Imogene Rosel Morris by Gracious Grafx

Who can find a virtuous woman? For her price is far above rubies. PROVERBS 31:10

HOLINESS BORN AGAIN CHURCH of Jesus Christ, Apostolic 5 Barclay Street, Savanna la Mar Westmoreland, Jamaica WI Saturday November 20, 2021 at 10:00 AM

Officiating Clergy Bishop Dr. Charles C. Mullings

Pastor, United Church IAM, Miami, Florida Bishop Delroy Miller

Pastor, Standfast Apostolic Church, St. Ann JM Bishop Dr. Evan O. Nepaul

President, Holiness Born Again Church

Moderator Elder Logan Morris

Pastor, Solid Rock United Church, Oviedo, Florida USA

Chorale

Pastor Jasett McKenzie

Denise Livermore-Robinson Czerne Reid Gary Stewart Dr. Jacki Edwards Karen M. Mullings Loi Perry Marveen Barnes Nicholas Russell Paul Alberts Recardo Campbell Rehanna Reid Sharon Barnes Stephanie Morris Tanique Lewis-Myrie

Elder James O’Neal Bryant

Musicians

Bishop Joseph Williams

Pastor, Holiness Born Again Church, Little London JM Bishop Keith Morris

Vice President, Holiness Born Again Church Bishop Norman Nunes

Pastor, Holiness Born Again Church, Bellefield JM Elder Grady Whyte

New York, USA

Liberty Hall, Holiness Born Again Church, Clarendon JM Holiness Born Again Church, Lucea JM Elder Ransford Stewart

Holiness Born Again Church, Wilshire JM Elder Winston D. Chambers

Pastor, Holiness Born Again Church, Westgreen JM

Dennis Rushton – Pianist Chad Cato – Keyboardist Phyl Haughton – Guitarist Jason Dennis – Saxophonist Mickail Barton – Drummer Tajae Dixon – Bassist

Programme Praise & Worship Chorale Opening Sentences (Procession) Bishop Dr. Evan Nepaul President, Holiness Born Again Church Opening Song (We Shall Behold Him) Chorale Invocation Bishop Joseph Williams Pastor, Holiness Born Again Church, Little London JM Welcome & Opening Remarks Moderator Elder Logan Morris Congregational Hymn (Great is thy faithfulness) Verse 1 Great is thy faithfulness, O God my Father.* There is no shadow of turning with thee. Thou changest not, thy compassions, they fail not. As thou hast been thou forever wilt be. Refrain: Great is thy faithfulness! Great is thy faithfulness! Morning by morning new mercies I see. All I have needed thy hand hath provided. Great is thy faithfulness, Lord, unto me!

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Verse 2 Summer and winter, and springtime and harvest, sun, moon, and stars in their courses above, join with all nature in manifold witness to thy great faithfulness, mercy, and love. [Refrain] Verse 3 Pardon for sin and a peace that endureth, thine own dear presence to cheer and to guide, strength for today and bright hope for tomorrow; blessings all mine, with ten thousand beside! [Refrain]

Acknowledgements Read by Dr. Marveen & Sharon Barnes Musical Selection (His Eye Is on the Sparrow) Loi Perry and Stephanie Morris Scripture Reading Quacy and Zahn Morris (Grandsons) Proverbs 31:9-31 Musical Selection (If You Could See Me Now) Stephanie Morris Scripture Reading Josh Morris (Grandson) 1 Corinthians 15:50-58 Musical selection (Total Praise) Chorale Tributes Holiness Born Again Church Evangelist Sandra Cato (Organisation Secretary) Elder Grady Whyte New York, USA Musical selection (When I See Jesus) Pastor Jacqueline Zeigler Greater Faith Outreach Centre, Tampa, Fl. Tributes Janet Simpson-Allen Florida, USA Mother Inez Murray Massachusetts, USA (Read by Dr. Jacki Edwards)

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Musical Selection (Master The Tempest Is Raging) Diaspora Tributes Bishop Leslie J. Barnes First United Apostolic, Brooklyn, NY Bishop J.P. Miller Beulah Temple Apostolic , Valdosta Georgia Bishop Kenroy Morris Apostolic Ark Ministries, Ontario, Canada Musical Selection (I Can Only Imagine) Kadidia Edwards Offertory Prayer Elder Winston Chambers Pastor, Holiness Born Again Church, Westgreen JM Offertory Hymn (Uncloudy Day) Chorale Eulogy Prepared and Read by Bishop Dr. Charles C. Mullings Pastor, United Church IAM, Miami, Florida Musical Selection (The battle Is Not Yours) Led by Denise Livermore-Robinson Tributes Bobbeth Morris (Niece) Bishop Delroy Miller (Son-in-law)

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Musical Tribute Dancing In The Sky (Grandchildren) Tribute Children Musical Selection (I’lll See You Again) Chorale Homily Bishop Dr. Evan Nepaul President, Holiness Born Again Church Musical Selection (Peace Speaker) Chorale Prayer For The Family Pastor Jasett McKenzie Liberty Hall, Holiness Born Again Church Clarendon, JM Closing Remarks Moderator Recessional (I’ll Fly Away) Led by Gary Stewart and Denise Livermore

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estled in the southwest foothills of Jamaica, suffused by the Caribbean Sea, is a small fishing village called Culloden; now made famous by the Sandals Whitehouse, a five-star hotel. Before this notoriety, Culloden gave birth to its rising star. The union of Conrad and Isabel Smith produced seven (7) children. Note, seven is the number of God, and that seventh child was named Imogene. Imogene had her early education at New Hope All-Age School. She studied and passed the First – Second - and Third Year Exams administered by the Ministry of Education, Jamaica. She passed the Third Year Exam twice, a fact her contemporaries authenticated. After her success in those exams, she became a Pupil Teacher at the New Hope school. Imogene showed a mental acuity par excellence from an early age; the young girl was brilliant. She was a very helpful person in the community, where she prepared students for those same exams in which she was so successful.

Imogene and her family were considered noble in the village and were members of the society church - Moravian. A new gospel came to Culloden, Whitehouse, which got much ridicule from the community because the members were tongue-talking, holy-rolling and baptizing in Jesus Name believers. When in session, people would gather outside the church to mock and jeer the activities going on inside. Imogene was in the crowd outside the service one night, and as the preacher was preaching, the Holy Ghost entered her and she was slain in the Spirit. Her lifelong friend, Bishop Leslie Josiah Barnes, was in attendance that night and he didn’t know how Imogene got to the altar. When he saw her there, she was writhing under the power of the Holy Ghost. Having received the gift of the Holy Spirit, she was subsequently baptized in the name of Jesus Christ. Sister Imogene’s conversion did not meet her mother’s approval because of the low esteem in which the Oneness Apostolic church was held. 8

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Sis. Imo, as she was affectionately addressed, was still Culloden’s shining star; her kindness and sharing spirit were quite pervasive. She had a very close relationship with the Lewis, Barnes and Mullings families to the very end of her life. She had a collaborative relationship with everyone in Culloden. Sister Imo left Culloden to reside in Savanna-la-Mar while attending Launceston Commercial Institute in that township. She then became a member of the same ministry, at 5 Barclay Street, under the leadership of Bishop John Santimore Watson and Evangelist Joyce Watson. Under that ministry, Sister Imo developed into one of the most effective witnesses for the Lord Jesus Christ. After her training in commercial school, where she specialized in shorthand and typing, Sister Imo was employed by the late Rev. Enoch Blythe in his insurance and real estate company. A usual trait of Sister Imo is excellence in her endeavours, and at Blythe, she achieved that distinction in work ethos. While in Savanna-lar-Mar, Sister Imo met the man of her dreams – Wilbert Alexander Morris, and on November 7, 1962, they were happily joined together in holy matrimony. Together they raised six children. Sister Imo, while raising these children, utilized her God-given talents in various ways. The early years of marriage were unrefined; first, they had one bicycle, which was their main mode of transportation. After that, they bought a Honda motorcycle transporting husband and wife and the couple’s first child. As Evangelist Morris puts it, the bike carried up to 4 of them around town. She said they had the Lord on their side and the ambition to move forward. At a reception held to honour her for achievements in the church, she responded to the salutations in this manner: Greetings in the Holy and Exalted name of Jesus Christ. In March 1955, I accepted the call of Christ on my life at Culloden Apostolic Church. In 1957, I was welcomed and received in the Savanna-la-Mar church by Bishop John Santimore and Evangelist Joyce Evet Watson and the saints. After receiving the right hand of fellowship, I became a choir member and Sunday School Teacher. Bishop Watson, who was then Overseer Watson, discovered that I had professional certification in Pitman’s Shorthand and Bookkeeping from the Institute of Bookkeepers (having attended the Launceston Commercial School.) Bishop thought it fit that I serve as Secretary. I served dutifully in that capacity for fourteen (14) years. In 1974, I was appointed General Secretary for the newly reconstructed organization, Born Again Church of Jesus Christ, Apostolic. EVANGELIST IMOGENE MORRIS

As Organization Secretary, I became extensively involved in the local assembly. Also, I extended my service to International Missions as I would often travel with the then leader Bishop Watson, Evangelist Watson, and other members of the team, Bishop R. S. Morris, Bishop Z. Nepaul, and Bishop H. Dixon. One outstanding accomplishment during my tenure is the organization’s registration, which came through in 1981 and necessitated several trips to Kingston by Bishop Nepaul and myself. I must acknowledge the immeasurable support I received from many of the saints along the way: • The many leaders who served during the years, who offered guidance and counsel as I matured in the role of General Secretary. • My husband, Bishop W. Morris, and my family stood by me in every possible way. • Evangelist Nardine Nunes, who assisted in the late nineties with clerical duties. • The many others who encouraged and upheld me with their prayers. Reflecting on the journey of twenty-five years, I am amazed at how technology has evolved and changed the landscape of the workload in the commercial market. In the early years, projects were much more time-consuming, working with the machinery available – the noisy typewriter, the Gestetner Stensil Machine, and correcting fluid to cover errors. These have now been replaced by personal computers and printers, which allow us to accomplish much more in a shorter period. Travelling for distances to complete a certain task is no longer necessary. Thanks to instant communication via cell phone instead of telegram and now more recently hosting virtual meetings. What an advancement! This voyage has been a journey filled with a mixture of challenging and rewarding moments, and I give God the glory, the honour, and the praise for enabling me to serve in kingdom business. God’s richest blessings. Evangelist Imogene Morris General Secretary of the Holiness Born Again Church of Jesus Christ, Apostolic (1974-2003) Together with her husband, Sister Imogene Morris established a most successful Hardware Store in Savanna-la-Mar that is still in operation. Sister Imo served as the Administrator for that business as she did all the bookkeeping and accounting for the store. As a person with high acumen, she displayed great knowledge of the Hardware business and was instrumental in its growth and success. Bishop Wilbert Morris was asked to oversee the church in Lucea, in Hanover. With his wife and children, they soon established a homestead in that town, where they lived until their untimely passing. During the 30 years; Sister Morris played musical instruments, directed the church choir, became a Nouthetic Counsellor and a confidante to the saints in Lucea, Hanover. Her children are all successful in their professions. Donette

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became a medical doctor, worked at the Lucea Hospital and founded a private medical practice in the town. All the other children are professionals with degrees or advanced certificates in their various fields. Evangelist Morris still found time for the passions of her life. Her number one interest was every aspect of church work, but she was also an avid gardener, especially skilled in growing orchids. As an exemplary seamstress, she sewed clothes for herself and her children and made draperies for homes and churches. She also started a sewing group in Savanna-la-Mar. Really, like the Dorcas of Bible fame, Evangelist Imogene Morris was our modern-day Dorcas. When we examine the totality of Evangelist Imogene Smith-Morris’ life, we see a renaissance woman who excelled at every task she assumed and achieved excellence in every project she pursued. Sister Morris epitomized the sayings of Proverbs 31:10 “Who can find a virtuous woman? for her price is far above rubies.” She has blazed a trail that few women can follow. The star of Culloden has fallen, but she will forever be in our hearts. The people of this seaside community are grateful to our Lord Jesus Christ for allowing ‘Sister Imo’ to have graced their shores. On October 25, 2021, while visiting the Bay West Hospital in St. James, for what was to be a simple procedure, Sister Morris quietly went home to be with the Lord. Her family was in shock because this was unexpected. Family members were expecting her to be home the next day only to be informed of her sudden death. Evangelist Morris leaves to cherish her accomplishments and her renowned memories: Children: Rudyard Kipling, Arlene Lolita, Leonie Pamela, Dwight Edward, Robert Lenworth, and Donette Kaye. Grandchildren: Christopher, Troy, Pearline, Marcia, Rhodene, Antoinette, Daniel, Dana, Deborah, Phillip, Rosh, Serena, Leasha, Josh, Quacy, Zahn, Erin, Hannah, James Jr., and Jacob. Sons-in-law: Daniel, Delroy, and James. Daughters-in-law: Coleen, Dorett, and Julan. Life-long friends: Bishop Leslie J. Barnes and Evangelist Hyacinth Quest, her beloved Church Family and a host of other relatives and friends. “Your work on earth is but complete Your eternal abode in heaven awaits Your jewelled crown bedecked with stars Are shining ready for your beautiful head Sleep well throughout the night, Sis. Imo We will see you in the morning.”

“Weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning.” EVANGELIST IMOGENE MORRIS

To My Darling Mother “Mamma” FOR ME ALWAYS & FOREVER

With tears in my eyes, I am trying to pen these words. Mamma was a steadfast Christian and she raised me within those principles. For ten years, she single-handedly raised me. She made sure I got the best available schooling and at the same time instilled in me the virtues of hard work, honesty, decency, humility and respect for others. On the very day of her passing, she reminded me that I should never deviate from that course. Little did I know then that her course was about to end. While attending high school at Mannings, all my uniform shirts and physical education (P.E.) shorts were custom-made by her. She was a dressmaker par excellence! Mamma was mother to all my classmates as they knew each other on a personal level. I was the envy of my classmates because of my custom-built uniform shirts and P.E. shorts. Those custommade uniforms and shirts always looked a cut above the ready-made ones. Mamma was a natural teacher and previously held evening classes in Bookkeeping, Shorthand, Typing, Accounting and Sewing. My queen, “Mamma”, was the best cook and everything tasted delicious. She was meticulous in all her doings! My mamma, Mrs Imogene Morris (nee Smith), was old school. I admired and marvelled at the skill and proficiency with which she operated a typewriter. She would take notes of meetings in shorthand and later made them into words on her typewriter. I remember watching her head moving quickly from side to side, bobbling up and down while her fingers ticked tirelessly like a clock’s second hand while typing. Mamma’s house was adorned with certificates of scholastic achievements in 1st, 2nd and 3rd year Jamaica Local Exams. To be awarded a certificate, all the subjects had to be passed in one sitting. Short-hand and Typing were graded by words per minute. She, of course, had those certificates too. My mamma was the financial advisor, overseer, caretaker, banking and investment expert for her siblings. Everything went through her hands. Such was the measure of this “superwoman”! Mamma, rest in peace until we meet again. Rudyard Kipling… (As you named me) Ruddy!

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An Angel Lived Among Us (Author Unknown) An angel lived among us, A gift from God above. She showered us with kindness And shared with us her love. She cherished every moment With the family who was her life; Walking hand in hand together, Facing life with all its strife. She loved her children dearly, Each one a different way, Nestled close within her heart. Though, now, she’s far away. She’s gone to live with Jesus. But, she’s here with us, today, Smiling down on every one of us, And telling us she’s O.K. Arlene Morris-Dawes

Mummy The Phenomenal Woman Fond Memories by Leonie Morris-Miller (Daughter) “A phenomenal woman is never limited by a phenomenon.”

Maya Angelou could have very well had Mummy in mind when she penned her famous poem, “Phenomenal Woman,” because that is exactly who Mummy was. The truth is, however, Mummy’s phenomenal nature transcended that described by Maya Angelou. Spiritual, ambitious, educated, and creative are just a few of the attributes that characterized this visionary that I called Mummy. In my estimation, she was a special angel sent to earth, a phenomenal woman who impacted everyone she met with her beautiful, radiant, sunshine smile and bubbly personality. My mother was truly an extraordinary woman; there was no one quite like her. She gave life to the adage that behind every successful man is a woman, with one small exception; Mummy was not behind Daddy but rather beside him. She stood resiliently by his side, unwavering throughout the years; the wind beneath his wings. My fond memories of Mummy are innumerable. She was my friend and we shared a very special bond. I endearingly referred to her as ‘Mumzerella’ and she, in turn, called me ‘Pamela Pumpkin’. I can quite vividly

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recall my first trip abroad with Mummy in a matching outfit. She had a soft spot for me while I was growing up, as she thought I was gentle and could not fend for myself. I recall being at the airport when I was leaving to study in Scotland, and hearing her muttering “poor Leonie, poor Leonie”. You can only imagine how relieved she was when she later visited me in the UK and discovered that “poor Leonie” was doing quite well and very capable of holding her own. Her worry may have been warranted to some extent, however, because the truth is I didn’t know what applying for a passport entailed, or what was involved in making an application to nursing school. In fact, even the art of writing my resume was mastered much later in life as my super Mummy was accustomed to doing it all. My fond recollections of Mummy include incidents that spoke of her undaunted commitment to her children. She would drive my brother Eddie and me up in the hills of Malvern, to Munro College, then down again hitting the steep terrain of Spur Tree to Bishop Gibson High in Mandeville. She made these trips numerous times, often returning alone, over a seven-year period. Certainly, it was within her means to acquire a driver, but, she did not. Her tireless devotion to our academic pursuits was an act of love. She did this, and so much more for us, purely for the love and not for the like. I can recall only too clearly the many sleepless nights Mum spent sewing for us or rectifying an outfit that another dressmaker had made that didn’t quite meet her approved standard. Every stitch in the school uniforms, church dresses, or the extra special outfit for weddings and graduations spoke volumes about her boundless love for her family. It would be remiss of me to close without mentioning those educational trips. We never missed one! In those days, trips would leave at 4 a.m. or 5 a.m., and true to form, Mumzerella would have us on the school compound on time, and she never failed to pick up other children she saw walking on the route. Mummy loved young people and our friends were her children too. An ardent believer in education, she would encourage young people to go to college or university to further their education and thereby improve the quality of their lives. Mum’s entire life was devoted to the cause of God. She was the epitome of a real-life Proverbs 31 woman. A virtuous woman priced far above rubies Dedicated to her husband and children Today, we rise up and call her blessed. Memories of Mummy have been indelibly etched in my memory. All the values she instilled in me, the good morals, the words of wisdom, and my firm faith in God will never depart. Mumzerella, I will forever cherish you in my heart. You were an amazing, remarkable, and unforgettable phenomenal woman. “Blessed are the dead that die in the Lord.”

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My Earth Angel…....

I think the hardest part of losing my mother, isn’t having to say goodbye, but rather learning to live without her. That inability to fill the void, the emptiness left inside. Her loss can never be replaced, but her love can never be lost. I don’t grieve just for the moment she passed, I also grieve the past and the future, because she was more than just a moment in time. And although I no longer hear her voice, see her dimpled smile anymore, get to listen to her play the piano, or get treated to one of her ‘comedy reruns, I will still talk to her in silence and hope she wipes away my tears, and say…….. “It’s okay mi son, it is well with my soul”. Death changes everything, time changes nothing….. I still miss the sound of her voice, the wisdom in her advice, the stories of her life and just being in her presence. So No!……., time changes nothing, I miss her as much today as I did the day she left us. I JUST MISS HER! May her soul rest in eternal peace. Robert (Son)

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Endless Memories I never got to say goodbye I felt it to my core. I didn’t think it was the last time I would wheel you through the door. Though I made it clear to you, how much you meant to me, you transitioned so abruptly into eternity. Daddy went ahead of you as if to clear the way. You followed him in such a rush, you just could not stay. The tears just keep on flowing as I try to carry on. For you, the battle’s over and the victory has been won. The endless memories that I hold are all so precious and dear. The way you loved all of us and gave us the best care. My life will never be the same there is a void so deep. I try to laugh at jokes we shared it causes me to weep. Sleep on mommy and take your rest. I pray that time will heal. All the pain and brokenness that I now feel. Your little “Bumbucita”, Donette.

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Tribute to Grandma hands on the steering you’re an old lady for real’. Only to see her place her foot on the gas pedal, let go one of her hands and like flash we went through the Canefield, dodging every pothole until we reach Savanna-la-Mar and met upon traffic. I turn to her and said ‘no sah’ she then looked over at me and said you ‘who you think to teach Arlene fi drive’ and we began to laugh. My grandma was simply the BEST.

Grandma, Gma (when we thought we were hip), Grandma Morris and when I got older and wanted to prove that I’m all grown up I’d call her my Imo. There are many words I could find to describe this special lady but I’m going to stick to a word as simple as BEST. My grandma was simply the BEST. I have so many memories I can recall of this special lady an entire book would have to be written. For me, that would be difficult as she was my lexicon. If you knew her you’d know not to fumble with the English language because you wouldn’t hear the end of it. Since starting university I’d call her every week to help with my English assignments because there was no greater English teacher than her. She was simply the BEST. She was a joker, where do you think we all got our sense of humour. She would make jokes about everything whether small or big. Her smile would radiate and her charming laugh chime in. She would tell stories of her younger days and trust me you better be prepared to laugh until your “belly bottom” cramps. My grandma was simply the BEST.

She taught us life skills, from things as simple as ‘don’t come downstairs for breakfast until your bed is spread, teeth are brushed and face is washed’. To things as complex as sewing, forgiveness and the word of God. I wanted to be just like my grandma, she was and forever will be my favourite person and I’m convinced I was hers (the others may try to say otherwise). My grandma was simply the BEST. If we speak on the act of love, her character could not be left out. She loved every soul she interacted with and she was never afraid to show it. She’d greet people with a ‘come ya mi pickney’ a warm hug and a big smile. She’d progress to talk endlessly and pulling for their family history. After they’ve left I’d turn to her and say ‘who is that now’. She’d burst out laughing and say ‘I don’t remember inuh but all a unno a me pickney’. She was SIMPLY THE BEST. I could go on and on about her and how much she meant to all of us but I’ll stop here for now. I pray that wherever she goes they know they’ve won an angel because my grandma had a heart as pure as Gold. Grandma, we wanted you to stay forever but God called you home.

We cry today because we’ve lost the BEST but we rejoice because the kingdom of God called you to rest. I recall spending EVERY holiday with her. This one, I love you, my grandma, you were simply the BEST. in particular, she was bringing us from her home in Lucea to Savanna-la-Mar. She was driving extremely Deborah Dawes slow with two hands on the steering wheel and just cruising as a grandma should. I turned to her and said ‘Grandma you drive slow eeh, look at you with two

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Loving Memory of Grandma She was one special lady and the sudden loss of her is felt deeply by many. For the past couple of years, we watched her overcome her obstacles. She deeply loved us all. She was our rock and our go-to for everything. The love of a grandma is unique. God must have given grandmothers to us to make us rounded and better human beings. She played a big part in my childhood and I can remember many times sitting and having conversations that to this day were just between us two. She taught me a lot about love and the meaning of family. She has never been just ‘my grandmother’, but my guardian, my friend and my inspiration. Still, we can’t believe you are no longer with us. We will miss her deeply, but her spirit and strength live on in each of us and the lives that she touched. She lives on in me and in all those who have been touched by the love, strength, conviction, wisdom, and beauty of her soul. I love you grandma – You truly were a special, special woman! You may have passed on, but your memories would always live on within us. Thank you for your sacrifices, your care and concern, your love and everything that you have done for me. I know you are in a much better place. I will be forever grateful and thankful that you are my ‘grandmother’. Rest in Peace, we love and miss you so much! Until we see each other again. Leesha Harris

A Grandmother To Remember

Grandma was a master teacher, She would tell us stories, Teach me to play the piano which I never mastered. But at times she would encourage me, She would say, “It sounds nice” She loved singing old time songs. And would play the piano and engage us in her singing. Grandma was funny and entertaining. She would give my brother and I pocket money on our visits. She was really a kind grandma. She got stern sometimes when we got noisy or did not listen, She loved having us around. Grandma was taken suddenly. And will be missed. Phillip Miller

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My Grandma, My Name Giver

My Grandma was loved by many. She loved grandpa, her children and grandchildren. I give credit to my grandma, for my unique name Rosh. When my parents were on their way to register me without a confirmed name in London England, it was told to me that grandma called at that instant and told them to name the baby Rosh. As if she knew what my personality was going to be like. The meaning of the name Rosh suits me to the T. When I got older grandma gave me the scripture where my name can be found Genesis 46:21, and a book with the meaning. She loved to inform, she was a true educator. I loved grandma She will be truly missed. Rosh Miller

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We thought of you with love today, But that’s nothing new. We thought about you yesterday, And the days before that too. We think of you in silence, We often speak your name. All we have are memories, And your picture in a frame. Your memory is our keepsake, With which we’ll never part. God has you in his keeping, *Adapted by Quacy, Zahn and Erin

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In Loving Memory With her departure, I lost a mother who didn’t give birth to me but I will cherish the moments we spent together with pleasant memories. It was early in my marriage to her son that she asked, Don’t you think it’s time to call me Mom? This showed how easily she embraced strangers & was willing to share her love. This she did unconditionally. Mom/Imo has been my confidante and friend. I was able to talk freely to her on any subject matter and she was never judgemental, even when situations were not ideal she gave her opinion with great candour. A joker & great storyteller who loved plants especially orchids. She became my travelling companion to flower shows and on these trips, she related stories of her childhood days with great humour. Mom never forgot my birthday, sometimes she was the first to call, always expressing her love. She was truly a virtuous woman who was anchored in God. She has left me the template for being a great Mother-in-law and a beautiful bouquet of memories that I will hold close to my heart. So rest in peace and Thanks for all you have done. Coleen Watson J.P.

