Esmie Elaine Miller by Gracious Grafx

Sweet at 16 We cannot always build the future for our youth, but we can build our youth for the future. Franklin D. Roosevelt

Elaine surrendered to the call of God when she was 12 years old. At Pentecostal Tabernacle, Wildman Street, her young life was molded and her future directed according to the teachings of The Word of God â&#x20AC;&#x201C; The Bible.

Heart THE

OF A MOTHER

The love of a mother is the veil of a softer light between the heart and the heavenly Father. Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Mothers are the only ones that think nothing is beyond their control when it comes to their children. Ali Fazal

The truth is that no matter how old we are, as long as our mothers are alive, we want our mother. And itâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s a very powerful relationship if itâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s healthy. Goldie Hawn

Mom TRIBUTE TO

hat I remember most is your meek, calm, gentle, non-confrontational demeanor. I cannot recall your voice raised in anger or ever being involved in a boisterous heated argument. Needless to say, although not arguing, you were never a pushover. You said what you had to say - maybe one or two lines, and that was it. I remember when, as an avid reader, you always had your novels made by a particular publisher which I will not name. Then there was the time when you always had your Coates box of crochet yarn. There were projects that you did in crochet. First there were the duck doilies: which many people received as gifts. You would patiently put it together, wash it yourself, starch it yourself, and make sure that the ducks around the edges stood up. Then there was the dress you crocheted for a wedding and of course your crowning crochet masterpiece, a king size spread with a big pink rose in the center. Your constant caring about other people was always evident. Like the time when a kid on Wildman Street broke the rear windshield of a car with a stone. When his mother was sought to discuss paying for the broken glass your main concern was that she could not afford to replace the glass. I should also note here that it was your kindness to the president of “Mutual Life” that led to your being employed there. Then there were my late teenage years. I always had the car. In fact, when you needed to keep your car for the day, you would come to my room and detail your itinerary for the next day to explain why you need to keep your car. Really? How many mothers did that? Trusting their teenage child to keep their car at all times. You were the coolest mom around! You had no problem laughing even when you were the brunt of the joke. Like the time you were travelling with your friends along the south coast of Jamaica when you inquired, “Why aren’t we at Flat Bridge yet”? The laughter broke out in the car so much that even the driver, the late A.T. Palmer, had to pull over. The greatest thing is that you were the one who told me this story later in life.

I will always remember: our after 9 o’clock telephone calls in the morning, our Saturday afternoon calls… if your heavy social agenda afforded it, and our late-night chats whenever I overnighted at your house. Time and space limits my ability to explain the wisdom and reasonings I gained from these exchanges. Occasionally I would call you about the words to an old chorus. Your response would be, “Paul how do you remember that song”? Then you would repeat the song to me - filling any gaps I had. Godspeed Mom. Take your rest. I love you and always will. I will miss you. Hugh Paul Miller.

My Mother was a unique little lady. She was humble, kind, and gentle. Living with her all these years, I never heard her in an argument with anyone; she was always peaceful. Although she was a quiet lady, she was also very funny and kept me laughing a lot of times. One of the things I remember about my mother is that she always prayed, especially for her children and grandchildren. I work late at nights, but she would not go to bed until I reached home; every night when she heard the door open, she would say “Thank God you reach home safely”, then she would go off to sleep. I am happy that I moved from Boston to come and live with her five years ago when she got sick. These last five years were very special for my Mother and I. Taking her to work in the mornings, taking her on her doctors’ appointments, going grocery shopping with her, and just being there for her are memories I will not forget. Yes, I am sad that she won’t be around anymore and I already miss her. However, I know she is in a better place and I will always carry her in my heart. Rest in peace Mummy. I love you – Andrew

Mommy

DEAR

Oh Mommy, where do I begin? How can I in a single tribute capture all that you mean to me? How can I marshal my raging emotions and physical pain to express in this text how much I love, respect and miss you? Of my own strength, I know I can’t; but by El Adonai’s Grace I will. From my earliest years, you recognized the unique child that I was and you guided, corrected, and supported me on my journey to becoming exactly who The Most High intended. I remember many times during my teenage years when your intuitive wisdom and strategic handling of my strong personality precluded any acts of rebellion. One such incident occurred when my high school was doing a fundraiser fête. My class was in charge of one of the dance rooms and I had signed up for door duty. After I presented my case for why I should be allowed to go, you gave permission. On my way out the door that day, you simply said “Dawn, I trust you.” After my duties ended, I decided to join in the festivities. I’ll never forget the experience. Every time I started to boogie, I heard your voice in my head: I trust you. It didn’t matter where I went, your voice was in my head! I finally gave up and left the fundraiser early. When I got home, you casually observed, “You’re home early.” “Yeah, it was boring,” I responded. You were very insightful. A reflective thinker. Over the years, I witnessed how you managed life’s circumstances and interacted with others. You always modulated yourself and thoughtfully responded to the situation or person confronting you. Patient! Even-tempered! Distinguished Lady! I have never heard you raise your voice. Undeniably, you were non-confrontational but you were not a pushover. You commanded respect without saying a word. I admired that about you. You were the quintessential class act. Even when you had every reason to freak out, you maintained your equanimity. As your most adventurous offspring - some would say craziest, just ignore them - who went on numerous adventures ranging from white-water rafting to solo road trips to ziplining, I KNOW I kept you in a prayerful mode. Yet, every time I called to check in, you would calmly ask me about my trips and then listen as I enthusiastically gave you too much 6

