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Published on: 5/1/2008
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Although I never knew Shell, I had prayed for her, because Oscar Epps is a friend of mine, and he asked me to.But sitting in her service, I felt a kindred spirit with her and realized that, someday, we will be friends in heaven.And she'll make me laugh.
Shell and Oscar enjoyed a dual relationship.She was his big sister.But he was her pastor at Community Missionary Baptist Church in DeSoto, Texas.
Hundreds of family, friends, church members and co-workers packed the congregation's sanctuary for her memorial service June 25.That room became the epicenter of hope, the ground zero of promise, the calm eye of the hurricane of disease that blew across Shell's life and impacted so many people who loved her.
She struggled with sickness four years.
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Moments later, I thought my heart would break when Oscar described the time his daughter and niece came to see him,"as their pastor, not their daddy and uncle",to ask why God wouldn't heal Shell.
Healed, at last
"Shell is healed," Oscar insisted, pointing out the complete deliverance from pain she received when God took her to her home in heaven.
Contrasting the difference between short-term medical progress and complete restoration that comes in heaven, he asked, "Why would you want God to patch somebody up instead of heal them?"He contrasted the agony of her illness with the peace she felt the morning of her death, as she instructed him to tell her daughters, "Don't worry about me."
Mining meaning from misery, Oscar assured everyone in the room they could find the same peace and security Shell experienced, if only they would accept Jesus as their Lord and Savior.
Oscar acknowledged Shell's family and friends are not through crying.They're going to miss her, and they need much prayer.But he insisted they won't grieve for Shell, because,at last,she has been healed.
Looking on Oscar's smiling face, I knew he means what he said.