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My Aunt Gene It is the opinion of some, that the contribution of great men and women cannot always be measured by their personal achievements. Great men and women are best measured by the lasting transformational differences and contributions they make in the lives of other human beings, which they leave behind, long after they are gone. Aunt Gene was one such person. Today we celebrate her life, work and legacy, fixed as a monument of good and settled securely as a cornerstone in my own life. My Aunt Gene was a true woman of God. She was personable, caring, loving, and had a keen ear for music. She possessed a disarming and infectious smile and she was very results-focused. It would be remiss of me not to tell you that Aunt Gene was very skilful in solving crossword puzzles. She never felt satisfied until she solved every single puzzle that she tackled before going to sleep. She worked hard! She played hard! She demanded much more than my best. Some persons may say she was a perfectionist. This description fits her very well; she had very high standards of personal conduct and performance, both for herself as well as in the demands she made on me as well as others. In a very subtle way, she radiated a degree of goodness, which many people admired, but only a few attained. She modelled for so many of us good characteristics and Godly qualities; she wanted us to display as wholesome young persons. She was a teacher extraordinaire (the best Sunday School teacher I have ever had) and was such an expert at communicating biblical principles and standards. She was very good at explaining abstract concepts as well as sharing her practical life-changing experiences. She was both industrious and skilful. She had excellent penmanship and was great with mathematical calculations and accounting skills. I would watch her as she prepared the GCT returns for the store. It had to be balanced to the last cent; if not, she would diligently search until it was balanced. She also had excellent fashion designing skills and sewed high fashion clothing for her children, grandkids and relatives. Her deportment was always impeccable. I recall as though it was yesterday how she wore fashionable fancy hats, dresses, shoes, handbags and occasionally broaches, all reflective of a true woman of God. This outward adornment, however, paled compared to her ornament of a quiet gentle spirit, meekness and wisdom (James 3:13 Who is wise and understanding among you? Let them show it by their good life, by deeds done in the humility that comes from wisdom (NIV). 1 Peter 3:3-4 and 15). I have known Aunt Gene all my life. She has had a lasting impact on me for good. I recall graduating from Mt.

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Alvernia High School with a grand total of two Caribbean Examination Council (CXC) subjects. Needless to say, my dear mother was most distraught and discouraged. My aunt Gene got wind of my mediocre performance, came to Darliston, spoke with my parents and I was swiftly shipped off to Sav- la- Mar to her house with my few pieces of belongings packed in my “dulcimina grip”. No sooner did I get to her house and settle, the orientation began. The grand announcement was made…Mi nuh whaa no dunce pickney round mi, uh know! And you nuh dunce! You will be going to Manning’s Evening Institute; you will be passing all the subjects taken and then off to college. I got the message so loud and clear. That was one of life’s defining moments for me… failure was no longer an option. She not only made the grand announcements, but she did everything to help me meet her high standards. On one occasion I scored 82% on one paper and even better grades on others which were just about 90%. I heard her telling my uncle “Mor, Bowbet not doing too badly” his response was; “you serious?” My next conversation with her was: “If you get 90%, there is no reason you can’t get a hundred. You can do better!” My Aunt Gene sold me on being a better version of myself. Needless to say, dreams were realized. That success proved to be the catalyst of change in my life. That change prepared me for the transition to the College of Art Science and Technology (CAST), now University of Technology (UTECH), and Nova Southeastern University. That experience was a major turning point in my personal growth and development. I was usually happy to accompany Aunt Gene on her visits to the various church anniversaries. It was during those road trips that she would give me her pep talks, even though I was not the best of a company to her. Most times I fell asleep and she would say “Bobbeth you sleeping? You are no company”. My aunt was one of my role models, mentor, and personal inspiration. She always cared deeply for the people near and dear to her heart. She loved unconditionally and consistently encouraged and supported my endeavours. She had absolute respect for authority and was very diligent and consistent in her duties when she served as administrator for her church organization for over forty (40) years. This phenomenal and affectionate WOMAN, Aunt Gene; guided, moulded and prayed me into the image of grace… and I dare say I am blessed. Not many persons have had such good fortune. She was a tower of strength on whom I could lean when I was weak as well as an inspiration all other times. We too can make a difference in someone’s life, the way my Aunt Gene impacted and influenced me positively. This world is a better place because she lived. We too can model some of her fine characteristics and be to a young person what my aunt represented in my life, then this world will be a better place for all. Sleep on Aunt Gene and take your rest. ……………………………… Bobbeth Morris

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Thanks for a Life Time of Memories In remembrance of my Mother-in-law and friend, Evangelist Imogene R. Morris, I affectionately called Mommy. It is hard to describe a mother’s love in mere words however, I will try and share a glimpse of her loving nature. I can recall the first time I met her over 17 years ago, it was like reuniting with someone you had not seen in a long time. She greeted me with the warmest smile and enduring embrace, I felt at ease just with her simple words of “hi how was your flight?” Mommy had the type of inviting spirit that could lighten the tension in any situation. Her smile could brighten any room and warmed the dimmest heart with her calming and elegant voice. Mommy displayed her dedication in serving her family, the church, and the community unselfishly with her actions. I am forever grateful for the times she invited me to accompany her on various drives/trips to Agro shows, Church Anniversaries, grocery store runs, or just a drive to Sav-La-Mar to check on things. She was a historian and loved imparting wisdom to me and others anytime the opportunity presented itself. When I moved to Jamaica most persons were surprised at my history of the West and knowledge of local sayings. We shared a love and respect for one another I will always cherish and be grateful for our time together. I often told persons that she was not an in-law but an outlaw because like “Outlaws” she was always wanted. In our earlier years of marriage while living in the States I was always excited when Donette would tell me Mom is thinking of coming to visit. I am heartbroken over our loss as a church and as her “son”, nevertheless, we accept the will of God. Mommy and I spent many days this time of year, Nov-Jan “drawing” Sorrel weekly, sharing our special talks about God, life, and our family. I was always excited to share a new phrase used in Jamaica to see if she knew what it meant. I recall the 1st Jamaican “saying” she taught me “Short trousers wear long braces; Circumstances alter cases”. Mommy your leaving, has me embracing this saying indefinitely; without you here my life feels like I’m wearing short trousers, but with the things you shared and taught me they will continue to be the braces that hold me up. I had more plans of sharing and talking with you, but God’s calling altered our cases. Take your Rest with Daddy, you have fought a good fight, I feel honoured knowing you shared yourself with me and my family. There are so many other things I wanted to tell you and ask you, but God knows best. I would often hear you say” my Mom told me when I was crying over “nothing” to stop and bottle up your tears; for one day you will need them”. I must have taken it to heart as I did with the rest of your teachings because since you left I can’t stop the tears from flowing. When I think the bottle is empty here comes more, thanks for a lifetime of memories. I love you Mommy and I will forever miss you. Your Son, Elder Bryant.

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Favourite Quotes & Expressions • • • • • • • • • • • •

The whole a dem a fi mi pickney Master horse, Master grass If you start at the top, there’s nowhere to go Some things are better not said That which is lightly got, is lightly valued Circumstances alter cases, short trousers wear long braces Figures don’t lie It is an ill wind that blows no good Speak the truth and speak it ever Heights of great men reached and kept, were not attained by sudden flight Always walk with your pillowcase, you know not where you’ll lay your head You talking bungcum

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My Aunty Imo Because she knew me before I knew myself, I had tons of questions for her concerning my place in the family. She was the family historian who taught and guided me as if I were her own. At an opportune moment, she would say, “a fimme bwoy dat!” A few recollections to illustrate our relationship: I was about four years old when she visited the family in Long Hill. It was nighttime and she was returning to her home. The family took a seemingly long walk down to the main road where she’d take public transportation to her home. I remember saying to her, “aunty this is far!” She replied, “yes darling it’s far, spell far?“ My reply, “f o r!“ She kindly corrected me at a teachable moment. As time marched on my family moved to Kingston still in the single digits by age. My aunt arranged for me to spend the summer school break with her and Ruddy my cousin in Savanna-la-Mar. Church attendance was high on the agenda. There was going to be a special program on a Sunday night, where participants would sing songs and recite verses. Aunt Imo taught Ruddy and I a song to do for the occasion. This was new for us. We would do this duet in harmony. The congregation was very kind and applauded warmly. That introduction encouraged me. To this day I still do a song of praise occasionally. My parents migrated to New York. As aunt Imo travelled, she would stop in New York. The phone would ring, she’d tell me that she’s at the airport and is staying at my house. We had that relationship. There was no question as to her love for God, which emanated from her family. She was always a jovial person, fun to be around. Of all my aunts she was the closest. I’ll always remember her, nor can I forget her. She was a blessing to me. John in his writings wrote as he heard from heaven: Blessed are the dead which die in the Lord……. that they may rest from their labours, and their works do follow them. Amen. From Henson Patrick (Nephew)

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HOLINESS BORN AGAIN CHURCH

of Jesus Christ Apostolic

Headquarter: 5 Barclay Street, Savanna la Mar, Westmoreland, Jamaica W.I. President: Bishop Dr. Evan Nepaul, JP | Vice President: Bishop Keith Morris JP

Tribute to Evangelist Imogene Rosel Morris “Favour is deceitful, and beauty is vain: but a woman that feareth the Lord, she shall be praised.” Proverbs 31:30. The life and times of Evangelist Imogene Morris are indelibly etched in the history of the Holiness Born Again Church organisation as the founding General Secretary and one of the names synonymous with the formation of the organisation. She held the distinction of being the last of the original signatories of the Memorandum and Articles of Association of the organisation until she was called to rest from her earthly labours on October 25, 2021. Evangelist Morris’ journey with the organisation began in 1957 when she shifted her membership from the Culloden Apostolic Church where she got saved to 5 Barclay Street, Savanna-la-Mar and was warmly welcomed by Bishop John and Evangelist Joyce Watson, the founders of this august apostolic institution. Before long the leadership of the church discovered that she was multi-talented and she was elevated to the positions of choir member, Sunday School teacher and secretary for the local church, a position she held for 14 years. In 1974 she was appointed General Secretary for the newly reconstructed organisation, Born Again Church of Jesus Christ and she served with the spirit of excellence until 2003 when she passed the baton on. Evangelist Morris set a very high standard for the ensuing general secretaries and she is the bench mark by which others will be judged. The HBAC organisation owes her family a debt of gratitude for her assiduous work, dedication, commitment and sacrificial service. How can we really say ‘thank you’ for the countless trips she made to Kingston with Bishop Zachariah Nepaul to ensure the organisation become a registered entity and the many nights of hard work putting the articles together. She also extended her service internationally travelling overseas and working with the various leaders. Quoting Khalil Gibran “You give but little when you give of your possessions. It is when you give of yourself that you truly give.” Lady Imogene gave a lot and cheerfully. Those who served with her on the board of directors of the organisation were cited as saying” Evangelist Morris was efficient, she was affable and at board meetings she was interactive and always reminded the Board of what the constitution says” another said “She was nice, easy to get along with, she was jovial, she was respectful and cared about people. She was beloved, very beloved. I enjoyed every moment I worked with her, if you were feeling down she would cheer you up.” She represented the organisation well and we remember her well-spoken voice speaking with alacrity at the various national church events. Not only did Evangelist Morris give of her time and talent but she found the time to treat everyone special and had a way of calling those that were her juniors ‘Mi Pickney’ and that was special. She always had a charming smile that brightened a room when she entered. She never lost the common touch and had a panache for making everyone feel special and comfortable. She was always regally attired and had a demeanour of grace and humility. She has served her generation well and her life has left footprints on the sands of time. We salute a spiritual heroine and a trailblazer who set the stage for greatness. “Well done thou good and faithful servant: thou hast been faithful over a few things, I will make thee ruler over many things: enter thou into the joy of the Lord”. Rest in peace Evangelist Morris.

