Robert Edward Strouss passed away from cancer on April 9, 1976. He was my dad's brother and he also was married to a Pauline. Her maiden name was Mollette. Uncle Bob was a Apostolic Pentecostal preacher. He was a God fearing man who attended church faithfully even when he was so ill. Once he became bedridden he could not go anymore. Uncle Bob never lost faith in God even when he was on death's door. He held fast knowing that he would be with Jesus if God chose not to heal him. He said he would be healed in Heaven.
As a young woman I had the pleasure of living with Aunt Pauline and Uncle Bob for a while after I graduated from high school. I wanted to be out on my own and try my wings. Uncle Bob asked if I would stay with them. I agreed and he treated me as his own daughter. When I got married I moved out of his home. I always held Uncle Bob in my heart. It was Uncle Bob who married Jim Bradley, my first husband and me.
The last time I saw my uncle alive was in the VA Hospital in Ann Arbor. He was so thin and tiny from the cancer and sores covered his body where the cancer had eaten through. I was a young woman and I prayed so hard during the whole time he was ill. I prayed harder than I ever had in my life for my dear uncle who I treasured. I just knew that God was going to heal him.
Yet seeing him in the hospital I knew his time here on earth was short. I hugged and kissed Uncle Bob before I left holding back the tears. As soon as I got out of his room I sobbed and bawled my eyes out. I knew it would be the last time I would see Uncle Bob alive. But not only that but I cried because my faith was shaken to the very core.
I was strong in faith and thought with all my heart that God would heal my precious uncle. But He did not heal him here on earth but took him to Heaven instead. That is the first time I questioned my faith and if God really heard and answered prayers.
In time I knew that even though the answer did not come as I had asked God still answered prayer. For God did answer as my precious Uncle Bob was not suffering anymore and was in the Arms of Jesus.
My uncle was not only a preacher but a salesman. My dad often said his brother could sell ice to the eskimos. Later in life Uncle Bob owned a used car lot and did very well with it.
He was the son of Robert E. and Velma (Cauthon) Strouss. Surviving are sons; Robert and Jimmy, and daughters Patsy & Marilyn, brothers; Marve of Monroe, Lloyd of Jackson, Charles "Emmett" of Concord; three sisters, Jean (George) Donoho and Betty (Dale) Vogel both of Horton, and Charlotte (Virgil) Brown of Jackson he was preceded in death by a sister Marjorie Strouss Uncle Bob's mother Velma Married James Lagow after her first husband died,who together raised the children.
**Thank you fairynotprincess for sponsoring my Uncle Bob's memorial.**
**Thank you Linda Page for the headstone picture of my Uncle. I appreciate it so much.**
I found this poem I really love.
If you could see where I have gone, the beauty of this place, and how it feels to know you're home to see our Savior's face. To wake in peace and know no fear, just joy beyond compare. While still on earth you miss me yet, you wouldn't want me there.
If you could see where I have gone. If you had made the trip with me. You'd know I didn't go alone, my Savior came with me. When I awoke, He was by my side, and reached down His loving hand. he said, "Hurry, you're going home to a grand and glorious land." Don't worry over those you love, for I'm not just with you, And don't you know when you're with me, they'll long to be here, too?".
If you could see where I have gone, and see what I've been shown. You'd never know another fear, or ever feel alone. You'd marvel at the grace of God, his hand on every life, and realize He really cares, and bears with us each strife. And that he weeps when one is lost, his heart is filled with pain. But Oh the joy when one comes home, a child at home again.
If you could see where I have gone or could stay awhile with me. You could share the things that God has made to grace eternity. You would never, ever leave once heaven's joy you'd known,You couldn't bear to walk earth's paths once heaven was your home.
If you could see where I have gone, you'd know we'll meet someday. And though I'm parted from you now, I am just away. And now that I'm home with Him, secure in every way. I'm waiting here at heaven's door to greet you home some day. Author unknown
Sister Marjorie Strouss 1923-1949
brother Lloyd Strouss 1930-1988
Brother Marve Strouss 1921-2006
As a young woman I had the pleasure of living with Aunt Pauline and Uncle Bob for a while after I graduated from high school. I wanted to be out on my own and try my wings. Uncle Bob asked if I would stay with them. I agreed and he treated me as his own daughter. When I got married I moved out of his home. I always held Uncle Bob in my heart. It was Uncle Bob who married Jim Bradley, my first husband and me.
The last time I saw my uncle alive was in the VA Hospital in Ann Arbor. He was so thin and tiny from the cancer and sores covered his body where the cancer had eaten through. I was a young woman and I prayed so hard during the whole time he was ill. I prayed harder than I ever had in my life for my dear uncle who I treasured. I just knew that God was going to heal him.
Yet seeing him in the hospital I knew his time here on earth was short. I hugged and kissed Uncle Bob before I left holding back the tears. As soon as I got out of his room I sobbed and bawled my eyes out. I knew it would be the last time I would see Uncle Bob alive. But not only that but I cried because my faith was shaken to the very core.
