Myrtle Booker Program

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Celebrating the Life of ;śĚĮã 6Ċ õõàĚ

M YRTLE L. B OOKER was born in Pittsburg, TX on August 17, 1953 to the parents of the late James E. Bennett Sr. and Merdiest L. Bennett. She pursues her homemaking skills in the shadow of her mom with sewing, cooking and most of all loving God and His people. Myrtle L Booker has always been known as “Mama Myrtle”. She was always had a way of being Mama to many. She had a way of showing everyone she came in contact with love. Mama Myrtle knew that there was strength in her hugs. She never like to say good-bye but she would say “later-on”. Mama Myrtle will always be known for being a fun and funny person to be around. Her mom once told her that she was a comedian. Mama Myrtle made you laugh with jokes that didn’t make sense. She would give people nick-names and re- name people so that she wouldn’t forget faces. She was able to see the good in every bad situation. She enjoyed music, singing, playing her maracas in church and ultimately living for the Lord. Mama Myrtle favorite scripture is Hebrew 11:1 “Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.” Mama Myrtle served Missionary Mother Booker and president of the Mother’s Board for many years under the leadership of her brother, the late Bishop Cardell Booker Sr. She continued to work enthusiastically and very dedicated in the work of the ministry under the Pastor Jessica and Bishop Roderick Johnson. She enjoyed serving in the church and made up her own department, “Clean up the bathrooms department” at God’s Tabernacle of Deliverance. She enjoyed taking teddy bears to the nursing homes of residents. Her last endeavor during her final days was to write a book entitled “Do What the Lord say because He don’t want to make you do it.” Her story has been told. She will be greatly missed. In her own words, “I love you, God bless and that’s it and that’s all.” She leaves to cherish her memories: beloved husband and mate of 40 years, Deacon Roddrick D. Booker; her puppy “Buttercup”; children, Anthony, Patrick and Antionette, Sheila R., Roddrick Booker and wife, Shelia Booker, Travis, Antonio, Tai Sheila; grandchildren, Mason, Antwon, Antionna, Amariah, Crystal, Karisma, Kayla, Dezmond, Reane’, Jaylon, LaQueena, LaPrincia, Roddrick Booker Jr. and Family; Sheila Booker and Family; and a host of nieces, nephews including Starlette, Fred, Michael, Ladarion, LaKetha, LaNettia, Jamie. She is preceded in death by parents, Merdiest and James Bennett Sr.; sister, Emma Jean Bennett Jr.; brother, James Bennett Jr.; nieces, Paula, Danielle and Laquita.

Wõ ;ś wĚ hÖ¾ My baby from the moment I laid my eyes on you. I knew you were the one. You were the one I found and I found a good wife. My love for you accepted you for the beautiful person you are. You have always been a loving woman with a big heart. You have been patient with me for 40 years. You helped me to overcome my insecurities, instabilities and my weaknesses. By God’s grace, we learned how to grow our love in a deep way. We made it through the good time and the bad times. We was blessed to raise a family. Love taught us the true meaning of our vows. For better and for worse. You will always be the love of my life. Rest in Heaven my love. Rodderick D. Booker, Husband

On September 26 at 7:00 pm my heart stopped because of the love flowing from my mom went out on earth . As I closed my eyes, beautiful memories of you and me began to flash. Showing laughs, tears and joy we’ve had. As I reach out and hug you tightly. I hear you whisper to me, “Wayne, be strong, my job here is done. I have earned my wings and its time for me to go.” My heart began to pump from the

spirit of your wings as you began to ascend to Heaven. As I look up to see you one last time, I hear from your Heavenly voice, “See you later,” cause we never say goodbye. A Mother’s Love Never Stops, Wayne

Thank you Mom for teaching me how to be strong. You told me that no matter where I go to take the Lord along with me. You were hard on me because you wanted me to be independent and to know the importance of survival. I take all of your love and teaching into my life to be the best while I’m still here on earth. Until I join the new life, mom, Rest in Heaven. I love you. Your Oldest Daughter, Sheila Rowans LaQueen and LaPrincia Johnson, Granddaughters

Mama, I am so thankful to be blessed as the last fruit of your womb. You taught me how to be a strong woman but soft at the same time. We have so many memories that will never die. During the last days of your life, it was such a blessing to honor and care for you. You shared a lot of deep thoughts with me that made me laugh and made me cry. I

will stand on your scripture Hebrews 11:1 “Now faith is the substance of things hope for and the evidence of things not seen.” You said I am your voice when you couldn’t speak. I will carry on what you mean to everyone and that is love. Rest well Mama. To live is Christ and to die is gain! Love, Antoinette aka TuTu

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Perhaps you sent a lovely card or sat quietly in a chair. Perhaps you sent a floral piece, if so, we saw it there. Perhaps you prayed a sincere prayer or came to pay a call. Perhaps you sang a cheerful song, if so, we heard it all. Perhaps you spoke the kindest words, as any friend could say. Perhaps you prepared a tasty dish, or maybe furnished a car. Perhaps you rendered a service unseen, near at hand or from afar. Whatever you did to console our hearts, by word or deed or touch. Whatever was the kindly part, we thank you, oh so very much. The Family

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