Service Of Thanksgiving FOR THE LIFE OF Kenneth Stanchel Eden 17th July 1932-16th August 2018 Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and comes down from the Father of lights, with whom there is no variation or shadow of turning. CHURCH OF GOD (UNIVERSAL) Walkers Road, George Town, Grand Cayman Sunday, 19th August 2018 Viewing 2:00-2:45 pm Service 3:00 pm OFFICIATING MINISTER Pastor James Arch, Cert. Hon., JP (Ret.) PIANIST Sis. Esther Jackson ORGANIST Sis. Ruth Rankin Interment at the Eden Cemetery, Pedro
Order Of Service Musical Prelude/Video Presentation Opening Remarks & Prayer... Pastor James Arch, Cert. Hon., JP (Ret.) Hymn... Father I Place Into Your Hands... Congregation Scripture Reading - Psalms 121... Gilbert McLean, JP Tributes From: Wife... Hon. Alva Suckoo, MLA Children... The Blood Brothers Group Brother & Sister... Anthony Eden, OBE, JP (Ret.) Obituary... Dr. Hon. Mary Lawrence, MBE, JP Hymn... Beyond The Sunset...Congregation Sermon... Pastor James Arch, Cert. Hon., JP (Ret.) Prayer for the Family... Ray Hydes Closing Hymn... It Is Well With My Soul...Congregation Benediction... Pastor James Arch, Cert. Hon., JP (Ret.) PALL BEARERS Allan M. Wallace Jeremy Yates Stacey Hurlston Kenrick Solomon Carson Ebanks Nathan Trumbach HONOURARY PALL BEARERS John Edward Eden Gene Allen Eden Anthony Eden Malcolm Eden Brian Eden Kenrick Ebanks Crosby Eden Jr. Yuri Kenneth Eden Donal McGrath Michel Trumbach Ray Hydes Pastor James Arch John Bodden Denham Hurlston, Sr. Denham Hurlston, Jr. Carey Hurlston Dave Hosley Thomas Whorms Gerald Dilbert Otto Watler Irvin Brown Albert Jackson Gilbert McLean Sammy Banks Charles Watler Melbourne Watler Cameron Adams Clive Hinds John L. Hinds III Thomas Hinds Philip Hinds Hewitson Watler Booth Hurlston Thomas Jackson Graham Jackson Albert Hislop Alfred Watler Hugh Bush Capt. Paul Hurlston Eddie Ebanks Hartmann DaCosta D. Kurt Tibbetts, Donovan Ebanks Edubijes Hernandez McGregor Yates Carlton West Barton Whittaker Lee Jackson Sammy Jackson Harwood Jackson Norman Bodden Hank Hurlston USHERS Heather Bodden, Cert. Hon., JP Margaret Powell GUEST BOOK ATTENDANTS Christiana Bodden Lisa Seymour Jacqueline Scott Order of Leaving the Church Minister and Members of the Platform, followed by the Casket and Pall Bearers, Immediate Family and Congregation. Please drive with headlights on dim enroute to the Eden Cemetery.
Father I Place Into Your Hands The things I cannot do, The things that I ve been through. The way that I should go, For I know I always can trust you. My friends and family. The things that trouble me. The person I would be, For I know I always can trust you. Father, we love to see your face, We love to hear your voice. Father, we love to sing your praise And in your name rejoice. Father, we love to walk with you And in your presence rest, For we know we always can trust you. Father, I want to be with you And do the things you do. Father, I want to speak the words That you are speaking too. Father, I want to love the ones That you will draw to you, For I know that I am one with you. It Is Well With My Soul When peace like a river attendeth my way, When sorrows like sea billows roll; Whatever my lot Thou hast taught me to say, It is well, it is well with my soul! It is well with my soul! It is well, it is well with my soul! Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come, Let this blest assurance control, That Christ hath regarded my helpless estate, And hath shed His own blood for my soul. My sin-oh, the bliss of this glorious thought- My sin, not in part, but the whole, Is nailed to His Cross, and I bear it no more; Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul! For me, be it Christ, be it Christ hence to live; If dark hours about me shall roll, No pang shall be mine, for in death as in life Thou wilt whisper Thy peace to my soul. Beyond The Sunset Oh, blissful morning When with our Savior Heaven s begun Earth s toiling ended Oh, glorious dawning When day is done No clouds will gather No storms will threaten No fears annoy Oh, day of gladness Oh, day unending Eternal joy Oh, glad reunion With our dear loved ones Who ve gone before In that fair homeland We ll know no parting Forever more In Loving Memory Dad He never looked for praises He was nerver one to boast he just went on quietly working For the ones he loved the most. His dreams were seldom spoken His wants were very few And most of the time his worries Went unspoken too. He was there...a firm foundation Through all our storms of life A sturdy hand to hold up to in times of stress and strife. A true friend we could turn to When times were good or bad One of our greatest blessings The man that we called Dad.
