Remember, O Lord, the soul of Thy departed servant. Give, O Lord, to Thy servant, Joyce, eternal rest, and memory eternal!
Our sister in Christ, Joyce Hofstedt, the mother of Connie Sweeny, passed into her eternal reward on Wednesday, April 30th, 2008 at 1:45 having lived 86 years. Her family had been with her throughout her recent ordeal and they were able to share an enormous amount of love, laughter, and holy tears, as they spoke about their love and respect for one another, and of the joyous hope of the resurrection. I was honored to have been able to share the comforts of the Gospel with Joyce twice yesterday, and pray with the family at her bedside today. Joyce was blessed to leave this world with the certain knowledge that she was loved by Jesus Christ and her family. Joyce died very rich in the things that God treasures.
The visitation will be from 3:00 PM to 5:00 PM on Monday May 5th at the Schuette-Daniels funeral home in Burlington. The rite of Christian burial will be conducted at 5:00 PM with inurnment following the service at the Waterford Cemetery.
Psalm 116
I love the LORD, because he has heard my voice and my pleas for mercy.
Because he inclined his ear to me, therefore I will call on him as long as I live.
The snares of death encompassed me; the pangs of Sheol laid hold on me; I suffered distress and anguish.
Then I called on the name of the LORD: “O LORD, I pray, deliver my soul!”
Gracious is the LORD, and righteous; our God is merciful.
The LORD preserves the simple hearted; when I was brought low, he saved me.
Return, O my soul, to your rest; for the LORD has dealt bountifully with you.
For you have delivered my soul from death, my eyes from tears, my feet from stumbling;
I will walk before the LORD in the land of the living.
I believed, even when I spoke, “I am greatly afflicted”;
I said in my alarm,”All mankind are liars.”
What shall I render to the LORD for all his benefits to me?
I will lift up the cup of salvation and call on the name of the LORD,
I will pay my vows to the LORD in the presence of all his people.
Precious in the sight of the LORD is the death of his saints.
O LORD, I am your servant; I am your servant, the son of your maidservant. You have loosed my bonds.
Remember, O Lord, the soul of Thy departed servant. Give, O Lord, to Thy servant, Joyce, eternal rest, and memory eternal!