information. In retrospect, I have a sneaking suspicion that right after our calls you were back on your knees imploring The Father to please protect your child. Peaceful! Kind! Welcoming! Your presence was a comfort for those in your company. You made people feel like family. You were always willing to help in any way you could. That handbag of yours was a phenomenon: ginger-mint candy, chewing gum, aspirin, Excelsior crackers, lip balm, scissors, sewing kit… You were an incredibly thoughtful and kind lady. Indeed, you have four biological children but you were a mother to many. Such warmth, such love, you also exhibited quiet strength and gracious dignity. When our family structure changed, you could have succumbed to the pressures and bowed out in shame. However, you held your head high, anchored yourself in The Most High, gathered your four children to you, and proceeded with power through every challenge, every criticism, and every adversity. For your unwavering trust in Him, God responded. He blessed our home. He blessed our finances. He blessed you and He blessed us, your children. Our family, Mommy, is a testimony of The Most High’s grace, goodness, and faithfulness. Thank you for loving and caring for me. You have been one of my steadfast supporters in life. Through every growing-pain episode and drama, every competition, every scholastic achievement, every career accomplishment, you have been there in my corner praying for me, encouraging me, and cheering me on. The Most High favored me when He chose the beautiful, loving, patient, smart and resilient YOU to be my mom. I thank Him for the years we had together. Your departure has left a gaping hole in our hearts and the pain is intense. However, The Most High is our Healer and we will be all right. Farewell, Mommy. I love you – Dawn.

MummyLOVING... CARING...

o once again you did what you could to shield me from hurt. I still can’t believe that you waited for me to leave before leaving us here behind. I console myself by the fact that you know me very well - “excitable and dramatic!” I guess you did not want me to be alone with you when you were leaving, it would have been unbearable. Thanks for protecting me until your last breath.

Sunday mornings will never be the same again; no more will I pick you up for church. Recently you shared your new smoothie diet with me, I won’t get to enjoy those on the drive to Pentab anymore. I cherish those memories, not to mention your filling me in on all the latest happenings and cracking me up with your little “sly remarks”. You were one funny lady who in a quiet way had some really cute and sly comments to make about your opinions. You were indeed a mother “extraordinaire” and I only hope my daughters will inherit from me all that you instilled in my life. If half of what is said of you can be said of me then I would have done well. Your passion for helping others and unselfishly giving of yourself was your hallmark. Because of the example you gave, I have no choice but to care for others and be forgiving. I pray this spirit you passed on to me will live not only in me but my girls. Mummy, words fail me to pen just how much your life impacted me as a woman. Your strength, resilience, courage, determination and fight are but a few of the qualities you exemplified during your lifetime. You were one loyal soul to your family, pastor, and church. As you would often say “They know not to say anything bad around me about my family or my church or else…” of course you could never tell me what the “or else” was. There will be a space in my heart forever that no one else can fill. My “new normal” without having you around will take some getting used to, but I know you want me to go on being all that I can be through Christ which strengthens me. Thank you for being the loving, caring Mother you were; I will try to follow in your footsteps. I love you Mummy. Forever, Ann-Marie. 8

Classy LADY

Life’s

JOURNEY

On Wednesday March 14, 1934, Kingston, Jamaica, welcomed the beautiful baby girl Esmie Elaine born to Theresa and Simeon Gayle; she joined her older sister Phyllis. Little did we know that this angelic beauty would bring so much love and joy to people from many different walks of life. In the years following she was joined by her siblings, Yvonne, Leslyn (deceased), Carreen (Patsy), Albert (Boy Blue), and Audrey (Dimples), and had much pleasure in nurturing them throughout her lifetime. Although named Esmie, she went by her middle name Elaine, but was affectionately known as “Syl” (don’t know why), Birdie (her tiny lips), Mummy, Millie, Grandma Syl and…the list goes on. At the early age of 12, she started attending Pentecostal Tabernacle Wildman Street, with her friend Freddie Palmer. She was convinced that the apostolic teachings were right, so she sneaked behind her parents’ back and got baptized early one Sunday morning at the seaside in Kingston. Elaine loved the Lord Jesus Christ supremely. Consequently, she loved and served His Cause most appropriately. She served as General Secretary of the Sunday School Department, choir secretary, and was a member of the choir for a period that exceeded forty (40) years. Because these areas of ministry consistently moved along a progressive line, her ministry had a positive impact on hundreds of lives. Elaine completed her early education at Mico 10

Practicing School which she attended through to graduation at senior year. She then attended Kingston Business College where she pursued a two-year certificate secretarial program. She started her professional secretarial career just before marrying Hugh Miller on June 6, 1956. The union produced four children, Paul, Ann-Marie, Andrew, and Dawn. In the mid 1960’s Sis. Miller was ordained as an evangelist. Along with her husband, Elder Hugh Miller, they pioneered the Bog Walk United Pentecostal Church in St. Catherine, Jamaica. After nine years of pastoral ministry, Sis Miller continued worshipping at Pentecostal Tabernacle, Wildman Street, Jamaica, where she remained a faithful member until she migrated to the United States in 1997. Immediately upon graduation from Kingston Business College, Elaine landed a job as a secretary at Jamaica Furniture Company, where she worked for several years, until she got a better job opportunity at Robinson & Company Car Dealer.

