OBITUARY
Brian Henry
December 2, 1957 – January 17, 2021
Brian Henry, age 63, passed away on Sunday, January 17, 2021. He is survived by his wife, Carol Henry; daughters Melanie Henry (Patrick Dean), Becky (Barry) Tikkanen, Sara Way, Dee (Tim)Budzyn; grandchildren Zane, Maddie, Embree, Lily, Emma; mother, Margie Henry; siblings Bruce (Sue) Henry and Belinda Henry; and many nieces, nephews, and friends.
In honor of Brian, and in lieu of flowers, contributions may be made directly to the family to offset funeral expenses. The family welcomes memories and messages in their guest book online at www.cookcaresgrandville.com.
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Memories
Brian Henry
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ADD A MEMORYBruce Henry
January 22, 2021
My brother passed this last weekend.
I knew the man as a boy
God gave me glimpses of that comrade
We struggled for toys,
We made lots of noise,
We invented ploys
We found life’s joys
We had our battles
We played our chess
We fought over bunk beds
And who knew best
He liked to fish
I did not
I caught the fish
He did not
I liked pot roast
He called it roast pot
He tried things I would not
Twisting a screw up his nose,
Eating lots of baby aspirin and trying to share them with this tattler
Climbing trees
Bit by bees
Having pets
Making our bets
Then living erupts:
Experience, growth, loss,
thrill, pain, joy,
girls, games, love,
pizza, college, trade,
cars, pickles(PICKLES?!)
jobs, work, money,
stocks, responsibility, wives,
kids, circumstances
In all this, to seek God or not
to seek God?
Life’s battle fields:
wounds, separations, attacks, angers, over bearings, seizings, clutchings, beratings. . . they wound us all in a wide range of degrees.
The Bible tells us a self broken enemy deluded us to choose it that way. That He accuses us relentlessly for himself.
The Bible also tells us that the Master who created everything for every good, even the gift of a will, that chose that brokenness, never left the scene , crippled himself in human flesh to lovingly pursue his treasures and point us a way back.
God loved us enough to create us, give us purpose, and pursue us.
Be near me, my LORD
I believe you when you say:
“There will be no more death, sorrow, or crying, there will be no more pain, for the former things have passed away.”
Be near me, my LORD your nearness is unspeakable comfort to me.
Be near me, my LORD
So I can hear you say
“Behold, I make all things new.”