Friday, February 10, 2012

Rev. J.H. Higdon

unknown newspaper clipping aunt minerva collection....all typos are mine...

The final summons for the Rev. J.H. Higdon came instantly and without warning-and, like a good soldier, he was ready to answer it. Large of body and large of soul , he had fought the good fight almost to his allotted span of three score and ten years. For over four decades, he had been a resident of Butler County and mostly identified with the Potwin neighborhood. The larger parishes knew him not; his voice rang in no vaulted cathedrals; he headed no ecclesiastical processions. But the savor of his manly life went into intimate association with his people, into the gloomy depths of their trials and troubles, into the soaring glory of their hopes and aspirations. The lineaments of charity adn longsuffering were written upon his kindly face, the sympathy and understanding of the Gentle Master filled his generous heart. No volume will recite his works, yet countless recollections of his good cheer in the face of sorrow, of his strong helping hand in time of trouble, and his unfaltering faith in seasons of adversity will long keep green his memory.
Mr. Higdon was a modest and unassuming unit in the mighty army of the Lord and Butler County will always be the better because of his useful handiwork. As he goes to his long sleep, may it be to accompaniment of the words of that lilting spiritual:
"Goin' home, goin' home, I'm jes' goin' home;
It's not far, jes' close by, through an open door.
Work all done, care laid by,
Gwine to fear no more."

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