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Missie was the fifth child of founding pastor of
Faith Tabernacle Church of God (the "baby" of the
family). This page remembers Missie's life
in honor of her parents who provided the spiritual
home for their family at Faith Tabernacle.
Our
Memorial Page to Rev. and Mrs. Paul
Grubbs tells the story of the founding and ensuing
history of the church. More information can
be found on
About Us Page
also. This page, however, is primarily about
Missie, whose life touched so many others in spite
of the difficult physical problems she suffered.
An account of Missie's healing and freedom from
the breathing machine which she had to depend on
to keep her alive for many years is located at
Missie's Miracle page. Before her
confinement to breathing equipment, you would see
Missie coming in the church door pushing a carrier
for her portable oxygen tank. She loved
coming to church even though it was arduous for
her.
Today, April 23, 2007, was Missie's funeral.
An overflow crowd was present to bid Missie
farewell "Until we meet again."
Missie's brother, Rev. Jerry P. Grubbs, present
pastor at Faith Tabernacle, officiated. His
wife, Lorinda; Missie's sister, Gloria; and Missie's nieces and nephews provided
the music and singing. Her brother-in-law,
Rev. Fred Cornelius (husband of Mary), gave the
obituary and prayer. Her belowed nephew,
Jerry Lee Grubbs, gave a touching eulogy.
(Their special relationship is shared on
Missie's
Miracle page.)
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Missie
and her
children
Pam,Lenna,
Missie,
Dwayne, Paula |
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Missie's
Family is
Growing
Missie, her
children and
grandchildren
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Missie
Young and
Beautiful |
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Poem For
Missie
By Her Sister, Mary
She never met a stranger, so cordial
and kind.
How can we live without you, Sister?
Sweet rest now you will find
Surrounded by angels, safely in the
arms of God.
Until that day God calls us Home,
Our love for you will never die.
After you've been there ten thousand
years,
A million. maybe two,
Look for me for I will be there too!
Love, Mary |
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Poem For
Missie
By Her Cousin, Beth
Missie
You never wore a Beauty Queen’s crown,
Or had your name up in lights.
You never craved power or prestige,
You were never rich and you never sat
with Kings or Princes.
You never led a march on Washington
Or had dinner with the President.
To the world you were just an average
person,
But to those who knew you well,
They knew that you were very special,
And so much more than average.
Although you had your share of
troubles, heartaches,
Disappointments, sickness and grief,
You took the time to love.
That love was extended beyond your
immediate family,
It was given to anyone who ever spoke
to you.
You gave much more than money could
buy,
You gave yourself and it was truly
genuine.
Anything you had, be it small or
great, you shared.
You never condemned, made fun of,
Or treated people like outcasts,
No matter how old or how young they
were.
It didn’t matter what kind of shape
they were in,
Or what kind of struggles
Or mistakes they had made in their own
lives.
You treated everyone with respect
And your love was unconditional.
The world doesn’t know it;
But it lost a very important person.
That Beauty Queen’s crown you never
got to wear,
Is now a crown of life.
That march you never made on
Washington,
Is now on Streets of Gold.
And the kings you never sat with
Is now the King of Kings.
It’s so ironic that your nickname was
Miss,
Because each and everyone of us…
Will Miss you.
‘Till we meet again in Heaven,
Love Always,
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Beth
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By Her Niece, Connie
Everybody
loved Aunt Missie !!
Never was there a friend so faithful
and true.
She was our very own Coal Miner's
Daughter,
and she could sing it better than
Loretta Lynn.
She was cheerful, friendly, an
encourager, a defender,and a prayer
warrior.
If you laughed, she laughed with
you.
If you cried, she cried with you.
When you rejoiced, she rejoiced!
I loved to go to Missis's house when
I was a teenager. She gave
manicures, pedicures, facials,
shaped unruly eyebrows, and gave
head
massages. Then she told you how
beautiful you were.
Her house was a refuge for all and
she was our family life line.
She kept us all connected, and in
turn she saw the world through us.
We shared with her about what we had
done and the places we visited.
Her smile was priceless and her hugs
were tender. She would clap her
hands and rub them together when the
great nieces and nephews would visit
and they KNEW what that meant! She
would grab them up in her arms and
kiss their whole face.
She loved ceramics and crafts and
ornaments. We still have the
ornaments
she made for our children's first
Christmas. She also made sure all
the kids
had a copy of Conway Twitty and the
Twitty Birds Christmas songs.
Her loss leaves a terrible void in
the family, but she would want us to
be
happy and be ready to meet her again
in that wonderful Heavenly reunion.
