#Deborah Pastor

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Slacker, Richard Linklater (1990)

[ddarker-dreams]

naurrr tell me why do i fully believe the bread thing with the priest can actually happen 💀 i can exactly imagine a pompous, self-important priest doing that. also might be a weird question to ask so feel free to ignore, but what Christian Denomination were you raised in? i'm not familiar with what's popular in america and even if i was, i'm sure american christian culture is different from mine's

there are certainly missionaries with good intentions at heart, but i've witnessed some of the wildest conversations about 'serving the least of these' where some deborah or another thinks herself a saint for going to mexico for a day or something. they don't come outright and say it but you pick up the vibe.

i grew up in a baptist church but after some drama with said church (no one ever told me what the drama was, much to my chagrin), i got booted over to nondenominational which is basically the same thing but the pastor wears skinny jeans and can make slightly frisky jokes about his wife now.

some fun facts about little lock's misadventures:

i tried swimming around when i got baptized but the pastor wouldn't let me go too far

my dad wouldn't give me a dollar to buy a muffin once at the church café so i prayed that i'd pass out from hunger so he'd feel bad

i thought my intellectual prowess above the unsophisticated veggie tale-esque lessons in the kid's wing (the place where parents stuff their children during the service if anyone is unfamiliar with the term). i petitioned my parents to go to the regular service instead so i could learn real theology. the sermons were so boring though that i'd fall asleep during each one

i apparently flipped the pastor off as a baby. no clue why

i got in trouble for asking jesus for a pet pig on a prayer request card. to this day i think i should have my records expunged for this non crime

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New Demigod Cabin: Aristaeus

Aristaeus is the son of Apollo and the huntress Cyrene, and the god of beekeeping. He's also associated with many rustic and pastoral arts and crafts, which he is said to have learned from his aunts and uncles and then passed on to humans. He married Autonoë, daughter of Cadmus of Thebes, and their son was the hunter Actaeon who was transformed into a stag and torn apart by his own hunting dogs after seeing Artemis naked. Aristaeus accidentally caused the death of Orpheus' wife Eurydice when she stepped on a snake while he was chasing her.

Aristaeus' cabin at Camp Half-Blood is warm and cozy, with and endless supply of honey and a beehive outside the back.

Following the deaths of his son Actaeon and later his mortal wife Autonoë, Aristaeus retreated from the world for many years. But a simultaneous decline in bee health and populations and increased interest in amateur beekeeping in recent decades has caused Aristaeus to begin mingling with mortals once again.

Aristaeus' demigod children are good with words and speeches. They have a strong work ethic and also have faster reflexes, even for demigods. Bees are associated with prophecy and as grandchildren of Apollo, these demigods have a limited degree of foresight, often being able to anticipate opponents' moves.

Cabin Members:

Ambrose Ashbee Melissa Ashbee Hugh Honey Deborah Honey Head Counselor: Melinda Huckabee

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Chapter twenty four, part four

It wasn't long until both her father and Anna showed up. Anna went off to take care of the children while her father stayed with her. She didn't talk to him. She didn't really listen him either when he talked. Deborah just sat there, breathing in and out. Aidan was dead. She was a widow. She wanted to go to her grandmother but the distance between them seemed even bigger.

The days that followed Aidans dead went by fast and in a rush. She didn't remember very clearly what was happening. Her father did most of the organising. When he asked her questions they were often yes or no questions. That was easy. Just saying yes or no. She couldn't cry much. Sometimes she was angry with Aidan. For passing away on her birthday or leaving her behind with eight children. Most of the time she couldn't care anymore. The funeral was a very sad day. Everybody cried but just as the last funeral she went to, Deborah didn't. She could only stare in silence at the chest of Aidan. His parents were very sad just as his sisters were. The people from church were shocked by the sudden death of their pastor.

Deborah was very thankful for Anna. She cared for her children as they were her own. Deborah just had to take care of herself and Camilla. She didn't abandon her children but it was nice to finaly have someone there to help her. Deborah listend to the pastor her father had flown over for the funeral. Who ever would take over Aidans spot as pastor was yet unkown. She didn't care who would. Like nothing really seemed relevant to her besides her children.

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[queen-of-the-scene]

the dolls in 1974 by Deborah Konczal Pastor <3

[wutbju]

David William Ingram, BJU Class of 1979.

