Earth hunger: I had an obstinate craving for fresh air, unimpeded movement, outdoor life. I wanted the earth, and I wanted to live in the close embrace of the earth. Some ancestor of mine must have been a hermit on a mountain, a gipsy, or a peasant: I know not which, but something of the temperament of all three was within me. The smell of fresh-turned earth was a smell that revived in me a part of my nature that had seemed dead; a flower set me dreaming of solitary woods; and I found myself watching clouds and weather-signs as though my bread depended on their favor. The first time I saw a mountain I could not speak. I could offer no explanation of my conduct, but I felt as though the mountain called me. I said to myself, ‘There is my home, there is the earth from which my physical body is fashioned; it is there that I should live and die.’
Last evening as family and friends surrounded Barbara at her bedside, we could almost hear her whisper the words of the apostle Paul,
The time of my departure has come. I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith…
Barbara Arrington slipped through Heaven’s Gates on April 15 into the arms of her Lord. She was confident
…to be absent with the body is to be present with her Lord.
Barbara loved life and people. Her friends and family were so important to her, especially her grandkids! Their photos and artwork surrounded the proud “Grandma.”
Her Inspirational Elegance Ladies Boutique was a mission field to our community and the world. She allowed her business to be an opportunity of outreach for many Christ-centered events and activities. Through the years she sponsored many programs for the Kingdom. Barbara spread God’s love by donating outfits for missionaries and others whom she knew could use some encouragement.
What a joy it was to see her faithfully serve in her Church Home at FBIR in the taping ministry. Her cheerful dedication was rock solid.
While we rejoice in Barbara’s promotion to her eternal home, we miss her. We take heart in knowing that one day, precious Barbara will be on the welcoming committee, when we, too, enter those pearly gates.
(Written by Carolyn Reynolds)
Barbara Arrington Memorial Service Saturday, May 2nd – 2009 — 11AM
First Baptist Church Indian Rocks 12685 Ulmerton Rd – Largo, FL 33774
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- More Photos of Barbara
- Reception following service — All welcome
- Map to Church – Memorial Service
- First Baptist Church Indian Rocks - Telephone 727.595.3421
- Donations in leu of flowers: Youth Missions at First Baptist Church [DJ Springman 727.595.3421]
Aww… nevermind.
I’m sorry but that statement really, really, really bothers me. I wasn’t sure why until this morning. I got a picture of Jesus in a large group (maybe a large event in His honor) and a little girl over to the side catches His eye. Jesus leaves the group He was visiting with (probably important people doing “big things” for Him) and walks over to where the girl is. He kneels down and says her name in a quiet voice.
That’s it. He knows the name of the “least of these”. I’m going to forget about the “big things” and try to be more like Jesus.
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Do you ever feel like this?