I love you Aunt Missie,
Connie
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"I Wish You Were Here"
by the Kingsmen
I can just see them walking on the
shores of heaven
praising the lord and watching the
tide roll in
friends that have gone on
oh, how I miss you so
and somehow I know if you could that
you'd let me know
that you're doing fine and it
doesn't hurt anymore
things couldn't be better that
heaven is worth waiting for
that you miss me to and til then
you'll be praying for me
and I know if you could talk to me
now
than here's what you'd say to me…
Chorus
Wish you were here
it's such a beautiful place
wish you were here
nothing but clear sunny days
well it never rains
and no one complains
and we haven't seen a tear
we're having a great time
wish you were here...
I can just see them walking on the
shores together
there talking with Jesus safe and
secure in his love
friends and loved ones
walking in heavenly peace
and I know if they could talk to me
now
then here's what they'd say to me…
Chorus
Wish you were here
it's such a beautiful place
wish you were here
nothing but clear sunny days
well it never rains
and no one complains
and we haven't seen a tear
we're having a great time
wish you were here...
well it never rains
and no one complains
and we haven't seen a tear
oh, we're having a great time
and we wish you were here
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You
have been gone a year now,
and we all still miss you, "Miss"!
April 20, 2008
"Wherein ye greatly rejoice, though now for a
season, if need be, ye are in heaviness through
manifold temptations: That the trial of your
faith, being much more precious than of gold that
perisheth, though it be tried with fire, might be
found unto praise and honor and glory at the
appearing of Jesus Christ: Whom having not
seen, ye love; in whom though now ye see him not,
yet believing, ye rejoice with joy, unspeakable,
and full of glory: Receiving the end of your faith
even the salvation of your souls" (1 Peter 1:6-9)
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The
song playing on this page was the song
Missie sang most often when she was
able to sing in church
God On
The Mountain
Verse
1
Life is
easy, when you're up on the mountain
And
you’ve got peace of mind
Like
you’ve never known
But
then things change and your down in
the valley
Don’t
lose hope for your never alone
[Chorus]
For the
God on the mountain is still God in
the valley
When
things go wrong He’ll make them right
And the
God of the good times, is still God of
the bad times
And the
God of the day is still God of the
night
Verse 2
You
talk of faith when you're up on the
mountain
Oh, but
the talk comes so easy
When
life’s at its best
But its
down in the valley of trials and
temptations
That’s
where faith is really put to the test
And the
God of the day is still God of the
night
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Remembering Missie
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Paula Star Grubbs
January 4, 1961 - March 18, 2011
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Eulogy
for Paula
We are here today to celebrate the
life of Paula Star Grubbs. Paula
was a daughter, sister,
sister-in-law, granddaughter,
cousin, aunt and friend; but her
greatest joy was being “Mom” to her
daughter, April; and April was a
loyal daughter devoting her life to
the care of her Mom.
When the Grubbs family children,
Ina, Gloria (Mam), Jerry and Missie
were raising their families, we were
always together for special
occasions, holidays, birthdays,
picnics and vacations. We had so
much fun and enjoyed life together.
Paula loved life. Once in
Gatlinburg, Tennessee (our family’s
favorite gathering place away from
home) at the Mountain House, there
had been a bear on the property that
day. Later Paula was down at the
concession area getting a pop, and
Kevin Walden saw her go in so he hid
by a car and waited for her. When
she got close he jumped out and
growled, and all Paula could do was
run in place and shake her arms!
She was always a good sport and
loved to laugh.
Paula loved the church and her
church family, and they loved her in
return. It was proven by the steady
stream of friends paying their
respects at the funeral home and
those attending her service.
Paula’s health problems had
prevented her from leaving her
house, and she was in and out of the
hospital; but she still pressed on.
No matter what our difficulty is it
doesn’t compare to the joy that
awaits us in Heaven!
(2 Corinthians 4:17-18) “For our
light affliction, which is but for a
moment, worketh for us a far more
exceeding and eternal weight of
glory; While we look not at the
things which are seen, but at the
things which are not seen, for the
things which are seen are temporal,
but the things which are not seen
are eternal.”
Paula has completed her journey and
is rejoicing in Heaven. We are
still on our way. I think Paula
would like to be remembered like
this poem:
Afterglow
I’d like the memory of me to be a
happy one;
I’d like to leave an afterglow of
smiles when life is done.
I’d like to leave an echo whispering
softly down the ways,
Of
happy times of laughing times and
bright and sunny days.
I’d like the tears of those who
grieve o dry before the sun
Of
happy memories that I leave when
life is done.
Eulogy by Connie Lynn (Cornelius)
Philbeck
Paula’s Cousin
Paula Star Grubbs
January 4, 1961 – March 18, 2011
You will be missed, Paula! |
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