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First United Church of Jesus Christ“Blessed are they that do hunger and thirst after righteousness, for Apostolic, Inc. they shall be filled.” 590 Utica Ave, Brooklyn, New York, 11203 Pastor, Bishop L.J. Barnes

Deacon Board Chairman 718-756-6760 ♦ 718-778-7549 ♦ 718-778-0192 Deacon B. Morris Fax 718-778-6875 ♦ info@JesusNow.org ♦ www.JesusNow.org Missionary President Missionary Etta Barnes

“We are confident, I say, and wiling to be absent from the body, and to be present with the Lord.” II Corinthians 5:8

To the Morris extended church family and friends, “We are family, confident, I say, and wiling to be absent from the body, and to be present with the Lord.”

II Corinthians 5:8United Church of Jesus Christ Apostolic church On behalf of my wife, Mother Etta Barnes, our family, and the First family in Brooklyn, New York, it is with sadness of heart but not without heavenly hope that we extend our condolences to you and join with extended you in celebrating Imogene Morris - her life, memory, legacy, and extensive and lasting To the Morris family, church Lady family and friends, contribution to the Apostolic body to which she remained in service, (until her transitioning), under the spiritual covering of Dr. Nepaul.

On behalf of my wife, Mother Etta Barnes, our family, and the First

As I paused to reflect on the bonds that tiedUnited our families together years, Apostolic I can only say that “God is good!” The Church of over JesustheChrist church family in Brooklyn, fellowship that Lady Morris and I shared was rooted in a friendship connected through our families as we grew up as New York, it isschool. with sadness notshare without heavenly children; neighbors in Jamaica who also attended the same Indeed, of myheart motherbut would the story of howhope lady Morris’ mother was present and helped to deliver me at birth so “sister Ima” (as those of us close to her would that we extend our condolences to you and join with you in celebrating fondly call her), has been a part of my life allLady of myImogene life and weMorris were blessed to remain closely connected long after our and - her life, memory, legacy, and extensive physical paths would separate. I can also say that she was respected and beloved by people thru ought the district for lasting to theaApostolic body to which she remained in her kindness and generosity of spirit. Our tight familycontribution bonds truly generate lifetime of memories.

service, (until her transitioning), under the spiritual covering of Dr.

Thinking back on her infinite love for God and her love for people one of the most significant recollections I have is the Nepaul. night that Lady Morris got saved! I can say that I was a witness - present from the beginning of her Apostolic journey. It was a Monday night. She came and stood outside a church meeting that the brethren were having. I recall that she did not come to participate because this gospelAs was a “new thing,” so she her well-known humor totogether see what over I paused to reflect onhad the brought bonds that tied our families was going on. But the God we serve had other plans for her life that night and for her destiny and as I looked towards the years, I can only say that “God is good!” The fellowship that Lady the altar, I remember the shock I experienced as I saw that the holy ghost had moved her from the outer courts into the andunder I shared was rooted in a the friendship connected through inner sanctuary and she was prostate on Morris the ground the anointing receiving in-filling of the holy ghost speaking in tongues! The following Sundayour morning we made our way down to the sea and I witness my friend going families as we grew up as children; neighbors in Jamaica who also down into the water and being baptized in the name of Jesus! What a mighty God!

attended the same school. Indeed, my mother would share the story

of the howUnited lady Morris’ was to deliver me at Even though I would eventually migrate to Kingdom,mother we never lostpresent contactand and helped our fellowship never wavered. We went on to marry our respective spouses within the same year and would expand our families while birth so “sister Ima” (as those of us close to her would fondly call her), continuing to work in different parts of the vineyard. Our familial ties remained long after my family and I migrated to the has been a part of my life all of my life and we were blessed to remain United States and the expansion of our bond was solidified when Bishop and Lady Morris made the decision to allow connected long after our physical would separate. their youngest, Donette, to be entrusted intoclosely our care while she attended medical school in paths the United States. DonetteI can was instantly a daughter whom we shared and has remained so. Indeed, the love for each of her children was always at the also say that she was respected and beloved by people thru ought the center of her heart. The love for her children, grandchildren, and her family, was evident in each of our numerous district for her kindness generosity spirit. her Ourchurch tight family. family bonds truly generate a lifetime of memories. conversations. She also and deeply loved and of treasured Our hearts were to receive the sudden passing of our beloved Imo” significant especially sorecollections soon after Thinking back on broken her infinite lovethefornews Godof and her love for people one of “sister the most I the passing of her beloved husband the late Bishop Wilbert Morris. We had no idea that our last conversation would be haveourisfinal the as night that Lady Morris got and saved! I can say I was a witness - present from beginning of her we greeted, shared laughter memories and that acknowledging as we always did that nothe matter what came Apostolic It was a Monday night.back Sheover came and stood outsideof aGod church meeting that towards the brethren our way,journey. always recognizing as we looked lives of the goodness and his faithfulness us. Wewere had no knowledge of friendship and fellowship to cease, Godthing, had a” different plan brought and having. I recall that that she our diddecades not come to participate becausewas thissoon gospel was athat “new so she had that He was preparing to take his daughter home. There is never a right time and God’s time is not our time. The her fellowship well-known humor to Morris see what was going on.we Butwillthe Godcherish. we serve hadImo other plans for missed her lifebythat shared with the family is something forever Sister will be greatly all ofnight I know that and whenas Christ returns, we are the surealtar, to meet again in the the church triumphant. andus, forbut her destiny I looked towards I remember shock I experienced as I saw that the holy ghost had moved her from the outer courts into the inner sanctuary and she was prostate on the ground under the anointing receiving the in-filling of the holy ghost speaking in tongues! The following Sunday morning we made our way down to the sea and I witness myAssociate friend going down into the water and being baptized in the name Ministers Overseer L. Barnes ♦ Elder H. Wallace of Jesus! What a mighty God! ♦ Minister M. Erwin ♦ Minster Errol A. Bertram ♦ Minister G. McDonald ♦ Minister S. McKenzie

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Missionary Etta Barnes “We are confident, I say, and wiling to be absent from the body, and to be present with the Lord.” II Corinthians 5:8

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the passing of her beloved husband the late Bishop Wilbert Morris. We had no idea that our last conversation would be our His finalKingdom’s as we greeted, For sake,shared laughter and memories and acknowledging as we always did that no matter what came our way, always recognizing as we looked back over lives of the goodness of God and his faithfulness towards us. We had no knowledge that our decades of friendship and fellowship was soon to cease, that God had a different plan and Bishop Barnes that He and was Mother preparingLeslie to takeJ.his daughter home. There is never a right time and God’s time is not our time. The fellowship shared with the Morris family is something we will forever cherish. Sister Imo will be greatly missed by all of us, but I know that when Christ returns, we are sure to meet again in the church triumphant.

Associate Ministers Overseer L. Barnes ♦ Elder H. Wallace ♦ Minister M. Erwin ♦ Minster Errol A. Bertram ♦ Minister G. McDonald ♦ Minister S. McKenzie

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Beulah Temple Apostolic Church

1813 Northside Dr. Beulah Temple Apostolic Church Valdosta, GA 31602

1813 Northside Dr. Valdosta, GA 31602

I WANT TO EXPRESS MY SINCERE LOVE AND GRATITUDE TO GOD ALMIGHTY FOR THE PRIVILEGE OF HAVING THE HONORABLE I want to express my sincere love and gratitude to God Almighty for the privilege MOTHER IMOGEN MORRIS IN OUR MIDST FOR MANY MONTHS. SHE BECAME OUR MOTHER AND A CALM, GODLY AND LOVING of having theAND honorable Mother Imogen MorrisBYinTHE our midstAND forGODLY many months. PRESENCE AMONG US. MY CHURCH MEMBERS WERE BLESSED TREMENDOUSLY WISDOM COUNSEL She became our mother and a calm, godly and loving presence among us. My THAT SHE SHARED WITH US. HER PRESENCE OFFERED A VAST WEALTH OF LIFE AS WELL AS SPIRITUAL EXPERIENCE THAT I WANT TO EXPRESS MY SINCERE LOVE AND GRATITUDE TO GOD ALMIGHTY FOR THE PRIVILEGE OF HAVING THE HONORABLE SERVED AS A LIBRARY OF TOOLS TO OVERCOME THE TROUBLES AND TRIALS OF THIS LIFE. HER CALM HOLY DEMEANOR church and MIDST members wereMONTHS. blessed SHE tremendously the wisdom andWAS godly AND LOVING MOTHER IMOGEN MORRIS IN OUR FOR MANY BECAME OURby MOTHER AND A CALM, GODLY A CATALYST FOR GROWTH AND FUNDAMENTAL DEVELOPMENT. THANK GOD FOR ALLOWING HER TO PASS THIS WAY.

counsel that she shared withWERE us. Her presence offered a vast of life,AND as well PRESENCE AMONG US. MY CHURCH AND MEMBERS BLESSED TREMENDOUSLY BYwealth THE WISDOM GODLY COUNSEL as spiritual experience, that served as a library of tools to overcome the troubles IN THIS, WE ARE THAT SHE SHARED WITH US. HER PRESENCE OFFERED A VAST WEALTH OF LIFE AS WELL AS SPIRITUAL EXPERIENCE THAT PRESSING THROUGH THE THICKET and trials of life. Her holy AND demeanor was a catalyst growth SERVED ASGOD A LIBRARY OF TOOLS TO this OVERCOME THEcalm TROUBLES TRIALS OF THIS LIFE. HERfor CALM HOLYand DEMEANOR WAS GIVING THE GLORY fundamental development. Thank God for allowing her to pass this way. DRAWING ON THE CANVAS OF OUR STORY --JP Miller A CATALYST FOR GROWTH AND FUNDAMENTAL DEVELOPMENT. THANK GOD FOR ALLOWING HER TO PASS THIS WAY. IN THIS, WECELEBRATE ARE AS WE HER HERE, OFFER THIS RESOLUTION AS A REFLECTION: In LIFE this, weWE are PRESSING THROUGH THE THICKET through thicket WHEREAS, MOTHERPressing IMOGENE MORRIS, LEFTthe HER HOME IN LUCEA, JAMAICA, TO ENCOURAGE ‘PEOPLE OF THE NAME’ IN GIVING GOD THE GLORY Giving the glory VALDOSTA, GEORGIA, UNDER God ASSIGNMENT FROM THE MASTER… DRAWING ON THE CANVAS OF OUR STORY --- JP Miller

Drawing on the canvas of our story - J. P. Miller

AND WHEREAS, IN HER LIFE, SHE SIMULTANEOUSLY MANAGED A HOUSEHOLD IN LUCEA, JAMAICA, WHILE TENDING AND MENDING A HOUSEHOLD IN VALDOSTA, GEORGIA …

AS WE CELEBRATE HER LIFE HERE, WE OFFER THIS RESOLUTION AS A REFLECTION: AS WE CELEBRATE HER LIFE HERE, WE OFFER THIS RESOLUTION AS A REFLECTION:

AND WHEREAS, SHE BECAME A MOTHER TO BISHOP JP MILLER AND THE VALDOSTA COMMUNITY, KNITTING TOGETHER

WHEREAS, MOTHER IMOGENE MORRIS, LEFT HER TO HOME IN LUCEA, JAMAICA, TOTHAT ENCOURAGE ‘PEOPLE OF THE NAME’ IN WAYWARD SOULS AND COMPROMISED CONSCIENCES THE UNADULTERATED MESSAGE JESUS IS LORD… Mother Imogene Morris, leftASSIGNMENT her home in Lucea, Jamaica, to encourage ‘people of The Name’ in VALDOSTA, GEORGIA, UNDER FROM THE MASTER…

Whereas, WHEREAS, SHE OPENED THE DOORS OF HER HOME AND PROVIDED AN OPPORTUNITY FOR BISHOP AND LADY MILLER TO Valdosta, Georgia,AND under assignment from the master… EXPERIENCE THE SANCTITY AND GENEROSITY OF HER LOVE … AGAPE, THE GOD KIND OF LOVE…

AND WHEREAS, IN HER LIFE, SHE SIMULTANEOUSLY MANAGED A HOUSEHOLD IN LUCEA, JAMAICA, WHILE TENDING AND ANDlife, FINALLY, SHE, IN HERmanaged SERVICE AS WIFE TO RIGHT REVEREND BISHOPwhile WILBERT ALEXANDER A HOUSEHOLD IN VALDOSTA, GEORGIA …THE LATEin And whereas,MENDING in her she WHEREAS simultaneously a household Lucea, Jamaica, tending andMORRIS mending AND SHEPHERD MOTHER TO HOLINESS BORN AGAIN CHURCH, IN LUCEA, MOTHER TO a household in Valdosta, Georgia…

DEARESTSHE DONNETTE ANDASIBLINGS, AND TOMILLER FAMILIESAND AROUND AND OUR WHEREAS, BECAME MOTHER TOHEARTBEAT BISHOP JP THETHE VALDOSTA COMMUNITY, KNITTING TOGETHER GLOBE, SPREADING THE MESSAGE THAT JESUS SAVES… WAYWARD SOULS AND COMPROMISED CONSCIENCES TO THE UNADULTERATED MESSAGE THAT JESUS IS LORD…

And whereas, she became a mother to Bishop J. P. Miller and the Valdosta community, knitting together wayward SHE WILL BE SORELY MISSED BY FAMILY, FRIENDS AND DISTANT ADMIRERS. WE souls and compromised consciences to THE theGOD unadulterated message that Jesus is Lord… AND TAKE WHEREAS, SHE OPENED DOORS HER FOR HOME PROVIDED THIS OPPORTUNITY TO GIVE GREATOF PRAISE THE AND WONDERFUL LIFE AN OPPORTUNITY FOR BISHOP AND LADY MILLER TO EXPERIENCE THE SANCTITY AND GENEROSITY OF HER … HOLY AGAPE, THE GOD KIND OF LOVE… FORCE THAT SHE WAS AND WE RESOLVE TO LIVE OUR LIVESLOVE IN A LIKE MANNER

And whereas, sheSOopened her home and provided an HONOR opportunity for Bishop and Lady Miller to THAT GODthe WILLdoors GET THEof GLORY. WE CELEBRATE THIS DAY IN HER AND GIVE LIF THE NAME OF JESUS HIGHER. AND FINALLY, WHEREAS SHE, IN HER SERVICE AS WIFE TO THE LATE RIGHT REVEREND BISHOP WILBERT ALEXANDER MORRIS experience the sanctity and generosity of her love… agape, the God kind of love… AND SHEPHERD MOTHER TO HOLINESS BORN AGAIN CHURCH, IN LUCEA, MOTHER TO THIS RESOLUTION IS TO BE READ INTO THE PUBLIC RECORD. A COPY WILL BE OUR MAINTAINED DEAREST AND SIBLINGS, AND HEARTBEAT TO FAMILIES AROUND THE Alexander Morris and AT OUR CHURCH FOR INCLUSION INlate OUR HISTORICAL ANNALS. And finally, whereas she, inDONNETTE her service as wife to the Right Reverend Bishop Wilbert GLOBE, SPREADING THE MESSAGE THAT JESUS SAVES… Shepherd Mother to Holiness Born Again Church, in Lucea, mother to our dearest Donnette and siblings, and

heartbeat to families around the globe -BY spreading the 2021 message that Jesus saves… SUBMITTED THIS TWENTIETH OF NOVEMBER, SHE WILL BE SORELY MISSED DAY FAMILY, FRIENDS AND DISTANT ADMIRERS. WE BY BISHOP J.P. MILLER

TAKEPASTOR THIS OPPORTUNITY TO GIVE GOD GREAT PRAISE FOR THE WONDERFUL LIFE AND SON She will be sorely missed by family, friends and distant admirers. We take this opportunity to give God great FORCE THAT SHE WAS AND WE RESOLVE TO LIVE OUR LIVES IN A LIKE HOLY MANNER praise for the SO wonderful life force that she wasWE and we resolve toDAY liveIN our lives in a AND like holy manner so that God THAT GOD WILL GET THE GLORY. CELEBRATE THIS HER HONOR will get the glory. WeTHE celebrate this dayHIGHER. in her honor and lift the name of Jesus higher. GIVE LIF NAME OF JESUS THIS RESOLUTION IS TO READ INTO THE A PUBLIC A COPY WILLat BEour church for inclusion in our This resolution is to be read into theBEpublic record. copyRECORD. will be maintained MAINTAINED AT OUR CHURCH FOR INCLUSION IN OUR HISTORICAL ANNALS. historical annals.

Submitted this twentieth day of November, 2021 By Bishop J.SUBMITTED P. Miller THIS TWENTIETH DAY OF NOVEMBER, 2021 BY BISHOP J.P. MILLER Pastor and son PASTOR AND SON

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A Very Special Gift From God ‘Proverbs 31:10 Who can find a virtuous woman? for her price is far above rubies’. Without uncertainty this was so true of our dear evangelist Imogene Morris. As a matter of fact, the rest of this chapter in Proverbs is so relevant to her life. A great mother she was to her six biological children plus the many more she nurtured. Proverbs 31:28 Her children arise up, and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praiseth her. The Savanna-la-Mar, Lucea Holiness Born Again Churches (HBAC) and the entire organisation are extremely blessed to have had her loan to us by our gracious Father Lord and Saviour. She was the last of our signatures in the convening of our constitution and our first national general secretary of this prestigious organisation. Last year when I volunteered to put together the article called ‘The Journey’ in our 80th Anniversary celebration, I did not hesitate to incorporate sister ‘Imo’. And Oh what an awesome historian and ‘grammarian’ she attested to be. The late Bishop Zachariah Nepaul often mentioned the sleepless nights and multiple journeys they made together to establish this HBAC organisation. Proverbs 31:25 Strength and honour are her clothing; and she shall rejoice in time to come. What a gift to our community and country of this ‘Matriarch of the renown Morris Hardware and its various subsets. Proverbs 31:26 She openeth her mouth with wisdom; and in her tongue is the law of kindness. To Ruddy, Arlene, Leonie, Eddie, Robert, Donette, their spouses, children and the extended family take courage in knowing she is gone to a better place. Proverbs 31:25 … and she shall rejoice in time to come. Proverbs 31:31… and let her own works praise her in the gates. Our beloved honourable secretary, evangelist, sister and mother Imogene Morris Rest in Peace. Bishop Dr. Evan Nepaul (President, Holiness Born Again Church of Jesus Christ, Apostolic)

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To the Family of Pastor Imogene Smith-Morris It is God who gives and takes away. His giving to us is joyful, but taking away can be deeply painful. Your family is experiencing the ‘take away’ period but be encouraged in the Lord. Sister Imo, as she was affectionately called, has transitioned to better climes and will now enjoy the felicity of her labour. We stand with you in this hour while looking back at the illustrious life and legacy of this pioneering woman of God. She has blazed a trail of accomplishment that is noteworthy to all her contemporaries who were privileged to share with her the platform of Apostolicity and are privy to her good works. As a brilliant student, she climbed the ladder of academia in the arena of Commercial Business and there left her fingerprints for all to observe. She used her skills in that area to help provide for her family’s financial well-being, but more importantly, to enhance the Kingdom of our Lord Jesus Christ. Sister Imo was a precious and trusted friend of our family. Every family function and death in our family was graced with her presence and active participation. She stood tall as an apostolic giant in her living, giving and supporting the causes of the church, people encountered, family and friends. What a wonderful woman of God! Her steadfastness in the Apostolic Faith, generosity of spirit, and winning personality will live on in our memory. Paul reminds us of the dichotomy between life and death when he records: in Philippians 1:21, “For me, to live is Christ and to die is gain,” and in verse 23, “For I am in a strait between two, having a desire to depart, and to be with Christ which is far better.” Pastor Imogene Morris is now embarked on the better path, so let the ‘Church say, AMEN.’ God has spoken; he has called her on to higher service in his Kingdom. Well done, thou good and faithful servant, you have waged a good fight, you have been faithful, and now we await your coronation. Rest well, my beloved; we shall meet again on heaven’s shore. Loving submitted on behalf of the Lewis – Blackwood - Mullings Family, Bishop Charles C. Mullings Bishop Dr. Mullings, Lady Gloria Mullings, and Saints of United Church IAM, Miami, Florida

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Bishop Veronica E. Watson

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the Ifamily, church family,tribute and friends of Evangelist Imogene friends of Evangelist Imogene Morris. also send this special of thanks and praise to God forMorris. task in various skilful endeavours. She was one of the few people that I admired most as I was for growing I also send this of the thanks to God having having allowed our paths to cross on this journey of special life. To tribute Him be all gloryand andpraise honour. Tribute to Evangelist Imogene Morris up. I would sit and observe her, evenallowed until she was courted andon gotthis married. She professional our paths to cross journey of was life. very To Him be all the Evangelist waswith a very person and woman of God. I met her in amy youthpersonality, when she as a as she workedImogene diligently herspecial husband in honour. their business; yet she exuded great glory and made beautiful dress designs for me and others. 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To Him be all the glory and honour. met her in my youth when she made beautiful dress designs for me as she workedJamaica. diligently My withparents, her husband in their business; yet she exuded a great personality, as a Church in Lucea, Bishop John and Joyce Watson loved and respected her, as she and others. was extremely efficient, in when that she Evangelist Imogene was a very special person and womanShe of God. I met her in my youth shecould multi-task in wife and arm mother, andfather I lovedand and Chief admired her a lot.endeavours. was a right to my Administrative Secretary to his ministry. She was that unequalled. various She in was one ofcould the few people I admired made beautiful dress designs for me and others. She skilful was extremely efficient, that she multimost asfew I that was growing I would sit observe until she worked faithfully the Kingdom, even as she mothered six beautiful children. taskShe in various skilful endeavours. was one of the people that I up. admired mostLady as Iand was growing her, She loved the Lord in and IShe was not surprised she became the First of Holiness Borneven Again was courted and got married. She was very professional as she up. I would sit and observe her, even until she was courted andand gotJoyce married. She was very professional Church in Lucea, Jamaica. My parents, Bishop John Watson loved and respected her, as sheworked Evangelist Imogene had such special laughter, and it was very contagious. will long be withyet hershe husband in their business; yet exuded a great as she worked diligently with husband indiligently their business; exudedto a his great personality, as She ashe was a right arm to myher father and Chief Administrative Secretary ministry. She was unequalled. remembered forI her generosity and sincerity. expressions of love authentic and full the as a wife and mother, and were I loved and admired her of a lot. wife andShe mother, and loved and admired herpersonality, a even lot. as These worked faithfully in the Kingdom, she mothered six beautiful children. love of God. She loved the Lord Imogene and I was had not surprised that she becameand the itFirst of Holiness BornShe Again Evangelist such special laughter, very willbecame long be She loved the Lord andwas ILady was notcontagious. surprised that she the First Church in Lucea, Jamaica. My parents, Bishop John and Joyce Watson loved and respected her, as sheof life, but not of I leave you with these words, "Finis Vitae Sed Non Amoris” which means, "The end for Again her generosity sincerity. These expressions love were andWatson full of the Lady ofremembered Holiness Born Church and in Lucea, Jamaica. My parents,ofBishop Johnauthentic and Joyce loved and waslove." a rightAnd arm to my and Administrative Secretary to his ministry. She was inshe thefather words ofChief King in Psalm (KJV); "With long life unequalled. will I to satisfy him, andShe shew loveher, of God. respected as was a right arm David, to my father and91:16 Chief Administrative Secretary his ministry. was She worked faithfully in the Kingdom, even as she mothered six beautiful children. unequalled. She workedGod faithfully in the blessed Kingdom, even as both. she mothered six beautiful children. him my salvation.” has indeed you with I leave you with these words, "Finis Vitae Sed Non Amoris” which means, "The end of life, but not of Evangelist Imogene had such special laughter, and it was very contagious. She will long be love." And in please the words of King David, in Psalm 91:16 (KJV); "With long life will I satisfy him, and shew the To the children, remember that because youvery honoured your parents, God has commanded remembered for her generosity and sincerity. These expressions of love were authentic andlong full of the Evangelist Imogene had such special laughter, and it was contagious. She will be remembered for her him my Godyou, has indeed blessed you with both. ofsalvation.” favour upon and you will continuously be inand ourfull prayers. loveblessing of God. generosity and sincerity. These expressions of love were authentic of the love of God. To the children, please remember that because you honoured your parents, God has commanded the