This was where she purchased her first car. While employed there, it was her kind, caring spirit that opened yet another opportunity for her to work at Jamaica Mutual Life where her employment began in the early 70’s. “Millie” became a stable figure at Mutual Life until her official retirement early 1990, by which time she was now in a management role. 11

So many stories have been told of her loading up her car and taking as many of her coworkers to noon-hour service at Wildman Street as the car could fit and having Morning Prayer in her office at Mutual Life. Her co-worker/daughter Verna eloquently stated “Millie was the definition of a Christian woman who lived a Christian life in a real world without compromising her Christian principles.” After her official retirement, she was rehired on a contractual basis which she maintained until she migrated to Miami, Florida in 1997. Upon relocating to Miami, Sister Syl was actively involved at Pentecostal Tabernacle in Miami Gardens, Florida. She was the first employee along with Pastor Robert Stewart when the church first met at El Palacio Hotel. Her employment at Pentecostal Tabernacle continued until her passing on December 13, 2018. Neither in her mind nor in the mind of management was there any thought of her ‘retiring’ (for a second time). The office staff often commented that she would be a soldier who would “die at her post.”

Sister Syl found joy and fulfillment in keeping active at the Tabernacle, not just as an employee but volunteering wherever she saw the need. She enjoyed cooking for â&#x20AC;&#x153;her childrenâ&#x20AC;? on staff, watering the plants, serving meals whenever there were events that needed workers, reading for the children at Pentab Academy, volunteering at CARE Inc., serving inmates at the annual Thanksgiving celebration, and being an active member of the Seniors Ministry. Anything that kept her busy was her delight. Being at Pentab brought much joy and happiness to her life and certainly gave her a feeling of being worthwhile and valuable.

As a mother, she was one hundred percent involved in her children’s wellbeing, and often had to be reminded that “We’re grown adults;” but that never stopped her from telling you when she did not approve of something. Buying stuff, cooking meals, coming over to help clean, and giving money are just a few things she did for her children until her goodbye. Her love and compassion as a mother did not stop with her biological children, who all learned at an early age to share her as a mother. Mummy was always bringing containers with food to give someone at church. This started from the early days at Wildman Street and continued to Pentab Miami. Although by the world’s standard she was never rich, she always had something to give someone in need, always loving and nurturing, and always adopting another child. If Elaine should be asked what her favorite role was, the likely answer would be “Grandma Syl”. She LOVED her grandchildren and spoiled them to the max. The love was reciprocated and she knew it. Whenever she needed to go anywhere or get anything done she would proudly declare that she could call any of her grandchildren and they would be there for her. Who was the favorite was always a thing among the girls, but Kareem would proudly state “I am the one grandson,” as Grandma Syl fondly called him “my one grandson.” Playing in her hair was a favorite activity for Kanece, Krysta and Kayla, who all complained that “we never got Grandma’s hair.” One of her last Grandma activities was over Thanksgiving when Kayla was home for the break and she told her to come over so she could teach her to make porridge to keep her warm when it gets cold in Atlanta. So, on Saturday November 25, 2018 at 7 a.m. she called Kayla to come over for her porridge lesson before it was time for Kayla to drop her at the seniors’ meeting. 14

Hers was a life well lived and a race well ran. Elaine’s love, compassion and servant’s heart, will forever live on with us. She journeyed well and ended victoriously. Elaine is survived by her children Paul (Jacynth), Ann-Marie, Andrew, Dawn; grandchildren Kanece (Kirby), Kareem (Tavia), Krysta (Jovan), and Kayla. Sleep in heaven Mummy, Syl, Grandma Syl, Millie…till we meet again.

Connections

THE STEWARTS, THE MILLERS, THE VAUGHANS

We cannot remember a time when the three families were not interconnected. Below are some highlights:

ROBBIE AND IVY STEWART

Sis. Esmie (Elaine) Miller (Sis. Syl) gave the Stewart family permission to be her ‘other’ family. In so much that when she decided to get married to Hugh J. Miller, she asked Ivy Stewart (Aunt Ivy) to take over some of the major portions of her wedding. Aunt Ivy baked her wedding cake, made her wedding gown, and allowed the entire bridal party to get dressed at the home of Robbie & Ivy Stewart. After marriage, they lived with Robbie, Ivy, and their sons.

