home with no...">Three Years of Remembrance
Today I woke up in Heaven, Number One, Prepared Place Celestial City, God's Eternal Home By Bonnie Elaine Cruver I'm free. I'm free. My lips can speak, My tongue can sing, My ears can hear, My eyes can see, My feet can dance, My hands can touch. Oh, please don't weep for me. I am safe. I am healed. I am free. And I will praise my Abba Father For all eternity. Today I woke up in Heaven, the place prepared for me. I gasped and spoke the name of Jesus, the One who died and set me free. I thanked Him for my dear mommy, for she gave me birth and life. She cared for me and held me close three years of days and nights. Her words and tender touch were such a comfort and a joy. The little kisses on my nose, her gentle voice, "Sweet Boy…" I love her more than she'll ever know, And how I longed to tell her so. Oh mommy, please don't weep for me. I'm safe with Jesus, healed, and free. And now I praise my Abba Father For all eternity. Today I woke up in Heaven, the place prepared for me. I hold the hand of Jesus, the One who died and set me free. I thanked Him for my daddy, the lips that kissed my brow. The voice that prayed a blessing, as over me he'd bow. I loved his hand upon my head. I loved to hear him say How proud he was of me. I loved it when he'd pray. Tell daddy that I love him, and his hand on me by night. Tell him that when we walk with Jesus, I'll hold his hand again, and tight. Oh daddy, please don't weep for me. I'm safe with Jesus, healed, and free. And now I praise my Abba Father For all eternity. Today I woke up in Heaven, the place prepared for me. I talk and walk with Jesus, the One who died and set me free. I thanked Him for my sister, a better one there's never been. I thanked Him for the many times she wiped the bubbles from my chin. I loved to hear her laughter; feel her kisses on my face. Although they call her "Hannah", she was my "AMAZING Hannah Grace." I thanked him for Isaiah Owen, who brought our home so much joy. That God would picture Jesus' love through such a little boy! He showed me that Heaven is filled with every color, tribe and race. And one day we will play as brothers in this glorious place. Oh, big sister and little brother, please don't weep for me. I am safe with Jesus, healed and free. And now I praise my Abba Father For all eternity. Today I woke up in Heaven, the place prepared for me. I stood in awe of Jesus, the one who died and set me free. He exchanged my suffering for his joy; my seizures turned to laughter. My body, with it frozen grip, no longer holds me captive. One gaze upon the Savior, and all my sufferings ended. And three years of pain and grief seems but a light affliction. For the Savior once suffered far worse when nailed upon the cross. But there's glory in His precious wounds; our Abba, too, has suffered loss. And someday you will see Him, and his wounds of suffering And around His throne I'll hold your hands as we dance, praise, rejoice, and sing. Oh, daddy, mommy, sister, brother, grandmas, grandpas, aunts, uncles, cousins, friends, Please, oh please, don't weep for me. I am safe. I am healed. I am free. And I will praise our Abba Father For all eternity. Yes, a loving son, his daddy's namesake, Daniel William Cruver II is free…. " Little Daniel, you are sorely missed.... -
See you soon
Today, I have many mixed emotions flowing through me - emotions of sadness and loss but also of great joy. All I can think of are incoherent thoughts. Today marks my nephew's sixth birthday, but for the last three years, little Daniel has been in the presence of the Lord. We are blessed to have known little Daniel for the time we had with him. He is sorely missed and a void in our lives is sorely vivid. I thank my God for the privilege of being a part of little Daniel's life. I can not help but think of Jesus' words, "Let the little children come to me and do not hinder them, for to such belongs the kingdom of heaven" (Matthew 19:13-15). My thoughts also run to David's words in 2 Samuel, "I will go to him, but he will not return to me" (12:23).The loss we grieve,
Give both Grandma & Grandpa Greats a hug and a kiss for me. Worship my Savior in His very presence. See you soon.
time we miss with a little boy,
but the gain we long for,
as you have already realized,
to see and touch the face of Christ our Lord. -
A Heritage Like No Other
Malcolm Ray Neier - "Papaw"Malcolm Ray Neier 79, Coatesville, went home to be with our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, Monday July 18, 2005 after courageously battling melanoma cancer. Malcolm was born September 21, 1925 in Greencastle, IN to Virgil and Hattie Bourne Neier. He graduated from Belle Union High School in 1943 and attended Purdue University. Malcolm was a minister of God, pastoring at Floyd Center, Coatesville Missionary Baptist Church and was interim pastor at Union Valley Baptist Church. He then did fill in ministering until his death. He was also a retired farmer and salesperson. Malcolm was preceded in death by his parents and brother, Roland Neier. Survivors include his wife of 61 years, Ruby Allee Neier, whom he married on September 17, 1944 and 3 children, Noble (Sue) Neier, Anne (Max) Magee and Russell (Cheryl) Neier all of Coatesville. He is also survived by 8 grandchildren and 14 great-grandchildren, many nieces and nephews, his Coatesville Missionary Baptist Church family and many friends and neighbors.
Bernice Nelson Seaver - "Grandma"Bernice Nelson Seaver, 91, of Endicott, entered into the arms of her Lord and Saviour, Sunday evening, July 24, 2005, at Our Lady of Lourdes Hospital with her loving family by her side. She was born on August 3, 1913 in Ehrenfeld, Pa., the daughter of Orrin and Mary Lynch Nelson. She was predeceased by her husband, Lewis Seaver in 1987. She is survived by her four children and spouses, Christa and Ernest Gibson, Rome, N.Y., Rev. Glenn and Naomi Seaver, Vestal, Bonnie and Hartley Cruver, Glen Burnie, Md., and Rev. David and Jeaneth Seaver, Endicott. She is also survived by her grandchildren, Rev. Terry and Renee Gibson, Detroit, Mich., Diane and Joe Staton, Frankfort, Ind., Daniel and Alissa Gibson, West Winfield, N.Y., Scott Gibson, Greenville, Tex., Christy and Mark Hurd, Ames, N.Y., Mark and Rose Seaver, Edmonton, Canada, Michelle and Randy Gregory, Mount Vision, N.Y., Julie and Tyler Decker, Binghamton, Daniel and Melissa Cruver, Clarks Summit, Pa., Stephen and Tricia Cruver, Greenville, S.C., David and Carrie Cruver, Greenville, S.C., Wendy and David Hettinger, Newark Valley, Kim and Vince Dickinson, Weslaco, Tex.; also survived by 38 great-grandchildren; her sisters, Dr. Marge Nelson, Syracuse, N.Y., and Sister Joan, Buffalo, N.Y.; she leaves a special friend, Betty Pirro, Binghamton. The family wishes to thank the staff at Lourdes Hospital for their loving care of Bernice.


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