Between the middle and morning watches o f January 31, 1979, the earthly ministry of Clarence Fielden Lundy came to an abrupt end. He had returned from dinner and an evening with one of his twin daughters. Before retiring he called to again express thanks for the meal and pleasant visit. As if prompted by a premonition, he called his other children and shared with them his delights. Apparently, he moved out of his earthly tenement calmly and awoke in The Father's House, eternal in the upper world. There was no mourning "when he put out to sea", separating the visible from the invisible.
A little more than a year before his wife, Ruth, suddenly laid aside all that was mortal and claimed her immortality in that realm where there is no sunset. Clarence found it difficult to accommodate the void which her departure created. He continued his ministry, but his mind was preoccupied with the reunion that awaited him.
It is difficult to write his memoirs apart from the personal. We were double brothers-brothers in the flesh and ministerial brothers. He lived in our parsonage-home during his college days and during his days as supply pastor. In this period a father-son relationship developed. He added sunshine to the family circle. When he had his own parsonage, and later his talented wife and four fine children, our relationship was enhanced.
Clarence was admitted on trial in the Holston conference in 1936, during my incumbency on the Bluefield District. He served forty-five years the following charges: As Supply Pastor, University Avenue, Perry's Chapel, Clinton Circuit, Eastdale, Hixson, in Tennessee; Montcalm, West Virginia. As a Conference Member he pastored Tazewell Circuit, Saltville in Virginia; Ketron Memorial, Emerald Avenue, East Chattanooga, St. Paul (Etowah), Hillcrest, Oakwood, Limestone, Maynardsville, Tennessee. After retirement he supplied for seven years, serving Beth d and Hopewell.
Clarence was prominently an evangelist. He was a faithful pastor to both young and old. He stooped to the needs of little children and held the hand of the dying as they exchanged their cross for a crown. He was not a conformist, but a transformer. He believed and practiced that every person was a potential child of God. The amazing mercy of God, when believed and confessed, was a passport into abundant life. He was an exponent of the universality of the Gospel and the Witness of the Spirit in regeneration. His walk among men bore witness to a transformed life.
Clarence loved his family. He was restless when absent from the family circle and exuberant at the very thought of returning home. Four children awaited his return. One son, Thomas, twin daughters Mrs. Mary Baily and Mrs. Martha Dautel, and his youngest daughter, Mrs. Charlotte Powell. He is also survived by four sets of grandchildren, two sisters and two brothers. He talked of heaven; the family circle united there.
Clarence was a lover of beauty. The acceptance of Christ adds beauty to personality. He could say with the Psalmist: "One thing have I desired of the Lord, that will l seek after; that I may dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, to behold the beauty of the Lord and enquire in His temple". In every charge he added a touch of beauty to the parsonage and church premises.
Clarence loved the Church. When others brought the good name of the Church into disrepute he arose to her defense. The Church incorporated his spirit and perpetuated his memory for time and eternity.
Shortly before his death he was invited to preach the Homecoming sermon in the church of his childhood. In announcing his text. "Upon this rock I will build my Church," he said: I have always wanted to preach on this declaration of Christ in Philli. " The congregation hung on to his every word. It was perhaps his finest hour in the pulpit. Moving from the pulpit desk, he stood at the altar near the spot in the little Flat Rock Church where he began his walk with his Savior. As he witnessed to his joy and assurance in serving Jesus the congregation spontaneously gathered around him and "heaven came down and crowned the mercy seat". Eyes blurred with tears as the people seemed to be looking beyond the earthly scene to that land where death never comes.
Memorial services were conducted by his District Superintendent, the Rev. Ben St Clair, and nephew. Dr. Robert F. Lundy. His body was interred in the Highland Memorial Garden, Knoxville. Words intoned by the minister linger, "Servant of God, well done."
Written by: Clyde Lundy, Brother
Holston Conference Journal - 1979
A little more than a year before his wife, Ruth, suddenly laid aside all that was mortal and claimed her immortality in that realm where there is no sunset. Clarence found it difficult to accommodate the void which her departure created. He continued his ministry, but his mind was preoccupied with the reunion that awaited him.
It is difficult to write his memoirs apart from the personal. We were double brothers-brothers in the flesh and ministerial brothers. He lived in our parsonage-home during his college days and during his days as supply pastor. In this period a father-son relationship developed. He added sunshine to the family circle. When he had his own parsonage, and later his talented wife and four fine children, our relationship was enhanced.
Clarence was admitted on trial in the Holston conference in 1936, during my incumbency on the Bluefield District. He served forty-five years the following charges: As Supply Pastor, University Avenue, Perry's Chapel, Clinton Circuit, Eastdale, Hixson, in Tennessee; Montcalm, West Virginia. As a Conference Member he pastored Tazewell Circuit, Saltville in Virginia; Ketron Memorial, Emerald Avenue, East Chattanooga, St. Paul (Etowah), Hillcrest, Oakwood, Limestone, Maynardsville, Tennessee. After retirement he supplied for seven years, serving Beth d and Hopewell.