To My Pa I remember spending almost every summer of my childhood here in Cayman with you and Gran. I would count down the days all year to get to here. I remember when it was just Juds, Isi and me and you would put all of us in Gran s big hammock in the front room to sing us to sleep but then you would sing about scroochi-maroochi on the housetop and we would end up laughing instead; and even though you wouldn t go any further than your chest in the sea, you never refused to take us swimming. I have so many fond memories of my summers with you; there was nothing like Pa. Then when I was 14, I got my wish to live here in Cayman and you welcomed us into your home as lovingly as ever. I also remember you were so worried when I met Thomas, but you came around to him and sometimes I felt more like the in law. I remember our nightly trips to Pedro when you moved up there and you called him Nicodemus because he traveled by night. Then when Jordan came along she loved to come and spend the day with Pa and swing in the cool breeze and listen to you sing to her and then you did the same for Jada and Alyssa. Although we are devastated to lose you, we know that you are in a better place and you are happy with Gran and Jim, and there is no more shortness of breath or pain. Sleep sweet my sweet Pa, as you are now one of our guardian angels. Love, Elaine To My Dearest Papa I will miss you as I have missed Gran, but I have so many memories that I am thankful for. Every summer and Christmas when we came to visit, you would make sure that we had everything we ever wanted and needed. You always took us for drives all over the island in which ever car or truck you had at the time. I remember going to Hurley s, Fosters, Merren s old shop or Kirks and you would get us any kind of junk food we wanted. The cart would be so full, but you never complained about the cost. You would take us in the sea even though you were not the best swimmer and we ate mangoes and collected sea grapes. Our summers were wonderful because of you and Gran and we had what every child nowadays needs in their life, someone to love them no matter what. At Christmas-time we always looked forward to seeing when you butchered the cows because we knew you would make your Cayman style beef and pork. Wish I had some now! When I got older you showed me how to work hard and be a good person, always remembering to help others along the way. You became a great grandfather when Kacee was born and you loved to see her growing up. I am glad she was able to spend your last days with you. It will be hard, but we all know that your health was not the best and you were unable to do the things you loved best, especially sitting on your porch and enjoying the breeze. We are not happy but grateful that you are no longer in pain. Thank you for everything you gave us. Love, Judy Paps You were the only grandfather we ve ever known and we thank God for having blessed us with you. You instilled in us strong Christian values and taught us what unconditional love is. You welcomed and accepted everyone into your home and family without discrimination or hesitation and always did so with a smile. The lessons we have learned from you have undoubtedly made us into better people that you can be proud of and we will forever carry those lessons with us. We will remember you as the strong, proud, caring, kind man with the big smile and heart of gold that helped raise us right. And though we will miss you terribly and hurt for a long time yet, we take comfort in knowing that you that are finally at peace now that God called you home. Loving you always Georgie and Nelmy P.S. Tell Jimmy Lou and Gran we said Hi
Paps, Redman I am not sure that I can put into words the hole that is left in all our hearts. You were as big as life and one of the strongest, most virtuous and loving men we have ever known. Our childhood was a childhood only seen in movies, but it was our reality because of you. You loved us unconditionally, spoiled us within reason and instilled in us family values and ethical morals that have shaped our lives in so many ways. Yuri and I can recall truck rides and stories about your old faithful dogs and moving cows... well moving cows, butchering cows, milking cows, dipping cows... it s no wonder we are really a country boy and country girl at heart. We can recall countless stories about your hard work and how you were raised, and what we took away from that was, work hard, love every one, and thank God you can do it. Not one day, not one story, not one time we could ever remember a story that wasn t followed by me and the good Lord above. I m going to miss the calls Scrooch, bring me one of them puzzle books and miss the stories and miss your smile, the funny one, when you took