Few of us in
Grace knew Delora Morris in her prime. To us she was one of ‘the old originals’
who had been a members of Hope Chapel, but I am one of the few privileged to have
known her in her prime.
Like myself
she was married to a minister and when we first came to live in Porthcawl I
became involved with Delora who was leading the Women’s World Day of Prayer. Though she was a Welsh speaker
herself, ‘Delora worked hard to get the Welsh to unite with us foreign English
on that special day. I admired her for that.
aderyn.’ (Sing like the birds)
It was one
of her uncles I believe who wrote this beautiful Welsh hymn. When Joel and I
were invited to preach in some of the many Welsh chapels now without ministers
I would sing this as a solo, and they would lustily join in the chorus.
Our husbands were both theologians and enjoyed many a discussion.’ He became affectionately known by fellow Christians as ‘Rightly dividing the word of truth.’ We became widows around the same time and did our best to support each other, but while Delora had her house crowded out with bardic chairs won by her grandfather, and other members of her family, God was helping me to declutter and leading me into new ministries. Several years her senior, Delora was talking about retirement homes long before I thought of such a thing and even now, believe I am here on a mission. But our hearts were in the same place and our treasure hid in heaven.
I am so
sorry that I was unable to attend the funeral of this special lady, and my
friend. She had taken me to visit her mother shortly before she died. She was
finding it so hard to cope with the thought of parting with this lovely woman
who previously would had been such a strength in her life and when I heard so
many tributes of the godly life she had lived I longed to bring my own
thanksgiving for this, another godly woman who, together with her husband had dedicated
her life to live for God, and after going through Bible college together went
straight into the ministry.
I remember
her reminiscing with Laura, our busy Pastor’s wife of her days as a young pastor’s
wife.
A programme
I enjoy is ‘Homes under the Hammer.’ Like many others I think her house,
cluttered with memories will have to be stripped bare but I do hope the
inspiration of its name will remain.
May we, like Delora, ‘sing for the glory of heaven
Like a sunbeam has swept over my heart;'