Clarence was prominently an evangelist. He was a faithful pastor to both young and old. He stooped to the needs of little children and held the hand of the dying as they exchanged their cross for a crown. He was not a conformist, but a transformer. He believed and practiced that every person was a potential child of God. The amazing mercy of God, when believed and confessed, was a passport into abundant life. He was an exponent of the universality of the Gospel and the Witness of the Spirit in regeneration. His walk among men bore witness to a transformed life.
Clarence loved his family. He was restless when absent from the family circle and exuberant at the very thought of returning home. Four children awaited his return. One son, Thomas, twin daughters Mrs. Mary Baily and Mrs. Martha Dautel, and his youngest daughter, Mrs. Charlotte Powell. He is also survived by four sets of grandchildren, two sisters and two brothers. He talked of heaven; the family circle united there.
Clarence was a lover of beauty. The acceptance of Christ adds beauty to personality. He could say with the Psalmist: "One thing have I desired of the Lord, that will l seek after; that I may dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, to behold the beauty of the Lord and enquire in His temple". In every charge he added a touch of beauty to the parsonage and church premises.
Clarence loved the Church. When others brought the good name of the Church into disrepute he arose to her defense. The Church incorporated his spirit and perpetuated his memory for time and eternity.
Shortly before his death he was invited to preach the Homecoming sermon in the church of his childhood. In announcing his text. "Upon this rock I will build my Church," he said: I have always wanted to preach on this declaration of Christ in Philli. " The congregation hung on to his every word. It was perhaps his finest hour in the pulpit. Moving from the pulpit desk, he stood at the altar near the spot in the little Flat Rock Church where he began his walk with his Savior. As he witnessed to his joy and assurance in serving Jesus the congregation spontaneously gathered around him and "heaven came down and crowned the mercy seat". Eyes blurred with tears as the people seemed to be looking beyond the earthly scene to that land where death never comes.
Memorial services were conducted by his District Superintendent, the Rev. Ben St Clair, and nephew. Dr. Robert F. Lundy. His body was interred in the Highland Memorial Garden, Knoxville. Words intoned by the minister linger, "Servant of God, well done."
Written by: Clyde Lundy, Brother
Holston Conference Journal - 1979
Between the middle and morning watches o f January 31, 1979, the earthly ministry of Clarence Fielden Lundy came to an abrupt end. He had returned from dinner and an evening with one of his twin daughters. Before retiring he called to again express thanks for the meal and pleasant visit. As if prompted by a premonition, he called his other children and shared with them his delights. Apparently, he moved out of his earthly tenement calmly and awoke in The Father's House, eternal in the upper world. There was no mourning "when he put out to sea", separating the visible from the invisible.
A little more than a year before his wife, Ruth, suddenly laid aside all that was mortal and claimed her immortality in that realm where there is no sunset. Clarence found it difficult to accommodate the void which her departure created. He continued his ministry, but his mind was preoccupied with the reunion that awaited him.
It is difficult to write his memoirs apart from the personal. We were double brothers-brothers in the flesh and ministerial brothers. He lived in our parsonage-home during his college days and during his days as supply pastor. In this period a father-son relationship developed. He added sunshine to the family circle. When he had his own parsonage, and later his talented wife and four fine children, our relationship was enhanced.
Clarence was admitted on trial in the Holston conference in 1936, during my incumbency on the Bluefield District. He served forty-five years the following charges: As Supply Pastor, University Avenue, Perry's Chapel, Clinton Circuit, Eastdale, Hixson, in Tennessee; Montcalm, West Virginia. As a Conference Member he pastored Tazewell Circuit, Saltville in Virginia; Ketron Memorial, Emerald Avenue, East Chattanooga, St. Paul (Etowah), Hillcrest, Oakwood, Limestone, Maynardsville, Tennessee. After retirement he supplied for seven years, serving Beth d and Hopewell.
Clarence was prominently an evangelist. He was a faithful pastor to both young and old. He stooped to the needs of little children and held the hand of the dying as they exchanged their cross for a crown. He was not a conformist, but a transformer. He believed and practiced that every person was a potential child of God. The amazing mercy of God, when believed and confessed, was a passport into abundant life. He was an exponent of the universality of the Gospel and the Witness of the Spirit in regeneration. His walk among men bore witness to a transformed life.
Clarence loved his family. He was restless when absent from the family circle and exuberant at the very thought of returning home. Four children awaited his return. One son, Thomas, twin daughters Mrs. Mary Baily and Mrs. Martha Dautel, and his youngest daughter, Mrs. Charlotte Powell. He is also survived by four sets of grandchildren, two sisters and two brothers. He talked of heaven; the family circle united there.