David William Ingram of South Boston, VA passed away September 15, 2024 at the age of 76. He was born in Danville, VA on February 20, 1948 to the late William Luther Ingram and the late Callie Emma Stone Ingram. He was married to Deborah Marie Ingram who survives.

David was a former pastor of Friendship Baptist Church and received his master’s from Bob Jones University in Pastoral Ministries. He loved singing gospel songs and putting on magic shows for kids. He will be missed greatly.

David William Ingram is survived by:

His Wife, Deborah Marie Ingram of South Boston

Stepsons, Cory Lee McPeters of Richmond, Kevin Heath McPeters (Karen) of Richmond

One Sister, Bettie Jane Allred (James) of South Boston

Preceded in death by Siblings, John, Marie, Clara, Nannie Bell, Wilford, John, James, Eddie and Alice

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Pastor Paul Enenche's First Daughter Deborah Enenche welcome Baby Boy with her Man 🐥 🍼 🙌

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Rest in Peace

I was awake during the night for my usual couple of hours, but I wound up sleeping in until nearly noon, in this time zone. The sky was clear blue, which was a much better option for today’s funeral service than cloudy and rainy. Even if it did turn out to be a little chilly.

My blood sugar was up again, to 157, thanks to all the carb-licious foods that entered my body yesterday.

So not long after I got up and showered and dressed, we took off to pick up Sarah and head to the Albert G. Horton Jr. Memorial Veterans Cemetery in Suffolk, where the service for Sarah’s husband, Paul “Boe” Bowen was scheduled for 2 p.m.

In attendance we numerous friends and family of both Banks and Bowen, including several cousins from the Johnson clan and close relatives of Boe. Because the Banks family had a pastor as a father, my sister Deborah said, we were responsible for the service itself. Following the presentation of the flag to Sarah, the honor guard present played taps and then fired a 21-gun salute.

Then came a recording of “Let It Be,” followed by Deborah’s remarks, a recording of “All My Tears” by Crowder, a few remarks from Tim, and we were done. Boe’s ashes were then taken by the cemetery personnel to be placed in a niche in one of the walls, near where our parents and two of Mom’s brothers are also laid to rest.

Tomorrow, after Deborah has taken Tim and Sue to the airport for their flight back to Chicago, she and Sarah and I will return to the cemetery to lay Christmas wreaths on the burial sites of our family members. Other families will be present for the same thing, and then on Saturday, volunteers will finish placing wreaths on all the other burial sites. The decorations for Christmas was something begun by our mother a number of years ago.

Some of Boe’s family and neighbors of Sarah returned with us to Deborah’s place for a reception. There was plenty of good food available, and I ate more than I probably should have once again. I’ll know for sure when my blood is checked again in the morning.

We also spent time visiting with all the others present, sharing memories of our departed loved ones. Sadly, that included one of Boe’s older sisters, who passed away only yesterday. It was doubly difficult for those family members.

After everyone departed, including Sarah, who was taken home by her neighbors, the four of us remaining spent the evening watching some TV and wandering when we might all get together again. As one of the cousins said at the service, “I hope you’re not dead the next time I see you.”

