Order of Service Opening Remarks... Pastor James R. Arch Cert. Hon. JP (Ret) Prayer for the Family... Bro. Duane Jeffries Hymn One Day at a Time... Congregation Scripture: Psalms 23... Barbara Conolly Song... Leron Walcott Obituary... Hon. Premier Alden McLaughlin,MBE, JP, MLA Tributes Mother: Sis Ganita Myles/Song You Raise Me Up...Sis. Georgeanne Rankine Sister: Song...Mavita Newell Pirates Week Office... Melonie McField Remembrance... Jean Soloman Musical Tribute... Dennis Brady Scripture: John 14:1-4, 12-16... Roshene Wright Sermon...Pastor James R. Arch Cert. Hon. JP (Ret) Closing Hymn Great Is Thy Faithfulness... Congregation Benediction... Bro. Ray Hydes Honorary Pallbearers Sammy Bodden Rocardo Perry Leron Walcott Jason Brown Dwayne Mellaneo Kin McClean Pallbearers Rico Codner Andre Anthony Gillespie Shane Campbell Demar Ellis Ian King Colbert Wright Juan Wright Michael Lamay Sean Millaneo Randy Millaneo Ushers Bro. Carlton West Sis. Linda Baker Michael Clarke Guest Book Attendants Olga Millaneo Desiree Kelly Stacy King
Last Request Please don't say that I gave up, just say that I gave in; Don't say I lost the battle, for it was God's war to lose or win; Please don't say how good I was, but that I did my best; Just say I tried to do what's right, to give the most I could, not less; Please don't give me wings or halos, that's for God to do; I want no more than I deserve, no extras, just my due; Please don't give flowers or talk in real hushed tones; Don't be concerned about me now, I'm with God, I've made it home; Don't talk about what could have been, it s over and its done Just see to all my family's needs, especially the little ones When you draw a picture of me, don't draw me as a saint I've done some good, I've done some wrong, so use all your paint; Not just the bright and light tones, use some gray and dark; In fact, don't put me down on canvas, paint me in your heart, Don't just remember the good times, but remember all the bad; For life is full of many things, some happy and some sad, But if you may do something, then I have one request, Forgive me for the wrong I've done, and with the love that's left, Thank God for my soul's resting, Thank God for I've been blessed, Thank God for who loved me Praise God who loved me best.. One Day at a Time I'm only human, I'm just a man/woman Help me believe in what I could be And all that I am Show me the stairway I have to climb Lord for my sake, help me to take One day at a time One day at a time sweet Jesus That's all I'm askin' of you Just give me the strength To do every day what I have to do Yesterday's gone sweet Jesus And tomorrow may never be mine Lord, help me today, show me the way One day at a time Do you remember, when you walked among men Well Jesus you know If you're lookin' below, it's worse now than then Pushin' and shovin' and crowdin' my mind So for my sake, teach me to take One day at a time Great is thy Faithfulness 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. 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! 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. 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!
The life story of Adam Mark Anthony Ebanks Adam Mark Anthony Ebanks affectionately known as Mark was born on the 25 th of September 1983 in George Town Grand Cayman to Beverly Ebanks and the late Fletcher Ebanks. In 1987 at the age of four he attended the Truth for Youth School until 1992 when he moved to Jamaica as his parents house had burned down. In September of 1992 he enrolled in Good Hope Primary School where he graduated, he continued his Secondary Education at Old Harbor High School graduating in 1999, with a desire to further his education in 2001 to 2004 he attended and graduated from Birmingham City College in England. At the tender age of 12 Mark was baptized at the Church of God of Prophecy in Jamaica. Mark always believed and trusted God for all his needs and cares. On the completion of his studies he returned home to work with various companies, Cox Lumber, Red Sails, Hurley s Supermarket, and most recently with the Pirates Week Office and as an Electrician with Mr. Larry. His favorite past times were spent fishing, a trait he learned from his father who took him fishing at a very young age, he would always ask his dad to let him operate the engine even though he was little and would often brag that he was a better fisherman than his dad. His dads reply would be that s because you learned from me. He would spend countless hours sitting under the trees at night with his friends talking till the wee hours of the morning. Mark loved his family and would ensure they were taken care of especially his Mother. Left to mourn his passing is his mother Beverly Ebanks, Sisters Stacy King, Susan Keita, Anita Ebanks, Daisy Byrd, Brothers Durl, Roderick, and Robert Ebanks, brothers in -law Ian King, Youssouf Keita, Josephs Byrd, Sisters in law Rose, Evette and Norma Ebanks. Nieces and nephews Dylan and Delano King, Britney Ebanks, Joshua James, Aliyah Anderson, Fatima and Chaumet Keita, Jessica Ebanks, Uncles Dawson Mallaneo, Colbert Wright, Cleave Nembhard, Aunts Marjorie Mallaneo and Victoria Wright, Special cousins Sean, Randy Mallaneo, Adrian Barrett, Jovan Wright and Sammy Bodden. Special Friends Melonie McField, Lorraine Fraser, Wendy Myles Keisha Gregory, Markus Gremli, Jerome Perry. And a host of other Relatives and Friends. May his soul rest in peace.
