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When I was visiting Universities in Africa and Asia, Jess used to send him copies of
my diaries and he accompanied me all the way in prayer. His very last letter to us
was written Sept 23, 1970 after Michael's visit.
"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 perishes but the inward man is
renewed day by day'. My old carcase is deteriorating momentarily, but there
is a newness of life in the inner man.
I cannot begin to tell you what the visit of the family group from Toronto meant
to me, especially the ministrations of Michael. Right from the time he left, I
felt a new flow of 'virtue' strengthening me, so that I am now in a totally
changed physical condition from that in which he found me. I could neither
eat nor sleep, but now I enjoy several hours of sound sleep nightly and have a
good appetite. For all of which I give thanks to God and gratitude to Michael.
It was wonderful seeing John and Mary with Carolynn and Jennifer; what
beautiful children they are. Our clan is expanding at such a rate, but I try to
remember each one by name before the Throne of Grace daily. I told
Michael I have not yet had evidence of the Lord's will in the proposed move to
Toronto. I am praying earnestly that He will take me right from my lounge
chair here. But if we can meet once more then "shall my joy be full'. Give
my love to all members of the family within reach. With much love, your
affection ate, Uncle George.
In one of his letters to his nephew, Percy Moore, during the 1960s 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.”
On April 5, l971 he had a mild stroke when walking in the sunshine, fell, and broke his hip.
A successful operation was performed and in May he was able to get around in a wheel
chair. Since he needed constant nursing care he was moved to the Saskatoon
Convalescent Home, but he steadily deteriorated and died on August 24th at the age of 84.
When I was visiting Universities in Africa and Asia, Jess used to send him copies of
my diaries and he accompanied me all the way in prayer. His very last letter to us
was written Sept 23, 1970 after Michael's visit.
"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 perishes but the inward man is
renewed day by day'. My old carcase is deteriorating momentarily, but there
is a newness of life in the inner man.
I cannot begin to tell you what the visit of the family group from Toronto meant
to me, especially the ministrations of Michael. Right from the time he left, I
felt a new flow of 'virtue' strengthening me, so that I am now in a totally
changed physical condition from that in which he found me. I could neither
eat nor sleep, but now I enjoy several hours of sound sleep nightly and have a
good appetite. For all of which I give thanks to God and gratitude to Michael.
It was wonderful seeing John and Mary with Carolynn and Jennifer; what
beautiful children they are. Our clan is expanding at such a rate, but I try to
remember each one by name before the Throne of Grace daily. I told
Michael I have not yet had evidence of the Lord's will in the proposed move to
Toronto. I am praying earnestly that He will take me right from my lounge
chair here. But if we can meet once more then "shall my joy be full'. Give
my love to all members of the family within reach. With much love, your
affection ate, Uncle George.
In one of his letters to his nephew, Percy Moore, during the 1960s 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.”
On April 5, l971 he had a mild stroke when walking in the sunshine, fell, and broke his hip.
A successful operation was performed and in May he was able to get around in a wheel
chair. Since he needed constant nursing care he was moved to the Saskatoon
Convalescent Home, but he steadily deteriorated and died on August 24th at the age of 84.