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All Creation Waits -- Children's Edition: The Advent Mystery of New Beginnings for Children All Creation Waits -- Children's Edition: The Advent Mystery of New Beginnings for Children Contributor(s): Boss, Gayle (Author) , Spitz, Sharon (Illustrator) Publisher: : Paraclete Press (MA) ISBN: 1640608281 Physical Info: 0.45" H x 9.8" L x 8.76" W (1.01 lbs) 64 pages "Written specifically for early readers and their families, this books explores the idea that animals from frogs to deer wait for the hope of spring and new life just as God our heavenly Father promised in the coming of his only son Jesus Christ"-- Gayle Boss writes from West Michigan, where she was born and raised. Her lifelong love of animals and her immersion in spiritual texts and practices have melded in poems and essays that explore how relationships with animals specifically, and an attentive presence in the natural world generally, restore us to our deepest selves. Also the author of Wild Hope: Stories for Lent from the Vanishing, Gayle lives with her husband and Welsh corgi rescue. " Writing about animals and the human-animal bond is the writing that enthralls me. I've found it true, what the thirteenth-century mystic Meister Eckhart said: 'God is equally near in all creatures.' Many human creatures and two corgis have loved me and encouraged my work. Beyond them, the creatures and landscapes of Michigan's west coast, often wounded, open to me wonder after wonder." -- Gayle Boss Sharon Spitz is an award-winning illustrator and graphic designer currently based between Berlin and Haifa. Graduate with honors from the Department of Visual Communication in The NB Haifa School of Design (B.Des.). In her works, she expresses her love of animals and her interest in environmental issues, drawing inspiration from music, surreal art, and nature. Sharon enjoys experimenting with various techniques and styles. " All Creation Waits is a kind of bestiary set to an Advent tune. Each day, the life of some creature unfurls before our eyes, with an accompanying prose poem that describes the animal's hibernal activity. Lushly illustrated, each page opens to dream-like portraits of animals in their habitats." -- The Living Church "In this unique blend of Advent musings on the nature of waiting, fascinating facts about animals and birds, and magnificent artwork depicting creatures in their winter habitats, author Gayle Boss and illustrator Sharon Spitz join forces to develop one theme pointing ahead to the birth of Jesus: 'The dark is not an end. It's a door. It's the way a new beginning comes.'" --The Banner "Saying I loved All Creation Waits is an understatement. It moved me and inspired me. My family will be using it to welcome in Christmas, not just once, but for years to come. As a parent, I love the space the book leaves for my own kids' responses and the prompts that are truly at a child's level. It's a delight and my new go-to recommendation for families." -- Meredith Miller, pastor and author of Woven: Nurturing a Faith Your Kids Don't Have to Heal From "This book is at once gorgeous and glorious, quiet as falling snow, and still as a hibernating animal. It captures the magic and promise of Advent in words and pictures--reminding us, gently but powerfully, of God's love for all His creatures--including us." -- Sy Montgomery, National Book Award Finalist and New York Times bestselling author of How to Be a Good Creature "A gorgeous exploration in words and pictures of animals in winter, life in darkness, beauty in nature, the wonder of the world..." -- Deborah Heiligman, author of Charles and Emma: The Darwins' Leap of Faith, a National Book Award Finalist " All Creation Waits is an Advent book as exquisite as it is unusual. In a season which often centers on human stories and celebrates the triumph of light, this enthralling book directs our gaze elsewhere: to our animal kin and what they can teach us about stillness, waiting, and the generative power of darkness. Poetic, wise, stunningly illustrated, and rich in mystery, All Creation Waits is an ideal Advent companion for curious children (and grownups too). I can hardly wait to share it with my own family." -- Laura Alary, author of Look! A Child's Guide to Advent and Christmas and many other books "Beautiful, beckoning, and brimming with hope and promise, wonder and love!" --Sy Montgomery, New York Times bestselling author of How to Be a Good Creature From bestselling author Gayle Boss, a stunningly illustrated picture book edition of her beloved Advent book, All Creation Waits. Now young readers too will be caught up in the wonder of 24 woodland animals adapting to the season of dark and cold. Each day of Advent a different animal shows children its own amazing way to meet the dark and cold. Wood Frog freezes into a frog-shaped cube of ice! For six months Painted Turtle doesn't breathe! Woodchuck can't be wakened, even if shaken! With each creature, children hear the refrain: The dark is not an end. It's a door. It's the way a new beginning comes. Here is the ancient truth of Advent enacted in the lives of 24 common woodland animals and culminating in the birth of the Human One who perfectly lived that truth. Children open the book's double-page spreads as they would the doors on an Advent calendar--one, and only one, each day. "Animal wonderment" reflection questions at the back of the book help children stay with just one animal, one page spread, each day. In an often chaotic "holiday season," children learn to slow down and wait with all creation. Written in lilting poetic lines, children ages 5 to 10 will delight in the sounds of the words as well as the vivid descriptions of animals' winter lives. They'll learn the elegant intricacies of creatures as small as honeybees, as large as black bears. Original watercolor paintings by award-winning artist Sharon Spitz convey the radiance of each creature. With this beautiful picture book, adults and families who have loved the original edition of All Creation Waits can now welcome younger children into the practice of reflective waiting-with-creation through Advent. Perfect for grounding young ones in the wonder of wild things. An ECPA 2023 Christmas Bestseller! Learn more about All Creation Waits--Children's Edition and find free resources at AllCreationWaits.com Contributor Bio:Boss, Gayle Gayle Boss writes from West Michigan, where she was born and raised. Her lifelong love of animals and her immersion in spiritual texts and practices have melded in poems and essays that explore how relationships with animals specifically, and an attentive presence in the natural world generally, restore us to our deepest selves. Also the author of Wild Hope: Stories for Lent from the Vanishing, Gayle lives with her husband and Welsh corgi rescue. " Writing about animals and the human-animal bond is the writing that enthralls me. I've found it true, what the thirteenth-century mystic Meister Eckhart said: 'God is equally near in all creatures.' Many human creatures and two corgis have loved me and encouraged my work. Beyond them, the creatures and landscapes of Michigan's west coast, often wounded, open to me wonder after wonder." -- Gayle Boss Contributor Bio:Spitz, Sharon Sharon Spitz is an award-winning illustrator and graphic designer currently based between Berlin and Haifa. Graduate with honors from the Department of Visual Communication in The NB Haifa School of Design (B.Des.). In her works, she expresses her love of animals and her interest in environmental issues, drawing inspiration from music, surreal art, and nature. Sharon enjoys experimenting with various techniques and styles.

