Johnny Pruett ... still loved and missed by many

Johnny Henderson Pruett

May 30, 1933 - January 27, 2016
Since you went away we've missed you every day.
The 23rd Psalm
23:1	The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.
23:2	He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.
23:3	He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake.
23:4	Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
23:5	Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.
23:6	Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the Lord for ever.
Holy Bible King James Version

Miss Me But Let Me Go

When I come to the end of the road, the sun has set for me.
I want no rites in a gloom filled room. Why cry for a soul set free?
Miss me a little, but not too long; and not with your head bowed low.
Remember the love that we once shared, miss me, but let me go.
For this is a journey we all must take, and each must go alone.
It’s all a part of the Master’s plan, a step on the road to home.
When you are lonely and sick at heart, go to the friend we know,
and bury your sorrows in doing good cheer.
Miss me but let me go.

Amy Louise Kerswell