|James Emory Constable died as he had lived – “about his Father’s business.” On February 7, 1993, on the way to conduct his Sunday morning worship service, he went home to be with God.
Jim, as we affectionately call him, was born April 24, 1927, to Theo and Ethel Constable in Locust Grove, Oklahoma. Later the family moved to Dumas, Arkansas, where Jim finished high school, attended Hendrix College in Conway, Arkansas, then transferred to the University of Arkansas in Monticello.
While still in college, Jim began serving United Methodist Churches as a student pastor. In 1959, he was ordained deacon, and in 1971, came into the Louisiana Conference in Full Connection.
Jim was a young, single preacher when he was assigned to the Fitzgerald-Waldheim charge. There was no parsonage, so a very nice one was built during Jim’s ministry. That proved to be a good thing, for it was at Fitzgerald that Jim met, and married, Mildred Sharp, and the new parsonage became their first home!
Working with children and youth was one of the major facets of the ministry of Jim and Mildred. Having no children of their own, they “took in” the children of the congregations they served, giving of themselves to help, to teach, and to encourage. The folks at Fitzgerald and Waldheim speak with fondness of the many times Jim would “load” the youth into his old Volkswagen and head for the swimming hole, or some other camping trip or outing.
Jim was a loving husband to Mildred, a dear foster son to Rose and Kenneth Carithers, a good friend to all of us. Above all, he was a faithful minister of the Gospel of Christ. We will miss him but our loss is Heaven’s gain, and we know that he is at home with God.
“Life’s sun for him has set – but oh, the glow
That long will linger o’er this world of woe,
Because he lived and labored here below!
He’s home at last!”
(Avis B. Christiansen)
|Source: Journal Louisiana Conference, 1993; p. 228 By Rev. Ester L. Hammond|