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“You’re a beautiful enigma, and I want to unravel every secret you hold.” + “Let me lose myself in you; I want to know every part of your being.” - fnaftm anna to niel. :3.

niel's brows furrowed hard , finding himself immediately being drawn towards to the idea of being reserved rather than listening to a word that the redhead spoke ; yet , parts of him felt DRAWN to her , felt INCLINED to listen , to open up . as if she had somehow DESERVED the intimate , private parts that composed nathaniel . surface level , he was a previous delivery boy and night guard who used humor and laughter as a weapon that was skillfully weld to hide another deeper . he had never wanted to be anything more than just a guy , yet . . . HERE he was . months after everything happened , he'd found himself in the position of trying to push away everyone he had deemed friends to keep them in secrecy of what was happening behind the scenes .

niel had told everyone he was fine , that he wasn't worried , that he held no ill feelings about anything that happened to him when these were all lies . months of anger , rage , fury had culminated and boiled to a point where nathaniel had heavily considered murdering that rat bastard in the cell where he stood , and then . . . nothing . nate hadn't told anna anything about the creature that plagued him , the vicious entity that hunger for the blood of their very shared ex-boss , and right now he wasn't sure if he could allow himself to elaborate . but . . . she was so nice , she asked so eloquently , and who was nate to deny her ? so , despite everything in his body threatening to close off right there , the raven gives a deep , shaky sigh and nods his head .

" okay , sure . . . i'll . . . tell you as much as i can , i promise . " the man gives her a tight lipped smile , trying to get comfortable on his couch as his hands idly picked at the seams of his jeans . " if you want me to start from the very beginning , i'm the son of a single mom , deborah . great lady , a bit religious , she uh . . . she thought there was something off with me when i was little , i was talking to myself , she said i'd started to lie and hide from her , but all i can really remember funny enough is my imaginary friend i had at the time . " he chuckles , shaking his head and adverting his gaze.

" she took me to the pastor , took me to sunday school , prayed and asked ME to pray every night , the whole nine yards . . . she passed when i was 15 , hung herself about a week into my sophomore year . and since she was the only family i had , i was basically toted around foster care homes until i hit 18 , couch hoped until i turn 21 , and then started up at freddy's as a delivery driver . . . you know the rest of that story though , " niel snorts , bringing his attention back onto her . " but , after all the shit went down at freddy's , i just . . . i got so mad , i was so angry , and scared , and i didn't know what to do . . . "

nate swallows thickly , eyes going vacant for a moment , trailing to the entity that stalked eerily in the corner of the room before focusing back onto anna . " i hid , i ran , i fought , i did what i thought was right and would make me feel better , but every night i would STILL go to bed terrified and enraged , and then . . . it was like it all stopped , i woke up and i was fine , and i felt like i could move ON finally ; but , the lord had other plans for me and i'm in another vat of hot water dealing with a different beast . " niel swallows thickly , hands fidgeting idly now with each other . " and i don't know if i'm able to explain that part . . . " he hears the creature that plaged only his vision titter , jaw locking up and emitting a soft sigh .