THE VAUGHANS

After a few years of marriage, Hugh Miller and his young family (Esmie, and Paul) moved to live in the cottage located on the property owned and occupied by Thyra (Peggy) and Jennifer Vaughan’s family. Sis. Syl immediately became another mother to Jennifer making sure that there was space in their car should she need a ride to church and, among other things, became Jennifer’s partial hairdresser as a small child. Along with her many duties which included church activities, a full time job, wife, and mother, she insisted that Jennifer went to her cottage every night to have her hair plaited before going to bed. As time went by, a member of the Robbie and Ivy Stewart family (S. Robert Stewart) fell in love with a member of the Vaughan family (Jennifer I. Vaughan) and later came together in marriage. 16

S. ROBERT AND JENNIFER STEWART

Sis. Syl was always present in our lives. When we resided in Jamaica, there were many times that we desperately needed some ‘away’ time, and Sis. Syl and her family were our “other family members” that we could leave Robert and Sherrie with, take a brief break, and our minds be at ease that our children were in ‘good hands’. Then, there was always the bonus that upon picking up our children, their laundry would be done as well. On June 26, 1996, Sis. Syl continued the journey with us as we made one of the most important decisions of our lives, answering the call to Ministry. As challenging as it was, she was there with us. As congregant, she gave us, the utmost respect, love, loyalty, and support. She even took the bold step of being the first employee of Pentecostal Tabernacle Administrative staff (Pastor’s secretary) and remained on the staff of Pentecostal Tabernacle Intl., Miami, FL, until the week she left us. How do we now go forward without her? We have lost a mother, grandmother, employee, and congregant. We have decided how. We will hold dear to her strong ethics and principles of loyalty, kindness, honesty, punctuality, and of keeping peace, and the list goes on and we will live our lives in a manner that will exemplify these qualities. As we go forward, we are confident that Sis. Syl, even though no longer physically with us, will always be cheering us on. Esmie Miller (Sis. Syl) you have made a great difference in our lives. S. Robert and Jennifer Stewart

Friday, January 4, 2019 Viewing 10:00 a.m. Service 11:00 a.m. Pentecostal Tabernacle Intâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;l 18415 NW 7th Ave. Miami, FL 33169 Officiating Ministers Pastor S. Robert Stewart Pastor Winston (Sammy) Stewart

Order OF SERVICE

Processional Instrumental Opening Remarks

Pastor S. Robert Stewart

Praise & Worship Dwayne Stewart & Pentab Praise Team Prayer Congregational Hymn

In The New Jerusalem

Scripture Reading Psalms 121 & 34:1-9

Kanece Trim – Granddaughter

Song Oh What a Sunrise

Corrine (Patsy) Hamilton – Sister

TRIBUTES Pastor Winston Stewart Pentecostal Tabernacle, Wildman Street Pentab Seniors’ Ministry Office Staff Song Each Step I Take

Wallie Sharpe & Ann Richards

FAMILY TRIBUTES Our Sister – Audrey (Dimples) Davis Grandma Mummy Elaine’s Journey

Lady Jennifer Stewart

Pentab Mass Choir

Well Done

Message

Pastor S. Robert Stewart

Prayer for the Family Recessional He’ll Welcome Me

Hope

OUR

In The New Jerusalem

When the toils of life are over, And we lay our armor down, And we bid farewell to earth with all its cares, We shall meet and greet our loved ones, And our Christ we then shall crown, In the new Jerusalem.

When the last goodbye is spoken And the tear stains wiped away, And our eyes shall catch a glimpse of glory fair, Then with bounding hearts we’ll meet Him Who hath washed our sins away, In the new Jerusalem. [Refrain]

Refrain: There’ll be singing, there’ll be shouting When the saints come marching home, In Jerusalem, in Jerusalem, Waving palms with loud hosannas As the King shall take His throne, In the new Jerusalem.

When we join the ransomed army In the summer land above, And the face of our dear Saviour we behold, We will sing and shout forever, And we’ll grow in perfect love, In the new Jerusalem. [Refrain]

Tho’ the way is sometimes lonely, He will hold me with His hand, Thro’ the testings and the trials I must go. But I’ll trust and gladly follow, For sometime I’ll understand, In the new Jerusalem. [Refrain]

Well Done Chorus Well done thou good and faithful servant Enter into my joy forever And rest from all your labor How I want to hear him say Well Done Yes I want to hear him say Well Done When all my labor on earth down here is done I have fought some battles And through Jesus Christ I’ve won I’m going on to please the Lord And now I will get my just reward I see a cloud of witnesses Who’ve gone on before I can’t wait to join them beyond the open door One thing I know he’s coming back

for me And together we’ll shout the victory Chorus Oh oh oh Jesus I want to be ready To hear the trumpet sound I’ve got to be in that number To receive my robe and crown How I want to hear him say Well Done Yes I want to hear him say Well Done Vamp You know I want to be ready, ready! I want to be ready! Hear Him say Well Done I want to be ready!