I was strong in faith and thought with all my heart that God would heal my precious uncle. But He did not heal him here on earth but took him to Heaven instead. That is the first time I questioned my faith and if God really heard and answered prayers.
In time I knew that even though the answer did not come as I had asked God still answered prayer. For God did answer as my precious Uncle Bob was not suffering anymore and was in the Arms of Jesus.
My uncle was not only a preacher but a salesman. My dad often said his brother could sell ice to the eskimos. Later in life Uncle Bob owned a used car lot and did very well with it.
He was the son of Robert E. and Velma (Cauthon) Strouss. Surviving are sons; Robert and Jimmy, and daughters Patsy & Marilyn, brothers; Marve of Monroe, Lloyd of Jackson, Charles "Emmett" of Concord; three sisters, Jean (George) Donoho and Betty (Dale) Vogel both of Horton, and Charlotte (Virgil) Brown of Jackson he was preceded in death by a sister Marjorie Strouss Uncle Bob's mother Velma Married James Lagow after her first husband died,who together raised the children.
**Thank you fairynotprincess for sponsoring my Uncle Bob's memorial.**
**Thank you Linda Page for the headstone picture of my Uncle. I appreciate it so much.**
I found this poem I really love.
If you could see where I have gone, the beauty of this place, and how it feels to know you're home to see our Savior's face. To wake in peace and know no fear, just joy beyond compare. While still on earth you miss me yet, you wouldn't want me there.
If you could see where I have gone. If you had made the trip with me. You'd know I didn't go alone, my Savior came with me. When I awoke, He was by my side, and reached down His loving hand. he said, "Hurry, you're going home to a grand and glorious land." Don't worry over those you love, for I'm not just with you, And don't you know when you're with me, they'll long to be here, too?".
If you could see where I have gone, and see what I've been shown. You'd never know another fear, or ever feel alone. You'd marvel at the grace of God, his hand on every life, and realize He really cares, and bears with us each strife. And that he weeps when one is lost, his heart is filled with pain. But Oh the joy when one comes home, a child at home again.
If you could see where I have gone or could stay awhile with me. You could share the things that God has made to grace eternity. You would never, ever leave once heaven's joy you'd known,You couldn't bear to walk earth's paths once heaven was your home.
If you could see where I have gone, you'd know we'll meet someday. And though I'm parted from you now, I am just away. And now that I'm home with Him, secure in every way. I'm waiting here at heaven's door to greet you home some day. Author unknown
Sister Marjorie Strouss 1923-1949
brother Lloyd Strouss 1930-1988
Brother Marve Strouss 1921-2006
Robert Edward Strouss passed away from cancer on April 9, 1976. He was my dad's brother and he also was married to a Pauline. Her maiden name was Mollette. Uncle Bob was a Apostolic Pentecostal preacher. He was a God fearing man who attended church faithfully even when he was so ill. Once he became bedridden he could not go anymore. Uncle Bob never lost faith in God even when he was on death's door. He held fast knowing that he would be with Jesus if God chose not to heal him. He said he would be healed in Heaven.
As a young woman I had the pleasure of living with Aunt Pauline and Uncle Bob for a while after I graduated from high school. I wanted to be out on my own and try my wings. Uncle Bob asked if I would stay with them. I agreed and he treated me as his own daughter. When I got married I moved out of his home. I always held Uncle Bob in my heart. It was Uncle Bob who married Jim Bradley, my first husband and me.
The last time I saw my uncle alive was in the VA Hospital in Ann Arbor. He was so thin and tiny from the cancer and sores covered his body where the cancer had eaten through. I was a young woman and I prayed so hard during the whole time he was ill. I prayed harder than I ever had in my life for my dear uncle who I treasured. I just knew that God was going to heal him.
Yet seeing him in the hospital I knew his time here on earth was short. I hugged and kissed Uncle Bob before I left holding back the tears. As soon as I got out of his room I sobbed and bawled my eyes out. I knew it would be the last time I would see Uncle Bob alive. But not only that but I cried because my faith was shaken to the very core.
I was strong in faith and thought with all my heart that God would heal my precious uncle. But He did not heal him here on earth but took him to Heaven instead. That is the first time I questioned my faith and if God really heard and answered prayers.
In time I knew that even though the answer did not come as I had asked God still answered prayer. For God did answer as my precious Uncle Bob was not suffering anymore and was in the Arms of Jesus.
My uncle was not only a preacher but a salesman. My dad often said his brother could sell ice to the eskimos. Later in life Uncle Bob owned a used car lot and did very well with it.
He was the son of Robert E. and Velma (Cauthon) Strouss. Surviving are sons; Robert and Jimmy, and daughters Patsy & Marilyn, brothers; Marve of Monroe, Lloyd of Jackson, Charles "Emmett" of Concord; three sisters, Jean (George) Donoho and Betty (Dale) Vogel both of Horton, and Charlotte (Virgil) Brown of Jackson he was preceded in death by a sister Marjorie Strouss Uncle Bob's mother Velma Married James Lagow after her first husband died,who together raised the children.