I leave you with these words, "Finis Vitaeand SedGod Non bless Amoris” which means, "The end of life, but not of Until we meet again, goodnight you. Ilove." leave And you with these words, Vitae Sed Non Amoris” means, “The end life, but not of love.” And blessing favour you, and you will continuously be in our prayers. in theof words of upon King“Finis David, in Psalm 91:16 (KJV); "Withwhich long life will I satisfy him, of and shew in the of King in Psalm 91:16 “With long life will I satisfy him, and shew him my salvation.” him mywords salvation.” GodDavid, has indeed blessed you(KJV); with both. we meet again, God hasUntil indeed blessed yougoodnight with both.and God bless you. To the children, please remember that because you honoured your parents, God has commanded the blessing of uponfrom, you, and youthat will continuously in our prayers. To the children, please remember because yoube honoured your parents, God has commanded the blessing of With allfavour our love

favour and you willand continuously be in our prayers. Until weupon meetyou, again, goodnight God bless you. With all our love from,

Until we meet again, goodnight and God bless you. Bishop Watson and the Watson family. With allour ourVeronica lovefrom, from, With all love Bishop Veronica Watson and the Watson family.

Bishop Veronica Watson and the Watson family. JOHN 6:63 “THE WORDS THAT I SPEAK UNTO YOU, THEY ARE SPIRIT, AND THEY ARE LIFE.” JOHN 6:63 “THE WORDS THAT I SPEAK UNTO YOU, THEY ARE SPIRIT, AND THEY ARE LIFE.”

JOHN 6:63 “THE WORDS THAT I SPEAK UNTO YOU, THEY ARE SPIRIT, AND THEY ARE LIFE.”

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251 King William Street Hamilton, ON L8R 1B1 905 521 1798

Bishop Kenroy Morris, M Div. Senior Pastor

A TRIBUTE TO TO A AVIRTUOUS WOMAN A TRIBUTE VIRTUOUS WOMAN

“Who can find a virtuous woman? for her price is far above rubies, the heart of

“Who can find a virtuous woman? for her price is far above rubies, the heart of her husband doth doth safely thatis he shall have no need of spoil,” such safely trust her in her husband so that he shall have no need oftrust spoil,” in suchher in myso opinion the Elect Lady Imogene Morris. From youthful years, I is have observed consistent devotion toMorris. her late husband. inmymy opinion the ElectherLady Imogene FromLifemy youthful years, I indeed has its ups and downs but these served only to hone her commitment to the love of her life. have her consistent to herof many. late husband. Her reputation as a observed businesswoman precedes her and hasdevotion won the admiration Including but Life indeed has its not limited to the and Late Bishop Watson secured her service as the of the HBAC. ups downs butwho these served only toGeneral honeSecretary her commitment to the love of her The many times I have listened to her reading the minutes I came to admire her giftedness in giving life. attention to order, structure, continuity and detail a trait worth emulating. Elect Lady Imogene (as she is affectionately known) is indeed a pearl of great price. Material Her reputation as a businesswoman precedes her andgain hasdidwon the admiration not affect her values, she simply saw it as a means to an end and not the end. It is true I have been of many. but notbutlimited the Late Watson who secured her known at times to boast Including of her as my rich cousin she wouldto have none of it,Bishop flamboyance was definitely not her concern. service as the General Secretary of the HBAC. The many times I have listened

to her reading the minutes I came to admire her giftedness in giving attention

She never forget those who have impacted her formative years. She felt obligated to remember toone order, structure, detail a trait worth emulating. kindness. On occasion several yearscontinuity before I left theand country she invited me on a trip that took us into the hinterland of Maroon Town to look for her old school teacher and no doubt brought a gift for him. I am not sure why she took me along with her but perhaps it is because in unspoken terms I she is affectionately isget indeed a ofpearl of great price. Material gain was one of her sons and she known) wanted me to a vignette her childhood.

Elect Lady Imogene (as did not affect her values, she simply saw it as a means to an end and not the end. It is true I have been known at times to boast Although I have migrated, she never ceased to offer her advice in the early years of moving to Canada of her as my rich cousin but she would have none of it, flamboyance was definitely not her concern. and when I felt life was too difficult. On one occasion she had visited convocation in Toronto and as I shared my challenges and my plans to return home, in no uncertain terms, she rebuked the thought

and wisely against such “a word fitly years. spoken isShe like apples gold in a frame silver.” She never forget those who haveadvised impacted herplans formative felt ofobligated toofremember kindness. On She indeed was a wise counsellor who was adaptable to all ages and gender; it was easy to talk with one occasion several years before I left the country she invited me on a trip that took us into the hinterland of her on any subject matter regardless of the sensitivity. Maroon Town to look for her old school teacher and no doubt brought a gift for him. I am not sure why she Like so many others I felt cheated by death who had crept up in her window and carried her away took me along with her but perhaps because terms her sons and she wanted me to before I was able it to is meet with her asin weunspoken agreed earlier this year. ISowas let meone offerof to Rudyard, Arlene, Leonie, Dwight (Eddie), Robert, Donette, all the spouses and grandchildren my deepest sympathy. get a vignette of her childhood.

Mom has given herself selflessly over the years leaving a piece of her in you. Most importantly let the part of God that she gave you live on in your lives; for her serving God was all that matters. Although I have migrated, she getting nevermarried ceased offerthe her advice inoffthe years movingbutto Canada and when Imagine andto forfeiting option to drive intoearly the sunset for aof honeymoon they chose to attend to the things of God. She ascended to the choir and her husband stoodas at Ithe I felt life was too difficult. On one occasion she had visited convocation in Toronto and shared my challenges

and my plans to return home, in no uncertain terms, she rebuked the thought and wisely advised against such plans “a word fitly spoken is like apples of gold in a frame of silver.” She indeed was a wise counsellor who was adaptable to all ages and gender; it was easy to talk with her on any subject matter regardless of the sensitivity. Like so many others I felt cheated by death who had crept up in her window and carried her away before I was able to meet with her as we agreed earlier this year. So let me offer to Rudyard, Arlene, Leonie, Dwight (Eddie), Robert, Donette, all the spouses and grandchildren my deepest sympathy. Mom has given herself selflessly over the years leaving a piece of her in you. Most importantly let the part of God that she gave you live on in your lives; for her serving God was all that matters. Imagine getting married and forfeiting the option to drive off into the sunset for a honeymoon but they chose to attend to the things of God. She ascended to the choir and her husband stood at the door not relinquishing his duties as an usher. Such was her devotion and commitment to the Lord’s business. Throughout the later years of her life, she served the body of Christ as a pastor and Bishop’s wife, a position that is filled with all kinds of difficulties and sacrifices. Today she has laid down her tools as the Lord has called her to the rest that is reserved for the children of God. She has heard the coveted accolades in which “The Lord said unto her, Well done, thou good and faithful servant: thou hast been faithful over a few things, I will make thee ruler over many things: enter thou into the joy of thy lord. God’s Star. From the Desk of

Bishop Kenroy L. Morris, MDiv. Senior Pastor

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Pastor Jacqueline B. Zeigler 7401 North Dixon Avenue Tampa, FL 33604 Telephone: 813-238-9016 Web: www.greaterfaithoc.org

Our Tribute To Evangelist Imogene Morris It's hard to believe we are here again. This time we’re here celebrate the life of Evangelist Imogene Morris, whom we also had the pleasure of meeting in 2005 at the wedding of Dr. Donette Bryant and Elder James Bryant our nephew (son). Just like Bishop Morris, Evangelist Morris lovingly welcomed us into her home and ministry. We looked forward to every visit because we knew Evangelist Morris (Mommy) would be there to greet us with a smile and a hug. She was always so happy and jovial, and her smile would light up the room. We would spend countless hours sitting and talking about our families and the goodness of the Lord. Although she was old enough to be our mother, she affectionately called us Aunt Jackie and Uncle Zeig. As we reminisce, there's one night in particular we so vividly recall. It was the night we spent hours looking over photos and surfing the internet with Mommy as she discussed her first visit to Whiteville, North Carolina. Since Whiteville was close to mine and Elder Zeigler's home town, the three of us spoke about the country life in the US compared to life in Jamaica. We laughed and enjoyed one another into the wee hours of the morning. Evangelist Morris was an awesome woman of God who held on to God’s unchanging hand until the end. Although life was never the same without Bishop, she continued to look up to God. She trusted God's decision to call home the love of her life and knew God didn't make mistakes. Evangelist Morris worked faithfully beside her husband to train and teach their children about God’s love, mercy and grace. She was an excellent homemaker, cook, seamstress and sorrel maker. Evangelist Morris was also an entrepreneur who worked diligently to build a legacy for their family. Today as we reflect on this awesome woman of God and all the beautiful memories we have shared, we say take your rest Queen. You will be sorely missed! Despite the rough days ahead, we accept God's will to call you home. We also thank God for giving you the grace to endure until the end. Heaven gained an angel when you left this Earth so even through the tears we say sleep on Evangelist Morris… Take your rest. Until we meet again Mommy. We love you, Pastor Jacqueline & Elder George Zeigler and Family.

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Mark Time! “If You Can’t Move Forward Mark Time” – She must have preached or exhorted many times during my attendance at the Holiness Born Again Church in Lucea, but this one message has been indelibly etched in the deep recesses of my heart. As a Girl Guide at Ruseas’ High participating in military drills with cadets and soldiers was familiar – I have done them many times. “Marking time is a military step in which soldiers march in place, moving their legs as in marching, but without stepping forward. The military drill command is “Mark Time!” to change from standing at attention to ‘Marking Time’ or to change from marching at ‘Quick Time’ to ‘Marking Time’ The tenet of her message was simple - Turning back or dropping out was not an option. Stay right where you are and mark time until you can either move forward on your own or be pushed forward by the person marching behind you. As Christian soldiers leaving our posts, going Absent with-out leave (AWOL) or defecting are never options – there are souls desperately in need of the gospel message, broken hearts to be mended, to be delivered from captivity, their eye Thank you for never giving up, for showing up, for being there, for standing in the gap, for encouraging, scolding, teaching, for caring, for listening, for guiding, for guarding, for defending and manning your post. “I stand today, because you showed me how to stand” Take your rest my beloved A star in your crown, Carolyn Tolsie Drummond Harvest Time Church of Jesus Christ Apostolic, Inc.

