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“THREE SCORE YEARS AND TEN” MISSIONARY WORK IN CHINA
Amy Moore
It was during his twelve year retirement that he completely recovered that Christian faith which at one
time seemed to have been clouded, and this I think was largely due to the prayers and loving loyalty of
Percy’s mother, Esther Moore, who by this time was retired in Toronto. He entered into a new joy and
peace. Earthquakes, famines, floods, bandits, refugees and two World Wars were all in the past, and
with them innumerable friendships and the many contacts of those tumultuous years. This left him
with a certain sadness in his old age, but he overcame it by turning back to what he had most valued
in youth - the Lord Jesus Christ, the Gospel message and the CIM with its life of prayer and faith and
its pastoral care for others. “He made a great many friends in Saskatoon”, Leslie said, “many of
whom treated him as a Father Confessor, relying on his help and advice to solve many personal
problems”.
In one of his letters to Percy during his latter years he wrote,
“In my very limited ministry here I have learned to pray more
earnestly for some of the saints of advanced years, that the Lord
would be pleased to hasten the hour of their departure. I know that
my soul longs to let go the grip on this life and to fall right in to the
‘everlasting arms’ which are extended to receive. I thank God from
the depth of my heart for this period of quiet He has given me in this
backwater, where my own feverish activities and desires have been
stilled to the point that He has been able to teach me so many
precious truths which I could never have learned in the pressures of
modern life. More and more I learn to appreciate the ministry of the
Holy Spirit and to try and give Him that place in my life which enables
Him to give direction and guidance I need to do His will here upon
earth.”
GFA DIES
In his last letter to Jessie and David written on 23 September 1970, Uncle George said,
“The Lord has been so good to me during the past few months, and
has taught me wonderful truths from His Word, building up the
spiritual man to offset the deterioration of the flesh. It is marvellous to
experience so literally the truth that for the child of God ‘the outward
man may perish but the inward man is being renewed day by day.’
My old carcase is deteriorating momentarily but there is very literally a
newness of life in the inner man. I am praying that if it is His will, He
will take me right from my lounge chair here.”
He died a year later at the age of 84. Perhaps it is only now long after, that we are beginning to
realise how much was owed to him by such a large number of desperate people.
GFA died in Saskatoon on 24 August 1971 and, after the funeral service had taken place on 28
August, was buried in Woodlawn Cemetery. The burial lot is among those occupied by the fallen
soldiers of two wars. Leslie wrote and described the service to an old friend of George’s in Taiwan,
“It was on 5 April, our first really nice day of spring weather, Dad decided he wanted to
take advantage of the fresh air and sunshine to walk down the street to visit his
friends at ‘The Bay’ and ‘Safeway’ stores. Crossing an intersection and mounting the
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Amy Moore
It was during his twelve year retirement that he completely recovered that Christian faith which at one
time seemed to have been clouded, and this I think was largely due to the prayers and loving loyalty of
Percy’s mother, Esther Moore, who by this time was retired in Toronto. He entered into a new joy and
peace. Earthquakes, famines, floods, bandits, refugees and two World Wars were all in the past, and
with them innumerable friendships and the many contacts of those tumultuous years. This left him
with a certain sadness in his old age, but he overcame it by turning back to what he had most valued
in youth - the Lord Jesus Christ, the Gospel message and the CIM with its life of prayer and faith and
its pastoral care for others. “He made a great many friends in Saskatoon”, Leslie said, “many of
whom treated him as a Father Confessor, relying on his help and advice to solve many personal
problems”.
In one of his letters to Percy during his latter years he wrote,
“In my very limited ministry here I have learned to pray more
earnestly for some of the saints of advanced years, that the Lord
would be pleased to hasten the hour of their departure. I know that
my soul longs to let go the grip on this life and to fall right in to the
‘everlasting arms’ which are extended to receive. I thank God from
the depth of my heart for this period of quiet He has given me in this
backwater, where my own feverish activities and desires have been
stilled to the point that He has been able to teach me so many
precious truths which I could never have learned in the pressures of
modern life. More and more I learn to appreciate the ministry of the
Holy Spirit and to try and give Him that place in my life which enables
Him to give direction and guidance I need to do His will here upon
earth.”
GFA DIES
In his last letter to Jessie and David written on 23 September 1970, Uncle George said,
“The Lord has been so good to me during the past few months, and
has taught me wonderful truths from His Word, building up the
spiritual man to offset the deterioration of the flesh. It is marvellous to
experience so literally the truth that for the child of God ‘the outward
man may perish but the inward man is being renewed day by day.’
My old carcase is deteriorating momentarily but there is very literally a
newness of life in the inner man. I am praying that if it is His will, He
will take me right from my lounge chair here.”
He died a year later at the age of 84. Perhaps it is only now long after, that we are beginning to
realise how much was owed to him by such a large number of desperate people.
GFA died in Saskatoon on 24 August 1971 and, after the funeral service had taken place on 28
August, was buried in Woodlawn Cemetery. The burial lot is among those occupied by the fallen
soldiers of two wars. Leslie wrote and described the service to an old friend of George’s in Taiwan,
“It was on 5 April, our first really nice day of spring weather, Dad decided he wanted to
take advantage of the fresh air and sunshine to walk down the street to visit his
friends at ‘The Bay’ and ‘Safeway’ stores. Crossing an intersection and mounting the
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