|My brother, Thurmon, was born January 7, 1895 in Bienville Parish. Later, as a child, he moved with our parents to Pleasant Hill, Louisiana, where he lived and went to school in the community of Wallace--until he was called to serve his country during World War I.
We were born into a very religiously oriented home, one in which the Bible was read and discussed and family devotions were as regular as any daily routine. Our mother was like Hanna--she coveted her children for God more than any other desire of her life. Her son, Thurman, was the most earnest, devout child in a family of eleven sons and two daughters. Very early in life Thurman was called of God to preach the glorious gospel of Christ. He received his formal education at Bethany College in Bethany, Oklahoma, and joined the Louisiana Conference in 1927.
In 1937 he was married to Mary Grace Lowre of Haughton, La. As he often expressed it “She was the greatest blessing the Lord ever gave to me.” Together they served many churches in Louisiana. Among those charges were Farmerville, Downsville, Calhoun, Greenwood, Bethany, Pleasant Hill, Marthaville, Grand Cane, Sibley, Ida, Hosston, Melville, and Wynn in Shreveport.
When we were growing up together I have never known any young person to study the Bible more thoroughly, and his prayer life all but consumed him. He had his own altar in the meadow some three hundred yards from our home. Almost every evening I could hear him agonizing in prayer for some person’s salvation. He carried this earnestness into the pulpit, this concern for the People he pastored and he never lost his zeal! Being a younger brother and, also, looking toward the ministry myself, I chose Thurman as my constant spiritual counselor. His life was a great inspiration to me; for by his example he prodded my life toward a closer walk with our Lord. Later, when we had our own churches, we were in revivals together, and many times we have seen “the fire fall” in a glorious outpouring of the Spirit of God.
Thurman was loyal to his family and generous to a fault. He had been inactive for several years because of failing health, but he made this period of his life a time of constant spiritual growth. As one friend so aptly put it “Thurmon was so close to Heaven that he had to take but one step to get in.” “Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, the good things the Lord bath in store for them that love Him.”
Yes, Thurman truly loved Him, and happiness for him was knowing Christ! When I remember him, I think of his love for his Lord, his deep concern for the lost, and his constant and abiding love for his wife and his family. He is keenly missed because he was deeply loved.
We sought him in vain,
For we knew not where,
We missed his smiles,
So willingly shared.
We sought him in vain
And we silently wept.
Then we looked in our hearts and found .
That he had never left.
|Source: Journal Louisiana Conference, 1973; p. 129 By Otis W. Spinks|