As I logged on to Facebook this morning my husband was puzzled by the tear that slipped down my face. A string of posts caused that tear – Charles Murray Senior, eldest elder of Orangefield Presbyterian Church has passed into glory aged 103 and 8 months. He had loved and served the Lord for 90 years. My tear was not really for Mr Murray but for the space that he leaves behind, for Charlie Murray Junior and for a community of believers who have lost a Saint. For any Orangefielder Mr Murray was an institution – always sweets in his pockets for kids and words of encouragement for adults. His conversation was always centered around Jesus. One of my fondest memories was the Sunday after mum died we went to church – usually people avoid church for a few weeks so our presence was a wee bit awkward for some who didn’t know what to say. Mr Murray was straight over to Dad and I – he addressed the situation head one and said that we had done the right thing in coming straight to church and that he had done the same thing after Mrs Murray died. It took us a moment to twig that Mrs Murray was his wife!
Mr Murray’s legacy is a life spent loving and declaring Jesus. I am actually a bit surprised that he died – I thought he might pull an Enoch and keep walking and talking with God right into glory.
Genesis 5:23-24 Altogether, Enoch lived 365 years. 24Enoch walked with God; then he was no more, because God took him away.
Mr Murray’s life is a challenge to me to love Jesus well, to love Him consistently and love Him more than anything else.
2 Timothy 4:7-8 I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith. 8Now there is in store for me the crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous Judge, will award to me on that day–and not only to me, but also to all who have longed for his appearing.
Now his reward is to be with the One he loved so well.