Journeying WITH SYL

RDA E T S M

Striking A POSE

Grandmaâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s CIRCLE OF LOVE

Grandma

My sweet Grandma, so cute & pretty, gentle & kind… I still find myself asking “mi Grandma really gone leave mi?” The void you’ve left sent me back to precious memories and photographs; from my first birthday party at your home to Sunday morning devotions in the living room (which boggled my mind since we were going to church after, lol), to you surprising Kirby and I bright and EARLY one Saturday morning to decorate the bathrooms of our first home. I was blessed to be your first grandchild, and even more blessed to live with you from June 1985 to the year 1997 when you migrated. I promise to continue to keep in my bag my sewing kit, extra pins & pain killers, and follow your example by adding a couple tea bags and “sweety” too. Most importantly I promise, like you, to stay faithful to Jesus, be a proud ambassador of the Apostolic doctrine, share with others, and always wear a smile. Granny, I can’t recall when I started calling you this but it was my way of letting you know how special you were to me. When Kanece and I became friends 16 years ago you welcomed me into your family with arms wide open. At the time, I only had one living grandparent but you quickly became my second. That’s how you made me feel, like one of your grandchildren. Once we were married you proudly introduced me as your grandson and the beaming smile on your face made me feel so good. There was never a moment I was with you that you weren’t ready to offer me a tasty treat or meal. lol I especially looked forward to stopping by your desk at work, to talk, share and sip some tea. I’ll miss those moments and so many more, but I find comfort in knowing that you are with the Lord. We love you Grandma/Granny & miss you terribly ~ Kirby & Kanece

I remember the only time my grandmother ever beat me; we had a slight disagreement about me needing a shower, so a couple minutes (and a sore bottom) later I was clean, sniffling and doused in that white baby powder every adult felt was necessary for a complete bath. I also remember for the rest of the night, being fed ice cream and Grandma making sure I wasn’t upset and I had everything I needed or wanted. Even after entering the workforce, paying my own bills and having my own home, Grandma always checked to see if I needed anything, insisting that I take home some type of cooked food, grocery or product that she would buy from T.V. If I didn’t know anything else about Grandma, I know she loved us grandkids, loved our spouses as her own grandkids, showed us how to care for others, bless others with what we have and be concerned with the welfare of those around us. Love you Grandma Syl; see you in Heaven! Your “ONE” Grandson. Kareem & Tavia My Beautiful Grandma Syl, There are many things in life I am thankful for, but I am extremely grateful to have been your granddaughter. I am thankful for the little moments we shared, which have now turned into my biggest memories. The Saturday morning breakfast, our talks in the car after picking you up from work, and my favorite, playing in your hair. They all seem so simple, but those were our little moments. I will miss you more than you can imagine, but I find comfort in knowing that you knew without a doubt that you were loved. You would often express how proud you were of me, but I want you to know that I’m the one who is proud. I count it a blessing to have had you as a grandmother. Thank you for showing me what it means to be a classy, selfless, God-fearing woman. You left this world and made an imprint on the lives you came in contact with, and I can only aspire to be at least half the woman that you were. I am fortunate to have had 24 years with you. Jovan is grateful for the warmth and kindness you showed him and for how you welcomed him as a grandson. We carry your spirit with us; your legacy will live on in our lives, our marriage, and our future family. We will love you forever, Krysta & Jovan (Tobi) For as long as I can remember I’ve always said my grandma is my favorite person in the whole world. I remember when I turned 16, I even asked my mom if I could go live with her (that just shows how obsessed I am). She’s sweet and kind with just the perfect dosage of feisty, (exactly what I aspire to be) and let’s not forget breathtakingly beautiful. She is a hardworking, dedicated, amazing woman; for any of us to know her is nothing short of a privilege. I’ll love you forever my dearest Grandma Syl ❤ Kayla

Flashback TO MUTUAL LIFE

RETIREMENT? HA! HA! HA! ELAINE SAID, “NEVER!”

Footprints

IN THE SAND OF TIME

My Aunty Syl is the only grandmother I know. My grandmother died when I was six months in my mother’s womb. I’m forever grateful for her hand in my mother’s upbringing and I totally understand the bond between them as a result. She has been a constant presence in my life and hers. Aunty Syl has always been a warm, caring and gentle person and I have always felt warmth and safety with her. In this life when you have had access to people like that, you are truly blessed. Wendy Davis-Loftin, niece Auntie Elaine, was a beautiful Christian woman whose life was dedicated to the kingdom of God. Although today she is sadly missed, she has safely arrived at her eternal home in preparation for her glorious rewards. Rest in the Saviour’s arms dear sweet and precious Auntie Elaine. R.I.P. ~ Winston Carnegie, nephew Sis. Syl and my late Uncle were my first guardians when I migrated from Manchester to Kingston to attend High School, in September 1958. I can recall her warm hospitality, care and cordiality as she extended herself to ensure my comfort and social well-being. She was instrumental in helping me to be focused and maintain my walk with the Lord. She took great interest in my development to the point where it was Sis Syl who found me my first job at R. Hanna & Sons, where she had both connections and influence. There is no doubt in my mind that this was pivotal in helping me to become the person I am today. Sleep on Sis Syl, your labour is not in vain, you have touched so many lives through your kind deeds and example. Your legacy will never be forgotten. Freddy, nephew Tribute to Birdie After we had lost you Birdie, we learned that life can be taken, in the blink of an eye. But heaven really knows that for us it was too early for you to say goodbye.

