August 6, 1876 - November 27, 1938
|Lindsay Ezell Crooks, son of John Crooks and Josephine Paul, ‘was born on August 6, 1876, at Jena, Louisiana.
He was married three times. His first wife was Miss Annie Rider, who died leaving four small children. His second wife, Miss Ada Richardson, died leaving four children. His eight children are living as is his third wife, the former Mrs. J. H. Hoffpauir.
Brother Crooks was converted and joined the Methodist Church about 1905. Entering the ministry as a supply in the Gulf Annual Conference of the Methodist Episcopal Church. in 1907, he was received on trial in the fall of 1908, and was ordained a deacon by Bishop W. A. Quayle at Lake Charles. He served acceptably until 1910 when he applied for and was received into the membership of the Louisiana Conference. Since then his labors have been abundant for his church and his Master.
Although his educational opportunities were enraged; he applied himself diligently and became very successful as an expounder of the Word. His was a preacher’s mind and he excelled in expository preaching.
Brother Crooks dearly loved his work and his Lord. It was a sore trial to him when his health gave way in 1931, and he had to take the superannuate relation. In 1984, though still a superannuate, he was employed as a supply and served for three years in this capacity. In 1987 he was restored to the effective roll and appointed to the Hornbeck charge. For a short time he was very happy in his loved employ but his health failed again and he preached during the latter part of the year in extreme pain. He went to his last appointment from a sick bed. A friend drove the car for him to this last appointment where he preached twice, hardly able to stand. The following week he was taken to the hospital where he met the end of things earthly on November 27, 1938. A few hours before be passed away he sang several hymns, preached for fifteen minutes, and exhorted those present to become Christians.
Thus was born, lived, served, and died one of God’s noblemen. One of his last words to me, a life-long friend, was, “Boy, I’ll be waiting at the Gates.”
Blessings on his memory.
|Source: Journal of the Louisiana Conference of the Methodist Episcopal Church, South, Pages 112-113, 1939, by J. W. Faulk|