I'm Free Don't grieve for me, for now I'm free, I'm following the path God laid for me. I took His hand when I heard Him call, I turned my back and left it all. I could not stay another day, to laugh, to love, to work or play. Tasks left undone must stay that way. I found the peace at the close of the day. If my parting has left a void, then fill it with remembered joy. A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss, ah, yes these things I too will miss. But not burdened with times of sorrow I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow. My life's been full, I've savored much, good friends, good times, a loved one's touch. Perhaps my time seemed all too brief. Don't lengthen it now with undue grief. Lift up your hearts and share with me. God wanted me now, He has set me free.
Graveside Service Prayer Family Floral Tributes...Song Pre-Recorded Committal...Pastor James R. Arch Cert. Hon. JP (Ret) Hymns... I ll Fly Away In the Sweet by and by When the Roll is Called Up Yonder Some Sweet Day Benediction...Pastor James R. Arch Cert. Hon. JP (Ret) Some Sweet Day We shall reach the summer land, We shall press the golden strand, Oh, the loved ones watching there, By the tree of life so fair, Till we come their joy to share, Some sweet day, by and by. By and by, Some sweet day, We shall meet our loved ones gone, Some sweet day, by and by. At the crystal river s brink, We shall find each broken link, Then the star that, fading here, Left our hearts and homes so drear, We shall see more bright and clear, Some sweet day, by and by. Oh, these parting scenes will end, We shall gather friend with friend, There before our Father s throne, When the mists and clouds have flown, We shall know as we are known, In the Sweet By and By There s a land that is fairer than day, And by faith we can see it afar; For the Father waits over the way To prepare us a dwelling place there. Refrain: In the sweet by and by, We shall meet on that beautiful shore; In the sweet by and by, We shall meet on that beautiful shore. We shall sing on that beautiful shore The melodious songs of the blessed; And our spirits shall sorrow no more, Not a sigh for the blessing of rest. To our bountiful Father above, We will offer our tribute of praise For the glorious gift of His love And the blessings that hallow our days. I ll Fly Away Some bright morning when this life is over To that home on God's celestial shore oh glory (in the morning) When I die hallelujah by and by When The Roll is Called Up Yonder When the trumpet of the Lord shall sound, and time shall be no more, And the morning breaks, eternal, bright and fair; When the saved of earth shall gather over on the other shore, And the roll is called up yonder, I ll be there. When the roll is called up yonder, When the roll is called up yonder, When the roll is called up yonder, When the roll is called up yonder, I ll be there. On that bright and cloudless morning when the dead in Christ shall rise, And the glory of His resurrection share; When His chosen ones shall gather to their home beyond the skies, And the roll is called up yonder, I ll be there. Let us labor for the Master from the dawn till setting sun, Let us talk of all His wondrous love and care; Then when all of life is over, and our work on earth is done, And the roll is called up yonder, I ll be there. When the shadows of this life have gone Like a bird from these prison walls I'll fly Just a few more weary days and then To a land where joys will never end Condolences can be registered at boddenfuneralservices.com & Bodden Funeral Service Facebook page.