Dudley Gayle, cousin

I remember you as a woman of prayer. Sunday morning prayer was not negotiable. You were the doting, caring mother, mother-in-law and grandmother, always concerned about the welfare of your family. Immediately after the birth of my first child you had us to your home so that you could care for us in the festive season. You were the classic baker, cook and homemaker who worked assiduously and ardently. There were many late nights and those when you would come rushing in after driving like crazy so that you could catch “The Young...…” or some favourite show - only to fall asleep in the middle of it. You transported us to church, choir practices, school, work, and grocery shopping. You spoke what was in your heart. There are over 43 years of precious memories. She was a dear sister and friend for over 28 years. I remember her beautiful smile that would light up a room, her warmth and tender touch, her kindness, always giving to others. I still remember her hug that she gave me in September of this year. She was a lovely Christian lady who loved all who she came in contact with. She will be greatly missed by many. Words, time and space would not allow us to recount the many treasured memories we have because we’ve been blessed to know her and to be with her. Lebert & Ann Drysdale, in-laws It is with much regret that Marleisse and I are unable to be with our family at Aunt Syl’s homegoing. Please know that we love her, will miss her sweet smile and her laugh that reminded me so much of Grandma. We love you family and will be thinking of you on this day; please imagine our arms around you. Miss you Auntie. Love ~ Dahlia & Marleisse, niece & grandniece We have known Sis. Syl, our Aunt, since our childhood. She was a quiet, loving, caring, friendly and warm-hearted person. We will always remember her smile. She was a Godly person who devoted her time to the work of the Lord. We loved her and will miss her. We will cherish the beautiful memories of her. Rest in Peace Sis. Syl! ~ Doreen, Shirlene and Jackie Donaldson, nieces

Her

IMPRINT

Elaine Miller was our sister in the Lord, and a precious friend of our family. In the pursuit of her life, she consistently sought to love and serve Jesus Christ supremely, while loving and serving family and friends subordinately. This noble life perspective equipped her to share appropriately in respect of all horizontal relationships. Having lived this way, she has left us a lasting legacy which will inspire us for the rest of our days. Pastor W. Sammy & Valerie Stewart

Aunt Syl, thank you for playing such a great part in our Christian Journey. We can never forget the many days we were blessed to be part of your leadership in building the church in Bog Walk. You exemplified good Christian values to us. You ran well and you will always remain in our hearts until we meet together with Jesus. George & Monica McKenzie

I started working at Mutual Life when I was 24 years old. During my first week of work I met Elaine Miller, this amazing Christian woman who became my second mother. Lunch hour service at Wildman Street church became a staple. She would say I will drive and you all can eat. She was my constant prayer source with her daughter, my sister, Ann-Marie. When my mother and later my son-in-law passed away, Mille and AnnMarie were my towers of strength. Millie spent her last Thanksgiving with me and my family and as only Millie would, she brought me a gift of green kitchen accessories for my kitchen. Millie remembered my favorite color. I will always keep her love and compassion dear to my heart! Rest on my Mother ~ Verna McCarthy ESMIEâ&#x20AC;Ś. Elegance personified; Saintly in character; Meek-spirited; Intentional in worship and Earnestly contending for the faith.

Lady Miller, thanks for sharing these attributes of yours with me. Yes, I was your personal chauffer and it was a pleasure to serve you. Our daily road trips in the evenings from work will not be a faded memoryâ&#x20AC;ŚYou will always remain close to my heart. Love Yola.

Although Grandma Syl was not my biological grandmother, she was that and more to me. I adopted Ann-Marie’s family 26 years ago and Grandma Syl welcomed me into the fold with open and loving arms. She was such a loving, wonderful mother and grandmother and allowing me to be a part of her family is just the thing she would do. Whenever Grandma Syl saw me she would greet me with a smile, a hug and a kind word as if I were her daughter indeed. I will always remember her as a gentle soul who epitomized what a godly woman should be. I was blessed to have her in my life and her passing has left a hole in my heart that can never be replaced. Andrea Webley Sis Syl, your friendship was profound. As we drove home together, we discussed the Word of God, affirming our hope and peculiarities. I will miss you my Queen; you ran the race with purpose and grace. See you on the other side ~ Sis. Ivy Armstrong

I’ve known Sister Miller all my life. On a trip to Jamaica, a lady she worked with years ago saw us in the airport and thought I was one of her daughters. And that’s how she’d always made me feel. She had the rare trait of always caring for others, even more than herself. She was compassionate and thoughtful. I will truly miss her ~ Emily