**Thank you fairynotprincess for sponsoring my Uncle Bob's memorial.**
**Thank you Linda Page for the headstone picture of my Uncle. I appreciate it so much.**
I found this poem I really love.
If you could see where I have gone, the beauty of this place, and how it feels to know you're home to see our Savior's face. To wake in peace and know no fear, just joy beyond compare. While still on earth you miss me yet, you wouldn't want me there.
If you could see where I have gone. If you had made the trip with me. You'd know I didn't go alone, my Savior came with me. When I awoke, He was by my side, and reached down His loving hand. he said, "Hurry, you're going home to a grand and glorious land." Don't worry over those you love, for I'm not just with you, And don't you know when you're with me, they'll long to be here, too?".
If you could see where I have gone, and see what I've been shown. You'd never know another fear, or ever feel alone. You'd marvel at the grace of God, his hand on every life, and realize He really cares, and bears with us each strife. And that he weeps when one is lost, his heart is filled with pain. But Oh the joy when one comes home, a child at home again.
If you could see where I have gone or could stay awhile with me. You could share the things that God has made to grace eternity. You would never, ever leave once heaven's joy you'd known,You couldn't bear to walk earth's paths once heaven was your home.
If you could see where I have gone, you'd know we'll meet someday. And though I'm parted from you now, I am just away. And now that I'm home with Him, secure in every way. I'm waiting here at heaven's door to greet you home some day. Author unknown
Sister Marjorie Strouss 1923-1949
brother Lloyd Strouss 1930-1988
Brother Marve Strouss 1921-2006
As a young woman I had the pleasure of living with Aunt Pauline and Uncle Bob for a while after I graduated from high school. I wanted to be out on my own and try my wings. Uncle Bob asked if I would stay with them. I agreed and he treated me as his own daughter. When I got married I moved out of his home. I always held Uncle Bob in my heart. It was Uncle Bob who married Jim Bradley, my first husband and me.
The last time I saw my uncle alive was in the VA Hospital in Ann Arbor. He was so thin and tiny from the cancer and sores covered his body where the cancer had eaten through. I was a young woman and I prayed so hard during the whole time he was ill. I prayed harder than I ever had in my life for my dear uncle who I treasured. I just knew that God was going to heal him.
Yet seeing him in the hospital I knew his time here on earth was short. I hugged and kissed Uncle Bob before I left holding back the tears. As soon as I got out of his room I sobbed and bawled my eyes out. I knew it would be the last time I would see Uncle Bob alive. But not only that but I cried because my faith was shaken to the very core.
I was strong in faith and thought with all my heart that God would heal my precious uncle. But He did not heal him here on earth but took him to Heaven instead. That is the first time I questioned my faith and if God really heard and answered prayers.
In time I knew that even though the answer did not come as I had asked God still answered prayer. For God did answer as my precious Uncle Bob was not suffering anymore and was in the Arms of Jesus.
My uncle was not only a preacher but a salesman. My dad often said his brother could sell ice to the eskimos. Later in life Uncle Bob owned a used car lot and did very well with it.
He was the son of Robert E. and Velma (Cauthon) Strouss. Surviving are sons; Robert and Jimmy, and daughters Patsy & Marilyn, brothers; Marve of Monroe, Lloyd of Jackson, Charles "Emmett" of Concord; three sisters, Jean (George) Donoho and Betty (Dale) Vogel both of Horton, and Charlotte (Virgil) Brown of Jackson he was preceded in death by a sister Marjorie Strouss Uncle Bob's mother Velma Married James Lagow after her first husband died,who together raised the children.
**Thank you fairynotprincess for sponsoring my Uncle Bob's memorial.**
**Thank you Linda Page for the headstone picture of my Uncle. I appreciate it so much.**
I found this poem I really love.
If you could see where I have gone, the beauty of this place, and how it feels to know you're home to see our Savior's face. To wake in peace and know no fear, just joy beyond compare. While still on earth you miss me yet, you wouldn't want me there.
If you could see where I have gone. If you had made the trip with me. You'd know I didn't go alone, my Savior came with me. When I awoke, He was by my side, and reached down His loving hand. he said, "Hurry, you're going home to a grand and glorious land." Don't worry over those you love, for I'm not just with you, And don't you know when you're with me, they'll long to be here, too?".
If you could see where I have gone, and see what I've been shown. You'd never know another fear, or ever feel alone. You'd marvel at the grace of God, his hand on every life, and realize He really cares, and bears with us each strife. And that he weeps when one is lost, his heart is filled with pain. But Oh the joy when one comes home, a child at home again.
If you could see where I have gone or could stay awhile with me. You could share the things that God has made to grace eternity. You would never, ever leave once heaven's joy you'd known,You couldn't bear to walk earth's paths once heaven was your home.
If you could see where I have gone, you'd know we'll meet someday. And though I'm parted from you now, I am just away. And now that I'm home with Him, secure in every way. I'm waiting here at heaven's door to greet you home some day. Author unknown
Sister Marjorie Strouss 1923-1949
brother Lloyd Strouss 1930-1988
Brother Marve Strouss 1921-2006
