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Harder, Glennie (1939-1942)
Mennonite Weekly Review obituary: 1942 Jan 22 p. 5
Birth date: 1939
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— Word was received here yesterday that the youngest son of Rev. and Mrs. Henry Harder of Enid, Okla., died at a hospital in Enid. He had been unconscious for over two weeks. Friends here are asked to pray for the parents that they might be sustained in their great sorrow. The funeral will be Friday. Mrs. Harder is a daughter of Mr. and Mrs. P. H. Klassen of Newton.
Mennonite Weekly Review obituary: 1942 Feb 26 p. 4
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Our dear Glennie Boy came to make his home with us August 111, 1939. On that beautiful morning we rejoiced over his arrival. His stay with us was a great joy and blessing. His health was good and his mental, physical, and spiritual development unusually good. He was brought to church when still a little boy. His mother would carry him in a basket and take a seat in the rear of the church. When not quite two years old he insisted on going to Sunday School. There was not very much he could bring, but what he had he gave quite willingly: Attention, reverence, and offering. For the latter he would always come to his daddy's study, holding his two little hands and say: Daddy, penny. Around the table and the family alter [sic] he took his place faithfully. His mother taught him a little prayer, but that would not satisfy him. After he had said those words he had been taught, he bowed reverently and mumbled for a brief moment. Then he lifted up his face with a smile. We feel like saying he worshipped the Father in truth and in spirit.
Little did we realize that he would be the first one of us to go unto Him who gave Him unto us. He took sick with the flue [sic] on the 21st day of December. Soon other complications set in and after 20 days of serious illness he passed away from our midst. God has done what we do so many times when we go into the garden to pick flowers. We pluck the rose that is prettiest. God took him.
"There's a home for little children
Above the bright blue sky,
Where Jesus reigns in glory:
A home of peace and joy.
No home on earth is like it
Or can with it compare
For every one is happy
Nor could be happier there."
His brothers enjoyed his company and willingly shared their toys with him. Now we shall miss him. Jesus is the friend of little children. He said: "Suffer, little children to come unto me and forbid them not, for of such is the Kingdom of heaven." We sorrow and mourn his going away, but our hope and faith is strengthened in the belief that some day God will untie us with Him.
He leaves to mourn his early departure his parents, Hanry [sic Henry] N. and Hilda Harder, two brothers: Paul and Verlin, his Grandparents, rev. & Mrs. A. H.Harder, Ontario, Canada, and Mr. and Mrs. P. H. Klassen of Newton, Kansas; one great-grandmother, Mrs. P. J. Krause, seven uncles, two aunts, and eighteen cousins and many friends. He suffered much, but now he is resting from pain and shall not know anymore sorrow or sickness. "But the dove found no rest for the sole of his (her0 foot, and he (she) returned unto him into the ark." Genesis 8.9.
Funeral services were conducted at the grace Mennonite Church with Rev. Henry Wiens, an evangelical minister, and Dr. T. H. McDowell, pastor of the First Presbyterian Church in Enid, officiating. He was laid to his final resting place in the cemetery near the New Hopedale Mennonite church in Meno, Oklahoma. The large funeral attendance and floral gifts speak of the many friends he had won in the short life he lived.