Clarence was a lover of beauty. The acceptance of Christ adds beauty to personality. He could say with the Psalmist: "One thing have I desired of the Lord, that will l seek after; that I may dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, to behold the beauty of the Lord and enquire in His temple". In every charge he added a touch of beauty to the parsonage and church premises.
Clarence loved the Church. When others brought the good name of the Church into disrepute he arose to her defense. The Church incorporated his spirit and perpetuated his memory for time and eternity.
Shortly before his death he was invited to preach the Homecoming sermon in the church of his childhood. In announcing his text. "Upon this rock I will build my Church," he said: I have always wanted to preach on this declaration of Christ in Philli. " The congregation hung on to his every word. It was perhaps his finest hour in the pulpit. Moving from the pulpit desk, he stood at the altar near the spot in the little Flat Rock Church where he began his walk with his Savior. As he witnessed to his joy and assurance in serving Jesus the congregation spontaneously gathered around him and "heaven came down and crowned the mercy seat". Eyes blurred with tears as the people seemed to be looking beyond the earthly scene to that land where death never comes.
Memorial services were conducted by his District Superintendent, the Rev. Ben St Clair, and nephew. Dr. Robert F. Lundy. His body was interred in the Highland Memorial Garden, Knoxville. Words intoned by the minister linger, "Servant of God, well done."
Written by: Clyde Lundy, Brother
Holston Conference Journal - 1979
A little more than a year before his wife, Ruth, suddenly laid aside all that was mortal and claimed her immortality in that realm where there is no sunset. Clarence found it difficult to accommodate the void which her departure created. He continued his ministry, but his mind was preoccupied with the reunion that awaited him.
It is difficult to write his memoirs apart from the personal. We were double brothers-brothers in the flesh and ministerial brothers. He lived in our parsonage-home during his college days and during his days as supply pastor. In this period a father-son relationship developed. He added sunshine to the family circle. When he had his own parsonage, and later his talented wife and four fine children, our relationship was enhanced.
Clarence was admitted on trial in the Holston conference in 1936, during my incumbency on the Bluefield District. He served forty-five years the following charges: As Supply Pastor, University Avenue, Perry's Chapel, Clinton Circuit, Eastdale, Hixson, in Tennessee; Montcalm, West Virginia. As a Conference Member he pastored Tazewell Circuit, Saltville in Virginia; Ketron Memorial, Emerald Avenue, East Chattanooga, St. Paul (Etowah), Hillcrest, Oakwood, Limestone, Maynardsville, Tennessee. After retirement he supplied for seven years, serving Beth d and Hopewell.
Clarence was prominently an evangelist. He was a faithful pastor to both young and old. He stooped to the needs of little children and held the hand of the dying as they exchanged their cross for a crown. He was not a conformist, but a transformer. He believed and practiced that every person was a potential child of God. The amazing mercy of God, when believed and confessed, was a passport into abundant life. He was an exponent of the universality of the Gospel and the Witness of the Spirit in regeneration. His walk among men bore witness to a transformed life.
Clarence loved his family. He was restless when absent from the family circle and exuberant at the very thought of returning home. Four children awaited his return. One son, Thomas, twin daughters Mrs. Mary Baily and Mrs. Martha Dautel, and his youngest daughter, Mrs. Charlotte Powell. He is also survived by four sets of grandchildren, two sisters and two brothers. He talked of heaven; the family circle united there.
Clarence was a lover of beauty. The acceptance of Christ adds beauty to personality. He could say with the Psalmist: "One thing have I desired of the Lord, that will l seek after; that I may dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, to behold the beauty of the Lord and enquire in His temple". In every charge he added a touch of beauty to the parsonage and church premises.
Clarence loved the Church. When others brought the good name of the Church into disrepute he arose to her defense. The Church incorporated his spirit and perpetuated his memory for time and eternity.
Shortly before his death he was invited to preach the Homecoming sermon in the church of his childhood. In announcing his text. "Upon this rock I will build my Church," he said: I have always wanted to preach on this declaration of Christ in Philli. " The congregation hung on to his every word. It was perhaps his finest hour in the pulpit. Moving from the pulpit desk, he stood at the altar near the spot in the little Flat Rock Church where he began his walk with his Savior. As he witnessed to his joy and assurance in serving Jesus the congregation spontaneously gathered around him and "heaven came down and crowned the mercy seat". Eyes blurred with tears as the people seemed to be looking beyond the earthly scene to that land where death never comes.
Memorial services were conducted by his District Superintendent, the Rev. Ben St Clair, and nephew. Dr. Robert F. Lundy. His body was interred in the Highland Memorial Garden, Knoxville. Words intoned by the minister linger, "Servant of God, well done."
Written by: Clyde Lundy, Brother
Holston Conference Journal - 1979
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