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Negril Tabernacle

Holiness Born Again Church of Jesus Christ, Apostolic Nonpariel Road, Negril TRIBUTE TO OUR BELOVED IMOGENE MORRIS To the Morris Family, kindly accept condolence on behalf of Pastor Patrick and Evangelist Tracey Campbell and saints of Negril Tabernacle HBAC. We are honoured to have known and loved our dear Sis Imogene or Mother Morris, as she was affectionately called. Her legacy lives on in the many children she raised both biological and spiritual. Her kindness, humility and care of all persons from every walk of life, exemplifies the noble and sweet character she was. I miss her smile, I miss her laugh, and I miss her trying to help me to figure things out if I seemed upset, cheering me up if I was down. I miss her sense of humour and her willingness to listen to my jokes. I miss her stories about church happenings and the experiences of her youth. I miss her positive attitude and her always wanting those around her to be properly fed and comfortable. Her Christ-like attitude, her long service in church is now laid at the feet of Jesus for the redeeming of a just reward. The fight is over; the work is done. Her life’s journey serves as a testimony of a true child of God who gave her all and loved Jesus with her whole heart. To her family, know that our prayers are continuous with you during this season, continue to encourage one another as Mother Morris takes her rest. Pastor Patrick & Tracey Campbell

Tribute To Evangelist Imogene Morris Evangelist Imogene Morris was a blessed and holy woman of God. She has been known to me for many years and is very special. Her words of comfort and kindness towards me cannot be forgotten. Mother made it possible for me to visit new places and churches as I would accompany her on different missionary journeys. When she decided to do anything she would do it at her best and you’d better do the same. She can be heard saying “I don’t want to leave behind an unfinished task” very often. As such, Mother worked very hard for the Lord and would never settle for less. Now the toils of her life are over and she has laid her armour down, I am sure she is now resting in the arms of sweet deliverance. Sleep on mom and take your rest! We will meet again one day in the sweet by and by. Missionary Reid-Lee

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That is Evangelist Imogene Morris Sometimes it is hard to express by words the pain of the heart. The song says, if my heart were a window, you could look through then all the pain and the scars you would see. I hardly know how to express the feelings of my heart at the passing of Evangelist Imogene Morris. To me, it feels like it is an accident. Was it a dream, I asked myself? No, it is real. Evangelist Morris was a woman of high standards who displayed a high quality of humility. She never forgot her humble beginning where she came from. She was a vigilant caring mother not only for her own, but she took pleasure in the prosperity of other people’s children. That is Evangelist Imogene Morris. Many people may not know but she was an expert shorthand writer. She worked in the organization with Bishop Murray and Bishop Nepaul for many years as a faithful church secretary. She was a faithful, Holy Ghost woman of God, a faithful wife, dressmaker, an organist, and a loving person, who was always smiling. She never displayed an angry face and never made a mountain out of a molehill. That is Evangelist Imogene Morris. She has passed through the raging sea of life but with the help of God and the Holy Ghost, she kept afloat and became one of the most prosperous women in Lucea. God has helped her to raise six lovely children of which she was not ashamed of any of them. That is Evangelist Imogene Morris. I will miss her very much. I will miss our lengthy telephone conversations as we would laugh at things of the past. She was a mother to me, although I was her elder, a sister and a dear friend. She was not just the coordinator for my wedding, but also my matron of honour. Her home was our home, for me and my husband, the late, Bishop Murray. That is Evangelist Imogene Morris. Sis Morris, my friend I miss you. I did not know you would slip away so soon after I saw you in Savanna-la-Mar a few months ago. Now you are with Bishop Morris. He was a kind person and you both agreed with each other in life. You were both the perfect fit. It could be that you were not willing to live without him, so you moved on shortly and there is not a maybe about it, you both are together again. I hope to see you in the holy city where we will never part. You have kept the faith; you have finished your course and you are resting in peace. Sleep on my sister. Jesus loves you. To the children Ruddy, Arlene, Leonie, Eddie, Robert, Donette, keep the Godly legacy of your parents. God bless and keep you all. I love you. Evangelist Mother Inez James Murray

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Evangelist Imogene Morris (Nee Smith) Let me say how privileged I am to be penning these words on behalf of my lifelong friend for over 82 years. We first met at Miss B. Davis Basic School away back in the latter part of 1939 then unto New Hope Primary School under the astute teaching of Teacher C.A. Sheppy, Miss Florence L. Quest and Mrs B. Stephenson. As the years went by, we got the opportunity to sit an examination to attend The Manning’s School, both of us passed. We had no one to send us. Things were not like now. Even to sit the exam, we had to sleep in the Savanna-la-Mar Market with Evangelist’s mother, Miss B. Smith. We walked from Culloden to Bluefields to sit the Jamaica Local Examination.

Bishop Wilbert A. Morris, one of the backbone stalwarts of the Apostolic faith, worshipped. It so happened that in 1975, I became General Secretary for the Culloden Refuge Temple of Jesus Christ Apostolic. We travelled together overseas along with other brethren to worship with Bishop Leslie J. Barnes, Bishop Charles Mullings and Overseer Leon Samuels, who are sons of the soil. She was caring, honest, loving and kind-hearted. A dear mother, dressmaker and stenographer. As a friend, she tried to teach me shorthand but that was not meant for me. Sis Imo knew the where with all.

You know what brethren and friends, let me tell you a little secret; I had even told her if I had my demise before her, she should write my eulogy but this was not to be. Children of God, hear me now. At the time of her passing, I could not rest well the first part of the night. It seems as if I fell asleep in the late hours and her spirit and mine were together in one place and I said to myself as I got up, I would call her. To my surprise, our schoolmate and friend, Mrs Joyce Boothe-Forrester, called me by telephone and said ‘Hyacinth, Imo left us’. Well, she left us in body but her spirit lives on. While she was recuperating from surgery and was by her All these years rolled on; we never lost touch with our daughter, Missionary Arlene Morris-Dawes, we called friendship. When we were growing up as children, each other and talked regularly also when she returned an old man was living in Auchindown by the name of home. Phillip Finlayson who whenever he saw us together, would call me Imogene Smith and call her Hyacinth To her dear children namely Rudyard, Arlene, Leonie, Hibbert not mistakenly but just because of how we lived. Dwight (known as Eddie), Robert and Donette, I say to When I got saved in 1952 under the astute teaching you all, sorrow not as those that have no hope. What of Overseer James A. Wallace, we were both standing do I say, Saints and friends? Hail the woman of God, beside each other under a naseberry tree. I just walked she wore many caps. Bye, my friend and sister in Christ off from beside her to the altar and surrendered my life and friend for eighty-two (82) years. A friendship only unto the Lord. She accepted the Lord in 1955 and this death could separate. Thank God. allowed the bond of our friendship to grow stronger each day. Sis Imo excelled in life and within the Gospel Promise me, we’ll meet over yonder. Sleep well, rest of Jesus Christ. well, until that great getting up day. She was able to accommodate my first daughter Lovingly submitted to the family. Dorothy H. Quest Buchanan in Savanna-la-Mar to attend Manning’s School. History would have it she became the General Secretary of the Holiness Born Missionary Hyacinth Quest Again Church of Jesus Christ (1974-2003) in Savannala-Mar, also in Lucea where her dear departed husband

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Tribute To Lady Imogene Morris Lady Imogene Morris was an extraordinary woman; a woman whose life was a blessing to those with whom she came in contact. I loved and admired so many things about her, but if I should choose one thing that made her special in my eyes, I would say that it was her simplicity. There were no airs about Sister Morris, not in her youth as a young mother protecting her brood, and certainly not as she matured into a faithful woman of God who achieved much success in both her spiritual life and her physical life. Mother Morris was an incredible woman, a true woman of God. She was quietly observant and knew far more than people imagined. I dare say that she was wise as a serpent but harmless as a dove. It was this wisdom that guided her family life resulting in a bevy of professionals. As a young family, the Morris family and my parents were close. In fact, our stores were side by side. I later worked alongside Mother Morris in her store. She treated me with kindness and compassion, and when I encountered difficulties, she would always help me to balance the account at the end of the day. Later, we would both sing together in the choir, and many times at the choir practice, as I raised my voice in the lovely chorus of the choir songs, the Minister of Music would stop and ask, “Sonia, is what you singing?” When I told him I was singing the alto with Sis. Imo, she would turn to me and start to laugh. Of course, this would end with us all having a fine laugh. In effect, Sis. Morris as we fondly called her, had a strong alto, and when one of her favourite hymns was chosen, “Loudly unto the world is a chorus resounding,” you could hear Sister Imogene’s voice in her element. She loved that song. Today, I dare say that her lovely voice will resound in the heavenly choir. The word of God says, “Precious in the sight of the LORD is the death of his faithful servants.” On behalf of my husband, Bishop Ludlow Miller, our children Lee Alexander and Simone, and the members of Praise Sanctuary CFB family, and from my sister Georgina (Dolly) Brydson, we say to all of Lady Imogene Morris’s children and grandchildren, your mother/ grandmother is gone to be with her Lord. Her soul has found sweet rest. Please accept our sincerest condolences. Sonia May Miller Lady Sonia May Miller

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Tribute To Lady Imogene Morris On the behalf of my family and myself, we would like to extend sincere condolences at the loss of your mother, loved one, Evangelist Imogene Morris. Having lost our mother not too long ago, we are acquainted with the pain that you are experiencing. We have learned that you will never get over the loss of your mother, you just have to learn how to live with the memories that will never die. Also, the bible gives consolation that God will control the intensity of the pain as stated in Psalm 147:3 “He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds”. Personally, I can recall from my youthful days while attending the yearly convention at 5 Barclay Street in Savanna-la-Mar that I look forward to hearing Sister Imogene as she was so passionately called, singing on the choir as she bellowed the alto in songs such as “Victory rings aloud the battle cry” and I was always impressed by her vibrant expression of worship. She was a jovial and loveable person but conscious of the fact that she was heaven-bound. She impacted the lives of everyone privileged to make acquaintance even during her visits here in Canada. Her life was one so extraordinary, so gifted and anointed and respected, and cannot be fully captured in print. She was a lady among ladies, a worshipper, a friend. She has relinquished her place in the reality of this world so she may occupy her new position in God’s ordained……. Her spirit and her memory will be cherished with deep passion and love. We are comforted by the words of the psalmist who recorded in Psalm 116:15 that “Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of the saints”. Therefore, we draw comfort from the knowledge that Evangelist Imogene Morris has found safe refuge with the lord and finally with the one her soul longed for. Family, we are praying that God will continue to strengthen you and that you will continue to feel His comforting spirit throughout the grieving process. And If you follow in her footsteps, you’ll see her again someday. Sister Morris take your rest, See you in the rapture!! Monica Moulton-Miller & Jasper Moulton

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Tribute For The Life Of The Late Imogene Morris Who can find a virtuous woman? For her prices are worth more than rubies! I met Evangelist Morris some twenty-nine years ago as a young lady visiting the church. Her warm smile and gentle countenance captivated me. As time passed we became very close and there was nothing too good for Mother to do for me to help in my development as a wife and mother. She was a teacher who took pride in ensuring everything you do was decent and in order. When it comes to domestic affairs you could depend on her to get it done perfectly. She taught us as young ladies how to iron properly, always saying there should be no seam in our blouses and if the garment is of a flared nature there should be no crease after it’s ironed. I remember some months ago I made a blouse with a flared sleeve and when I was ironing, I called her and told her how much time I was taking because I wanted to get it the way she said. She laughed and said, “me pickney I hope you nuh vex with me,” I said, “no ma’am it was for my learning”. In earlier years in the church, we had an active women’s group. Mother, from time to time would get resource persons to teach us how to do a variety of things like napkin folding table setting etcetera. We were enthused to be involved in activities because she motivated us. Wednesday night services was a must, with Mother Morris. Her bible teachings and her practising of the choir songs was something to look forward to. Her melodious voice was something I was never tired of hearing. We became very close. When I was about to be married, she was one of the first people to learn and being the lady she was, she volunteered to accompany me to the bridal store to see the dress I was choosing. She wanted me to look modest (at this time I was still not yet a baptized member of the church). I loved this lady very much and made sure she knew. A few months ago I called her and we were talking and reminiscing. We both laughed and I promised to visit her but it never happened. Bishop passed and I saw her. We spoke and again we made plans to see each other. It never materialized but I am happy to say we spoke sometime in September and she told me she was not home in Lucea but when she got home we could sit and talk. That was not to be, the Lord called her to be with him. I am happy to have known this lady and I am sure she has touched many people with love. One of her sayings that resonates with me is “always walk with a pillowcase because you don’t know where you are going to lay your head”. When I learnt of her passing I was out of town, I had walked with my pillowcase and I needed it. To the bereaved family, friends and church family, rest assured mother is in a better place. Let us keep her memories alive and prepare to meet her in the sweet by and by. Be strong and of good courage. God bless you all. Missionary McIntosh

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…..“ The Whole A Dem A Fi Mi Pickney”….

