Frank & Yvonne Oliver

Celebration of the Golden Years

Frank & Yvonne Oliver

Here is a couple who have labored hard,

In front of the world and God’s backyard.

For fifty years standing side-by-side,

Sometimes laughter, sometimes they cried.

They have been a witness as husband and wife,

How a marriage ought to be in this troubled life.

Still together in both labors and love,

For this union was formed by the Father above.

There’s not a lot of people who we can compare,

With Frank and Yvonne, family formed fifty years.

A love of understanding, a love that stays,

Celebration, congratulations; enjoy your golden pay.

We lift a cup to cheer you with honest admiration,

For the Oliver’s Golden Anniversary celebration.

God, grant them health, wealth, and years,

Let them keep serving, as in faith they see clear.

Happy Day --- Many More

Larry Sparks

July 2011

Bill & Susan Abbott

Home on the Isle

O' give me a home

where the wild donkeys roam,

and the wind blows

dust all the day -

where Bill Abbott is heard

preaching God's Holy Word,

and Susan's with the

preschoolers all day.

Chorus:      Home, home on the isle,

where the pigs and the mongoose             run wild.

Where now we all swoon,

from this sad mournful tune,

They are moving to Georgia in                 June.

O' Waikoloa is known

as a place out alone,

on the slope of Mauna Kea.

It's village lays

where the Abbott's put first,

the Waikoloa Baptist Church

To share the love of Christ all the day.

JR & Iris Dial

Don’t Change the Dial

They stand as it were yesterday,

When they vowed to one another;

“You be mine, I’ll be yours...”,

A promise held fifty years after.

And he the farmer and rancher,

And she the teacher of young minds;

Both the dedicated Christians,

Tied in heart where only God binds.

How time passes so quickly,

Through loss, laughter and tears;

Building a home and family,

Holding one another up through the years.

They stood through the loss of a son;

And health faltered more and more,

But God blest their hearts strong,

For they loved as never before.

What is their reward given?

Offer praise to this woman and man;

For when this picture is taken,

They’ll be standing as then hand-in-hand.

I call them friend, nearly family,

As we’ve all known for a while;

These two folk belong together...

They never thought of changing that Dial.

Larry Sparks
Happy 50th

Janet Bridgewater Olah

The One In the Chair

Perched upon her swivel chair,

she sits and types and smiles;

There’s no doubt since she’s been here,

her fingers have walked a thousand miles.

In and out they come each day,

unburdening their troubled souls;

Before they ever reached the Pastor,

she listens, she prays, she knows.

The load that’s dumped upon her desk,

would make some scream and run;

But Janet’s not made like that,

she somehow joyfully gets it all done.

Where does she get the strength to do,

a Bible study, a family and job?

I know it must be just because

she has placed her faith in God.

A diet coke sits near her hang,

the post-it-notes are all around;

a warning reads, “Don’t from here take a thing!”

Or your body I’ll surely pound.

Well, Church Secretaries are a rare breed,

cast from a different mold;

 and if we ever were long without one,

our church would probably fold.

Larry Spark

and thanks Janet!

Kitty McAffe's mother, Susie

THE CANDLE

As a white candle in it’s place,

There shown beauty in her aged face.

As truth is loved, and truth is told,

She was not ashamed of growing old.

As the light glows for all to see,

She chose her life most carefully.

As the moth is drawn to the flame,

Those who loved her praised her name.

She either like you or did not!

No in between as the wax drops.

Her light shone o’er four-score years,

Inducing laughter and sharing tears.

But candles burn only for a while,

Their light soon ceases, as a fading smile.

And when it quenches, burning here no more,

It’s lit forever on Heaven’s shore.

Good-bye Susie

Bro. Larry D. Sparks