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Sunday School Lesson for Nov 3 2024 Jonah Repents

Pentecostal Power of Deliverance Video Sunday School

284 Weyl Street – Rochester, NY 14621

Overseers and Founders:

Bishop Melvin C. Cross Sr. & Pastor Dr. Beleader D. Cross

 Sunday School Lesson | 11/3/24

“Jonah Repents”

Jonah 2:1-10

Teacher: Elder Deborah Miller

             What is Repentance?  Repentance is the act of acknowledging and feeling remorse for past or current wrongdoings, and then taking steps to change for the better.  It involves a change of heart and mind, turning away from sin, and seeking forgiveness and help from God, via His Son, Jesus Christ. In Christianity, repentance is a key part of walking with God in holiness after turning away from sin.  In some Christian traditions, repentance is central to confession and absolution.  In today’s Sunday school lesson, the prophet Jonah repents.  Question, “Couldn’t God have just chosen one who would have obeyed?”  Join me for Sunday school.  

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Nicole Kardar, 40, grew up in the small, conservative city of Andersonville, Georgia. Raised by strict, religious parents, Michael Kardar (68), a high school principal, and Deborah Kardar (65), a church secretary, Nicole’s childhood was deeply rooted in faith, discipline, and academic achievement. Her older brother, David Kardar (42), became a youth pastor, and her younger sister, Rebecca Kardar (36), is a high school math teacher, reflecting the values of structure and responsibility that their parents instilled in all of them.

Nicole excelled academically, earning a scholarship to the University of Kentucky, where she began her studies in education. However, during her second semester of freshman year, Nicole became pregnant after a short relationship, a life-altering event that forced her to drop out. Fearing her parents’ disapproval, she chose not to tell them about the pregnancy, cutting off contact and setting out on her own to raise her daughter. She took a job at a daycare to provide for herself and her child, seeing it as the best option for balancing work and motherhood.

At 21, Nicole met Robert “Bob” Carter (then 34), an older man who owned a used car dealership. Bob provided Nicole with stability, and they quickly married. Their marriage was highly traditional. Nicole adopted the role of a stay-at-home mom, cooking, cleaning, and caring for their daughter, Lila, while Bob took on the role of the breadwinner. Nicole found comfort in the structure of her life, embracing activities like knitting, sewing, baking, and reading as hobbies to fill her time. Despite the outward appearance of a perfect life, Nicole always felt a bit unfulfilled but didn’t want to ruffle any feathers. She preferred to maintain the status quo, avoiding confrontation and doing her best to keep everything peaceful.

After twelve years of marriage, Nicole began to feel increasingly restless, feeling as though she could achieve more. She believed her life had become stagnant and initiated a separation from Bob, even though they tried counseling on and off for three more years before eventually divorcing. Their split, however, was amicable, with Nicole still valuing the role Bob had played in her life, but knowing she needed more for herself.

Now divorced, Nicole has decided to return to school to pursue a degree in health care administration, eager to make something of herself outside of her traditional homemaker role. Her return to academia has reignited the ambition she had in her youth, and she’s determined to build a career that both challenges her and provides a sense of accomplishment.

Nicole is reserved, highly organized, and careful not to disrupt the balance in her personal or professional life. Though she prefers not to stir up drama or confrontation, Nicole is quietly determined and knows what she wants for her future. Her daughter, Lila (20), is now in college studying psychology with the aim of becoming a therapist. Nicole is incredibly proud of Lila and has focused much of her energy on supporting her daughter’s ambitions, just as she is beginning to focus on her own.

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John K. Bonczewski

John K. Bonczewski, of Edwardsville, passed away on Thursday, June 20th, at Allied Hospice Meade Street, Wilkes-Barre.

John graduated from Kingston High School in 1959. Afterwards, he attended Wilkes- Barre Business Academy and embarked on a career as a salesman for Central Warehouse Corporation, 

As a well-respected salesman, John showcased his strong work ethic and charismatic personality. 

John’s impact extended far beyond his professional achievements. He was active in the community coaching and mentoring countless young athletes in Ed-Lark Little League and Edwardsville Eagles football. Additionally, he served as a member of Edwardsville Council for many years. 

Outside of sports, John devoted countless hours to his faith community. First Welsh Presbyterian Church. He served as treasurer of the church for over 30 years; as well as participating in numerous church activities reflecting his generous spirit and commitment to serving others. 

He was preceded in death by his sister, Madeline Golembeski.

John is survived by his beloved wife, Roberta, with whom he celebrated 58 years of marriage. He is also survived by his two devoted sons, John (Jack) and his partner, Karen Stempowski, and Robert and his wife, Karen; and cherished grandchildren, Abby and Jillian. He is also survived by brother-in-law, Robert Roberts, and his wife Deborah, along with several nieces and nephews.