That line will forever be indelibly etched in my memory as the one that endeared me to Sis Imogene. I met Sis. Imo in the early 1980s, when Leonie had moved to Kingston to attend Nursing School. During our initial interactions, I was just Dougie from PGT; another one of the guys who were clamouring for her daughter’s attention. I don’t think she even knew my last name at the time. Several interactions later, we still had not progressed much beyond the usual pleasantries. Three years may have gone by. In fact, it may have been at Leonie’s graduation, while we were standing outside the UWI Chapel when someone mentioned that my last name was SMITH, that our friendship graduated to the next level. Our subsequent conversations led to her telling me that her maiden name was also SMITH, and even more coincidental was that she had a brother with whom I shared the same first name. Our relationship immediately evolved and she instantly became my unofficial “other mother”. Over the ensuing years, we exchanged periodic phone calls; and as modernization and telecommunications habits changed, we would exchange periodic text messages. All of which were always interspersed with words of encouragement, along with lots of jokes. She was always quick to listen and was always matter of fact in her responses. One could always depend on Sis. Imo to tell you like it is; no frills or dressing, but always the truth about any situation in question. It may not always be the response one wants to hear, but always with an old proverb or some scripture to support her train of thought. This always had me cracking up by the time our conversation rolled to an end. Sis. Imo also had a propensity for helping others, even folks whom she had never met. Several years ago, my sister was needing accommodations when she was seeking to secure a spot at the CRH to facilitate her Radiation Therapy. She was not able to secure a place at the facility in Kingston. We didn’t know anyone in the Montego Bay area, and without having ever met Audrey, she offered her home in Lucea as a place for her to stay while undergoing the treatment. Just to underscore her mantra, “de whole a dem a fi mi pickney”. Luckily, we were blessed to have a spot become available at the last minute at KPH, negating the need for her to stay in Lucea. However, that did not in any way belittle Sis. Imogene’s very caring disposition. They never officially met face to face, but the bond was inexorably made and they always sent greetings to each other from time to time in the ensuing years. She shared the history of the HBAC organization with me on occasion, and despite the fact that I did not know many of the persons about whom she spoke, I enjoyed the history lessons and it helped me to understand a lot of the history of the Apostolic faith during the late ’50s and ’60s; outside of the Corporate Area in which I grew up. I reciprocated with the history of PGT which were, oddly, quite similar. And 1962 was quite a year for both of us… (inside joke)!! Yes, I was born in 1962! I recall very vividly on a visit to Jamaica in Nov. 2020, I was so insistent on seeing her that I drove from Kingston to Lucea just to have been able to spend a few hours with her. Although this was at the height of the pandemic, and restrictions were in effect, it was extremely important to me that I saw her. I was thrilled that I did. That visit was indeed the highlight of my trip! Needless to say, I was even more thrilled that I was able to see her when I came to pay tribute to her dear beloved “Morr” back in July-August. My plans to visit her later during the year did not come to fruition as I had hoped. However, God knows best. No, we weren’t ready for her to go, but this was not our decision to make. We may be overcome with sadness and grief at this moment, but we live with the shared memories that continue to haunt our collective memories. May these memories last us a lifetime…and then some… Another one of your many “children”. Much love to you…. Sis. Imo! Douglas Owen Smith

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Memories Unforgotten On Tuesday, October 26th, I learned of Evangelist Imogene Morris’ separation from us; her family, friends, and associates; and I groaned for the loss of a very special person from our midst, a foundation stone of our church, in my eyes, a radiant presence during my teenage years. For the last few months, I had wanted to call her, but deferred, hoping for one last sit-down, to reminisce and share a few pleasant moments, and as we always do, find a few things about which we would laugh our heads off. I had intended to pay her a surprise visit, but elected to wait, hoping that the current crisis would subside, but she had a more pressing need that only the promise of heaven’s glory could satisfy. I sensed that her time was near, still, I had not the heart, nor did I think it was my right to pray for her tarrying, just so I could see her again, as I did with my dear aunt a few years ago. So I groaned for my loss of an opportunity, but not for long, for that would be selfish, considering how incandescently happy she must now be. I have asked myself this question, “why do I love Evangelist Morris so much, and why was it important to jump through so many hoops to attend her memorial? The answer is simple. She saw me, loved and appreciated my mother, and never let this teenage boy pass without us exchanging our usual private joke. A joke that two adults, my precious mother and her, two teenage boys, my brother and I, shared on that Sunday afternoon when she insisted on being our guest for dinner. That joke would not be forgotten by either of us. Even as the years multiplied, it continued to manifest an endless capacity to light up our faces with laughter, time after time. You would think we were six-year-olds. As if that was not enough, she pressed the point of her affection for me by travelling from Sav-la-Mar to Kingston to attend my wedding. Then, after I had migrated to the States and lived in Queens, NY, she called me on the phone and I went and picked her up in Jamaica Estates and took her to my home in Flushing. Evangelist Imogene Morris was a person of extraordinary beauty, the kind you feel and see with your heart. I shall miss her, but will never stop loving her, because, you see, love is willing to wait. I wait to see her again. In the meantime, I can only imagine the joy that now suffuses her being, the reward for choosing to allow God to walk with her through the earth. Now she gets to understand how it was all so worth it! Evangelist Imogene Morris, I salute you! Dencle McDonald

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Tribute To Mother Morris Today I want to pay tribute to an amazing woman, who was a mother to all. Sister Morris had that maternal deportment that caused children of every background, wide and diverse to gravitate towards her. She did not show any difference with any of us ‘Edwards’ kids nor her own kids. Sister Morris and my mother Sister Hazel Edwards were like sisters. She would always say “a fi mi pickney dem” when referring to my siblings and I. Sister Morris gave us a sense of belonging. Whenever we visited Jamaica we would always drive down to the front street to say “hi” and to let her know we were there; she was always so happy to see us. Sister Morris made herself adaptable wherever she was, especially when she stayed with us in the States. I’ll never forget how she helped me set up my first apartment before my husband Grady arrived. The motherly advice she gave me stayed with me until this very day. She had a wicked sense of humour and would make me laugh so hard until tears ran down my face. A few months ago we talked on the phone for almost an hour about the younger days in Jamaica and growing up in church. I truly enjoyed

reminiscing with her; she is a treasure. Sister Morris, thank you for sharing that kind of love with our family. Your soul rests in peace, and your memories are a blessing. Barbara Edwards- Whyte & Grady Whyte

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In Memory of Evangelist Imogene Morris I remembered when I was 12 years old and was preparing to attend high school, I wanted to go to Manning’s School, but was placed at Ruseas High. As I was walking on Great George’s Street, I saw you and shouted with glee, “Sis Morris, I passed my common entrance exam. You congratulated me, and expressed how happy you were for me, then you said, “don’t worry my dear, a Rusea’s uniform you will not wear.” So today, I am proud to say, I am a past student of the Thomas Manning’s High School, thanks to you, for making my dream come through. It was only but a few months ago, as I sat in your chair, we talked and laughed, so much. But hearing you say, “I stayed up all night and read all the pages of your book, mi pickney, mi proud a Yuh, Yuh see,” and although I am much older now and with a few accolades, that moment was so precious to me. If I had only known that day would be the last time, I would have stayed with you a little longer, combed your hair a little slower, making every plait really, really small. If I had only known the last time would be the last, I would have talked a whole lot longer, laughed at your jokes even louder, as you told me the stories of old. If I had only known the last time would be the last, I would have repeated the refrain over and over again, as we sang that melody, with your beautiful harmony. It was a few weeks ago, I was happy to let you know, the keyboard you wanted, I gladly bought it, so you could play and sing just like you did back then. But oh, what a heartbreak, when I heard you never even saw it, and now, oh my, you never will. But the thought that makes me smile now, even as the tears fall, is that you have found some better ‘keys’ to play and sing all day long those sweet heavenly melodies. Sis Morris, my childhood memories of you are filled with so many joyful times, from Dalling Street to Emmaville, New York, Boston, Baltimore, and the world next door. You always brought a smile and a welcoming cheer to every young person who entered your sphere. I miss you so, and my heart breaks to know, you are gone from this life’s atmosphere. Without a doubt, I can surely attest, what an indelible imprint you have left. I love you forever, and my heart breaks with so much sorrow, wishing still, for one more day with you. With all my love, Dr Jacki Edwards

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Giant of a Woman I am indeed thoroughly grateful for this privilege to pay tribute to an amazing widow and mother, Mrs. Imogene Morris. I met Mrs. Morris in 1985, while her daughter, Leonie, and I, were both students at the UHWI School of Nursing. I had travelled to Westmoreland to visit the Morris family, upon Leonie’s invitation, and that first interaction with Mrs. Morris could not have been any warmer, welcoming and loving. From that very first encounter with her, I saw a wonderful, loving, and caring person, who, over the years, has made a most remarkable impression on me. What I learnt of Mrs. Morris over the years, and in many ways experienced, was that first and foremost, she was a woman of faith. She was a very reverend, deeply spiritual, and a highly committed child and servant of Almighty God. She served Him not only in words and thoughts but importantly, also in deeds. She lived in complete service to her family, her wider human family, and her friends. She was her brothers’ and sisters’ keeper in everything she did. She loved her husband, her children and grandchildren with a passion and commitment that was an example to all those around her. Mrs. Morris was a giant of a woman to all those who knew her, in all the various facets and phases of her life. She was, indeed, an anchor to so many. Countless lives, including my own, have been blessed, nurtured, sustained, and impacted by her toil and labour in God’s vineyard of life. Now that her work is over, “Well done ye good and faithful servant”. I pray that God will grant her eternal rest and everlasting peace. Her life will forever be a shining light atop the glorious hill. Lorna Wells and Family.

To The Morris Family My deepest sympathy and condolences on the passing of your mother, affectionately called PT (pupil-teacher), she was a beauty and a shining light in Culloden District. She was slim and a beauty to look at, she would lean her head to bring out that beautiful smile, her well-groomed hair to match her beautiful complexion, it was a great joy to know that we possess such a beautiful lady in our family. She was charming, calm and peaceful. She was loving to me at school, although the days I spent at school were very few. When I attended, she would see the need, as I did not know the lesson. (She was a PT to the Newhope School.) When other teachers would take the belt to you, she would only use a ruler and knock your head indicating that you must try and get it in. However, as soon as I started to get some understanding I would have to go back to the rice and plantation fields. At times, it could be up to nine months I would spend out of school but then our father would send us back on exam day, even when you do not know which class we belong to. Our names would not even be mentioned on the class register so I would stay outside. PT would come out to me and say: “Cake Williams” (I acquired this name as every time I got a penny I would run up to her mother and buy a cake which she used to bake), “why you come here today?” I could feel the sorrowful caring in her voice, hoping she was able to do more for me in my predicament. She was not able to, but I grew up knowing that someone cared for me. In my times of distress she showed me kindness; in my times of need she gave me hope. May God bless her children and grandchildren and guide them through the cares of life and give them peace with all men. From Brother Lindel Williams (Cousin and Friend)

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Condolences to the family of the Late, Mrs Imogene Rosel Morris The Board of Management, Staff, and Students of the Brown’s Town Community College where Mrs Leonie Morris-Miller serves as College Nurse express heartfelt condolences at the passing of a beloved mother, grandmother, aunt, friend and loved one, Mrs Imogene Rosel Morris. Known for her radiant smile and pleasant demeanour, Mrs Morris had a profound impact on everyone she encountered including some members of the BTCC family. She will be remembered as a highly respected and valued member of her community who dedicated her love, energy, and commitment to her family, church, and business. Regarded as a loving mother, Mrs Morris’ passion extended to other young people who benefited from her many charitable acts. As a College, we can testify that these noble traits were inherited by her children, especially her daughter who continues to make a difference in the lives of students and staff alike. As you go through this difficult period, we hope you will find comfort in these words, A mother’s love is always with her children. Losing a mother is one of the deepest sorrows a heart can know. But her goodness, her caring, and her wisdom live on … like a legacy of love that will always be with you. May that love surround you now and bring you peace - Author Unknown We wish you comfort, peace, and continuous outpouring of love for the entire family in this time of bereavement as we keep you in our prayers and thoughts. May Mrs Morris’ soul rest in peace.

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Imo’s Legacy…..‘A fi mi pickney dem’

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Her children rise up, and call her blessed…, Many women have done well, but you excel them all” Proverbs 31:28-29

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