Ms. Miller, who I affectionately called “Auntie,” you will be missed dearly. I will still hear your voice when you would call to check up on me or call to stop by to fix something. No one expects a loved one to pass so unexpectedly and you will surely be missed. You were one of the sweetest and kindest persons I’ve ever met. Sleep well Ms. Miller, love always ~ Deron

Missing you my Syl (Silly), It’s been a long run, we will miss your beautiful soft smile. RIP Sis. Syl ~ Basil & Monica McCalla

I met Sis Miller in 1966 in Montego Bay, I was 14 years old. She was on one of her frequent family visits to see her close friends Bishop A.T. and Molly Palmer. This started the beginning of over fifty years of friendship. Sis. Miller always made you feel welcome. I visited Kingston on a regular basis and would stay with her family in Ensom City, Spanish Town. Over time I was given a key to their home, such was the bond we shared. I was treated as part of the family and Millie, as her Mutual Life peers called her, would introduce me as her son who lived in Montego Bay. I became very close to her children and thank God we still remain friends. I recall the times I would visit Sis Miller when she worked at Mutual Life in Kingston. She always inquired about my family, offered me crackers and tea, and we would talk for a while; she even secured sales for my business. She was a caring individual. When I told her I was getting married she was happy and welcomed Adriene into her family. She even assisted with our wedding plans. She was vivacious and full of life but not the type that went in the pulpit to preach and make a lot of noise. In her own quiet way she ministered by helping those in need. How can I forget her charming smile and the way she would make you feel? As though you were the most important person around because she gave you her full attention. She was a role model to the young and elderly ladies, a very easy going, Godly woman. Weâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;re going to miss Millie, but I am happy she lived a good life. When we asunder part it gives us inward pain, but we shall still be joined in heart and hope to meet again. Pastor Frank & Adriene Kellier

Mother Esmie Elaine Miller has walked and lived in her mantle as a mother, friend, sister, grandmother and servant. The privilege of knowing and working in the ministry of hospitality as well as the ministry of member care with this gentle, yet selfless soul has left an indelible mark on not only myself but on a multitude of lives. Her embodiment of the Spirit of Christ is indicative of her spirit of serving and caring. She will be sorely missed! I am reminded, that she is not dead, because God giveth His beloved sleep! Therefore, why then weep? Why then a breaking heart or drooping head? God has given her sweet rest. Sleep on my Beloved! ~ Janet Holness

It was in 1975 my life was blessed by this quiet, caring soul, who my late husband fondly called Momsie. She left an indelible mark on me as a young person coming to the church. Caring and sharing is one of the main characteristics of Momsie/Sis. Syl. Lots to say Momsie but time and space will not allow. You were truly loved and you are truly missed. I won’t have to tell you to RIP, I know you are. We will see you someday ~ Yvonne Shirley

Mrs. Miller, or affectionately called Sister Miller by our Aunt Ms. Alma Chambers (Aunt Pearl), was an awesome ‘Woman of God’. This title was not held lightly by the mother of four as she mastered a household with her former husband Elder Miller. The fruit of the Spirit (Galatians 5:22), love, joy, peace, longsuffering, gentleness, goodness, and faith were always evident in Sister Miller’s life as she nurtured her own children and other ‘adopted’ charges. In the Wildman Street congregation in Kingston, Jamaica, Sister Miller was a vibrant participant in many areas of ministry. Michael Chambers was the recipient of her kindness when she secured a summer job for him at Mutual Life of Jamaica by way of her employer, Mr. Palmer. In the early seventies a close knit family developed among the Ensom City, St. Catherine community and Sister Miller stood out from the many mother figures we would come to adore. An iconic smile would always greet us (Michael, Neil, or Judith) when we had occasion to visit the Miller household, and sometimes to hitch a ride into Kingston for school attendance. The years 1971 -1977 in the Ensom City community flourished with the close friendship of our surrogate Mothers (Aunt Pearl), Mrs. Denny, Mrs. Mudahay, and Mrs. Miller. This group of friends was tantamount in our growth as young adults. Later, with our emigration to the USA for academic purposes and re-joining our nuclear family we kept in close contact by visits and other means to the homeland. Sister Miller’s emigration to Miami, Florida in the nineties to join her family resulted in a smooth transition with church and family responsibilities until her untimely passing recently. Sister Miller you surely earned that title – an awesome ‘Woman of God’, and you will be missed. May your soul R.I.P. ~ The Chambers Family I have known my dearest friend Sister Elaine Miller for the past 60 years as a testament of a true Pentecostal Christian. At an early age, Sister Elaine was one of 47 that was baptized on Barnett Beach in Kingston, Jamaica. She has been an example of a faithful child of God ever since that glorious day. Farewell for now my precious Sister until we meet again on that beautiful shore in the sweet by and by. Bro. Roy Lindo

