|“Then Almitra spoke, saying, We would ask of Death.
And the Prophet said:
You would know the secret of death,
But how shall you find it unless you seek it in the heart of life?
The owl whose night-bound eyes are blind unto the day,
cannot unveil the mystery of light.
If you would indeed behold the spirit of death,
open your heart wide unto the body of life.
For life and death are one, even as the rivers
and the sea are one.”
Samuel L. Lantrip was born near Alexandria, La. on February 24, 1891 to the Reverend and Mrs. W. W. Lantrip. The road which the minister of the common people must tread is not always without difficulty. Its rewards are beyond the superficiality of worldly success images. Brother Lantrip was a humble man who loved humble people with genuine pride. His prophetic life style was best revealed in the manner he spoke to others. He did it all with directness and clarity. He was always careful to avoid the vagueness peculiar to artificial sophistication. No waste of words and a straight-to-the-issues-of-life characterize his articulate mode of communicating the gospel.
Brother Lantrip preached for Reverend Keasler in Simmsboro in 1946 and shortly after was assigned to the Quitman, Dodson, and Siloam Springs Churches where he served from 1947 through 1949. For the next three years he served the Melville, Krotz Springs, and Palmetto Churches. From there he moved to Belcher and on to Heflin and Dubberly. He went to Lecompte in 1955 and retired the next year. Due, however, to the great need for ministers he filled the pulpit at Kilbourne, Prospect and Rodessa. From Rodessa he retired again and moved back to Florien where he lived his remaining years with his wife, Ruby. He passed away on March 16, 1973 leaving his wife, one son, Barron Lantrip, and two daughters, Mrs. Dorris Murray and Miss Gay Lantrip and four grandchildren.
No greater reward has a minister than to be affectionately remembered by his people. An intimate friend and layman in Prospect recently eulogized him as “a loving husband and father, a devoted churchman, a warm hearted Christian and a beloved friend who will be sorely missed by all who knew him.”
In Christ like regard for his memory she poetically concluded—
“It singeth low in every heart,
We hear it each and all
A song of those who answer not,
However we may call.
They throng the silence of the breast
We see them as of yore
The kind, the brave, the true, the sweet
Who walk with us no more.”
|Source: Journal Louisiana Conference, 1973; p. 127 By Charles Scott|