Family and friends are invited to visit from 4 to 7 PM on Monday, June 24th, at Hugh B. Hughes & Son, Inc. Funeral Home, 1044 Wyoming Ave., Forty Fort. 

Funeral service will be held at 10 AM on Tuesday, June 25th, at First Welsh Presbyterian Church, 398 Main St., Edwardsville, with Pastor Jack Griffiths, officiating. Interment will be held at Evergreen Cemetery, Dallas. Family and friends are asked to go directly to the church.

The family would like to extend their deepest gratitude to Dr. Michael Rupp, Kaci Wall DNP, CRNP, and Dr. Devin Carey for their diligent, compassionate care, and support. 

Memorial contributions can be made to First Welsh Presbyterian on Main Street in Edwardsville or SPCA of Luzerne County. 

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Chapter twenty two, part one

BIG TIME JUMP!

With her children around her Deborah walked with Israel on her arms towards the front door. It was time for the to leave for her brothers wedding. Aidan was the pastor who would lead the ceremony so they couldn't be too late. Besides, who came late to their own brothers wedding. Her brother was twentytwo years old already. It was weird how fast her siblings grew up to adults. Her little brother wasn't so little anymore. He was taller then she was. And today he would marry Josephine Bardot. He wasn't the first one to marry a Bardot. A few months back her sister Isabel married Kenneth Bardot. It was very idilic. Two friends from two families marrying to friends from the same families. Gabriel and Kenneth were good friends and so were Isabel and Josephine.

Gabriel was already the eigth Levine sibling to marry. Deborah was almost seven years married to Aidan. A couple months before her were Bernice and Christina married and since then were four more siblings married. Bernice had three children now, Christina four. Elisabeth got married to Gunner Stoll and they had a daughter and she was pregnant with their second child, a son. Felix got married to Rebecca Hansley, a younger sister of the husbands of Bernice and Christina. Felix and Rebecca already had a son. Hadassa got married to Garrett Adler and they had a son. She was also pregnant with their second but not that far along to know the gender. She hoped for a girl. Isabel was the last one who got married and she wasn't expecting yet. It probably wouldn't be long until she also got pregnant with her fist child.

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[queen-of-the-scene]

syl ?? and david!!

(if anybody knows who it is or what year please do tell! i'm guessing around '75-'76?"

photo credit to Deborah Konczal Pastor <3

[wutbju]

William Raymond Gust, BJU Class of 1956.

Rev. William (Bill) Gust, 92, passed away February 12, 2024 in Naples, FL.

He was born June 5, 1931, in Pittsburgh, PA, to William John and Geraldine Gust, then adopted by loving grandparents. Bill joined the U.S. Army at 17, serving in Trieste, Italy, with the Heavy Cannon and Mortar Company, 351st Infantry. During this time, he experienced the most significant event of his life: his salvation from sin through the blood of His Saviour, Jesus Christ.

He later attended Bob Jones University, earning a degree in Pastoral Ministries. There he met and married Harriet Dickinson, August 28, 1954 - almost 70 years ago.

Bill and Harriet chose to serve God in Christian foreign missions. In 1960 the family sailed from America with their children, settling in Florence, Italy. After 5 years, they moved north to Vicenza, Italy, which would be their home of faithful service for 37 years. Bill founded Casa Biblica, a Christian bookstore, and Chiesa Evangelica, a church and ministry center. Bill retired from the ministry at age 71, in 2002, returning to America and settling in Naples, FL.

Bill was an avid stamp collector, specializing in postage referencing Bible passages, persons and events. He could be found cheering at the Everblades games or in his kitchen preparing Italian specialties for his family and friends.

Bill is survived by his wife Harriet; 4 children, Deborah, William (Billy), Christine and Angela; 6 grandchildren and 4 great grandchildren.

A Celebration of Life will be held at Grace Bible Church of Naples, 1055 Pine Ridge Road, at 3:00pm Saturday, February 24, 2024. In lieu of flowers, donations in memory of Bill may be made to the church, at the above address.

Mrs. Gust wishes to extend heartfelt gratitude to the capable, compassionate caregivers of Vitas Healthcare Hospice services, for their wonderful care of Bill during his last months.