Sister Syl

WELL DONE

PENTAB SALUTES YOU

It has been said, that “Wherever a beautiful soul has been, there is a trail of beautiful memories.” Esmie (Elaine) Miller, Sister Syl, as I have affectionately called her for more than sixty years, has left us more than a trail of beautiful memories, she left us a template for Christian Discipleship. She was a “Living Epistle.” Pentecostal Tabernacle has declared the year 2019 a Year of Discipleship not knowing that one of our first assignments of the year would be a service to celebrate the life of one of our truest disciples. She was a faithful member of Pentecostal Tabernacle for twenty two years and our first and faithful employee of the church’s administrative staff. It has been a great struggle, which has taken days, for me to write these few paragraphs. Words cannot be found that will do justice to the service and sacrifice of this chosen disciple and cornerstone of any success that the Lord Jesus has allowed this ministry to achieve. Someone who nurtured my wife and I as children, graciously and consistently notarized me as a leader. What a Disciple! What a Testimony! God gave Sis. Syl five talents. Caring, Compassion, Courage, Commitment, and Consistency. She never buried one. For two generations she displayed them all to her parents, her siblings, her husband, her children, her grandchildren, her friends, her fellow employees, and the entire family of God making us all better men and women. To summarize her life we have no other option than to borrow the words of Jesus Christ and say: “WELL DONE! Thou Good and Faithful Servant!” Pastor S. Robert Stewart & The Pentab Family Pentecostal Tabernacle Int. Inc. Miami Gardens, FL. 36

Syl

GRANDMA

OUR HERO

Annette Taylor-Spence We waited seven long days for this to end Waiting and hoping our hearts to mend There was a reality none wanted to face That after 84 years you were no longer in the race So we waited… daily asking “Is this a dream?” “Let it be so” our broken hearts scream Yet here we are today, in our office a void A glaring fact we can no longer avoid For twenty years you faithfully served Loyalty your hallmark for all who observed Determined always to give of your best Beyond duty’s call, facing every test Your health was challenged – five years ago a scare But you bounced right back and continued to share… Your life… your love… your incredible calm Your presence among us was a soothing balm Some may question our grief saying you were old But they don’t know to us you were pure gold Soft and malleable… yet standing firm on God’s Word Corrosion resistant… never corrupted by this world An excellent conductor… a transporter of God’s glory This is but a small part of Grandma Syl’s story Phenomenal you were… a soldier who died at your post We watched and learnt as you served Jesus from coast to coast There was no time for goodbye when you were called away But we are comforted you are with Jesus – forever to stay

The staff of Pentecostal Tabernacle honors the memory of our beloved office Grandma. Her loyalty and dedication are an example to us. 37

Siblings

THE CIRCLE OF

IS BROKEN

Although we’re sad without you and wish that you were here – Within our hearts your lovely smile still shines bright and clear. We treasure all those moments of growing up with you – The secrets we would always share the childish things we’d do. And as the years passed quickly by we grew closer still – We miss you, dearest Sister and we always will. Author unknown

…UNTIL WE MEET AGAIN

Rise I’LL

AGAIN!

“No grave, can hold my body down… When the trump of the Lord shall sound, and the dead in Christ shall rise, no grave can hold my body down.” Behold, I shew you a mystery; We shall not all sleep, but we shall all be changed, In a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trump: for the trumpet shall sound, and the dead shall be raised incorruptible, and we shall be changed. I Corinthians 15:51-52

Professional Services

Interment

Royal Funeral Service Inc. 17475 NW 27th Avenue Miami Gardens, FL 33056 305-625-6818

Hollywood Memorial Gardens North 3001 N 72nd Avenue Hollywood, FL 33024

Pallbearers Albert Gayle Andrew Miller Kareem Miller Conrad Hamilton Ainsworth Clarke Kirby Trim

Concept Design & Editing

Brother Son Grandson Nephew Son Grandson

Printing

Pentecostal Tabernacle International, Inc. www.PenTab.org 305-651-9696

Annette Taylor-Spence Love CareFronting 954-439-5615

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Blessed ASSURANCE

Each step I take my Saviour goes before me, And with His loving hand He leads the way, And with each breath I whisper “I adore Thee;” Oh, what joy to walk with Him each day. Chorus Each step I take I know that He will guide me; To higher ground He ever leads me on. Until some day the last step will be taken. Each step I take just leads me closer home. At times I feel my faith begin to waver, When up ahead I see a chasm wide. It’s then I turn and look up to my Saviour, I am strong when He is by my side. I trust in God, no matter come what may, For life eternal is in His hand, He holds the key that opens up the way, That will lead me to the promised land. Elaine’s favorite hymn, which she sang often as she encouraged herself in the Lord. It tells how she lived – trusting God daily. She had a Blessed Assurance.

Thank YOU

Words are inadequate to express our appreciation for the many ways in which you have demonstrated your love to our loved one, Elaine Miller, during her life and also to us as a family since her passing. Every expression of sympathy has helped to undergird us, has encouraged us, and has reminded us of the beautiful legacy of loving and caring which Elaine has left us with. Please join us for a time of fellowship as we refresh and reflect. The Miller Family

Repast

Pentecostal Tabernacle Banquet Hall 18415 NW 7th Avenue Miami Gardens, FL 33169