out your teeth. That one was my favorite. I may always wonder why you called me Scrooch ; but Yuri and I will never wonder if we were loved. We knew we were. We are grateful though, to Reina, for taking such good care of you and keeping you in our lives that much longer, and grateful now that you are at peace. Love you to the moon and back, Isidora Scrooch and Yuri More Than Just An Uncle Our Uncle Kenneth was more than just an uncle, he was our Papa. As a baby, my sister Roselyn Ann, gave him this name and as Daddy s oldest brother, he wore it proudly and it has stuck ever since! One thing that can truly be said is that Papa s love for us was never-ending. Even though we moved away to the US for many years, we continued to maintain that special bond. Papa called often just to check on us monkeys and we looked forward to spending our summers with him in Cayman and the trips he would make to Texas. As we got older, we valued those visits, calls and big teddy bear hugs even more. His love was always over-flowing and this was evident with how deeply he loved not only us, but our children - Halley, Cameron, Jackson Roy and now Halley s son, baby Michael. Our mother, Marta, also loved Papa greatly as he was more like a brother to her than an in-law. She cherished her time spent with him in recent years, especially since Mommie now lived down the street and was able to visit frequently. We have been truly blessed to have had Papa in our lives for as long as we did. We can only imagine how wonderful the heavenly reunion has been between our Papa and all our loved ones gone before him. We will mourn him because we will miss him terribly, but take comfort that we will see him again standing tall, one day. All our love from your nieces, Rosie and Raquel
Amazing Grace Amazing grace! How sweet the sound That saved a wretch like me! I once was lost, but now am found; Was blind, but now I see. Twas grace that taught my heart to fear, And grace my fears relieved; How precious did that grace appear The hour I first believed. Through many dangers, toils and snares, I have already come; Tis grace hath brought me safe thus far, And grace will lead me home. The Lord has promised good to me, His Word my hope secures; He will my Shield and Portion be, As long as life endures. Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail, And mortal life shall cease, I shall possess, within the veil, A life of joy and peace. The earth shall soon dissolve like snow, The sun forbear to shine; But God, who called me here below, Will be forever mine. When we ve been there ten thousand years, Bright shining as the sun, We ve no less days to sing God s praise Than when we d first begun. What A Day That Will Be There s coming a day when no heartaches shall come No more clouds in the sky No more tears to dim the eye All is peace forever more On that happy golden shore What a day, glorious day that will be What a day that will be when my Jesus I shall see When I look upon His face the one who saved my by His grace When He takes me by the hand and leads me to the promised land What a day, glorious day that will be There will be no sorrows there And no more burdens to bear No more sickness and, no more pain No more parting over there And forever I will be with the one who died for me What a day, glorious day that will be
Service At The Graveside Remarks... Pastor James Arch, Cert. Hon., JP (Ret.) Hymn... Amazing Grace Committal Prayer... Pastor James Arch, Cert. Hon., JP (Ret.) Hymns... What A Day That Will Be... Leaning On The Everlasting Arms... When The Roll Is Called Up Yonder 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. Leaning On The Everlasting Arms What a fellowship, what a joy divine, Leaning on the everlasting arms; What a blessedness, what a peace is mine, Leaning on the everlasting arms. Leaning, leaning, Safe and secure from all alarms; Leaning, leaning, Leaning on the everlasting arms. Oh, how sweet to walk in this pilgrim way, Leaning on the everlasting arms; Oh, how bright the path grows from day to day, Leaning on the everlasting arms. What have I to dread, what have I to fear, Leaning on the everlasting arms? I have blessed peace with my Lord so near, Leaning on the everlasting arms. Acknowledgements The family of the late Kenneth Eden would like to thank his relatives, friends and all those who assisted in any way during this sad time. Special thanks to Dr. Cummings and all of the other doctors, nurses and staff of the George Town Hospital, the Critical Care Unit and the Bodden Town Health Centre. Thanks to all who visited, sent condolences or assisted in any way and most of all for being here today to pay your last respects to our beloved Kenneth. Funeral services and programmes entrusted to Bodden Funeral Home.