Text from the funeral of Rita Genway, a long standing member of St Martin's Church.
Brothers and sisters, we do not want you to be uninformed about those who sleep in death, so that you do not grieve like the rest of
mankind, who have no hope. For we believe that Jesus died and rose again, and so we believe that God will bring with Jesus
those who have fallen asleep in him… Therefore encourage one another with these words.
These words,
written in Paul’s 1st letter to the Thessalonians, seem particularly
appropriate today, as we gather to celebrate and thank God for the life of a
much loved individual, whose faith in God, even in the midst of terrible
suffering, remained steadfast right up to the very end of her life.
Rita
was born in Bloxwich on the 4th November 1935, and was one of five
children. Tragically Rita’s parents
Harold and Lillian, they lost two of their children in childhood, first Iris
who died at the age of 4 from whooping cough, and then Lesley who died at the
age of 5. Rita was incredibly close to
her two remaining sisters Betty and June, who were with Rita right up to the
very end of her life.
Rita
grew up in a home where the Christian faith played a very important role. Bot her parents had a very strong faith, and
as a family they worshipped together at All Saints Church in Bloxwich.
Despite
the loss of two sibblings, Rita had a very happy childhood. During the war her father kept pigs in the
back yard, and shared everything they had.
If there was anyone in any particular need, Rita’s parents would assist
them in any way they could. This
undoubtedly greatly influenced Rita, and the kind, thoughtful and incredibly
generous person she herself became.
During
the war her parents took in many evacuees, it was therefore not uncommon for
Rita or Betty to come home at night and find a stranger sleeping in their bed.
Rita’s
parents also fostered lots of children, and so the house was always full and
always busy. Rita used to help run the
Sunday School in the local Community Centre, and she would take whatever
children were staying in her house at the time to Sunday School.
Rita
attended school in Bloxwich before transferring to Walsall Technical College
which specialised in secretarial work.
It was here that she met Ron Gittins who has been a lifelong friend, to
both Rita and Ray, and lives only a few doors down from them on Daisy Bank
Crescent.
After
leaving school she went to do secretarial work in the Walsall Town Clerk's
Office. Here she met Shirley York, who
became another lifelong friend, and also godmother to Rita and Ray’s daughters
Elaine and Nicola. Rita left the town
clerk's office when expecting Elaine.
She
returned to paid employment some years later, after her friend June invited Rita
to accompany her on a catering course that was being run at Walsall
College. As a result of this course,
Rita was offered a job as head cook at Park Hall Infant School. Everything was cooked from scratch, and it
was Rita’s responsibility to draw up the menu, and supervise the cooking. She would often go into school on a Sunday
afternoon in order to start preparing the meals for the week ahead.
For
the past 51 years Rita has been married to Ray, and throughout that time they
have been inseparable. They met outside
the Express & Star Office in Wolverhampton.
Ray was on his way to Queen's Dance Hall with a group of friends, and
Rita had been invited by one of the group to join them. That was in May 1961, and the following year,
on the 24th November 1962 they got
married
at All Saints Church.
Rita
and Ray were incredibly close, and although they’ve faced lots of challenges
along the way battling ill health, there love and devotion to one another has
been evident for all to see. Rita was a magnificent
wife.
In
1965 Elaine who was born, followed by Nicola in 1969. Of the many special memories Elaine and
Nicola have of their mother, include the two week annual vacation by the
seaside, where Rita would build a sand car which the girls would then pretend
to drive. The other abiding memory was the wonderful smells wafting down the
street that would greet them as they returned home from school. When Elaine was young, Rita used to accompany
her to many different dance festivals
On
the way into Rita and Ray’s house is a sign which reads ‘Grandmas Babysitting
Service Little people always welcome, services include, meals, lessons,
entertainment and lots of hugs.’ It was
an apt sign to have, for Rita’s three grandchildren, Isabell, who called her
Grand Moo Moo, a name she came up with as a small child, and Matthew and Nathan,
who knew her as Grandma.
When
Nicola went back to work after having Matthew, Rita and Ray looked after
Matthew a great deal.
Rita
was incredibly creative, and used to come up with wonderful ideas of how to entertain
the grandchildren. She collected endless
supplies of boxes for Matthew and Nathan to play with, and out of them Rita
would construct boats, ships, and castles.
She also shared her love of baking with them, making cakes
together. And the boys loved Grandma’s
spaghetti bolognaise.
Rita
also helped Isabell to make mammoth greetings card, which she could take back
with her to America, and also taught Isabell how to make scones.
No
matter how ill she was, Rita, was always delighted to see her grandchildren and
would often talk about them.
Amongst
Rita’s other interests, she loved watching football, and supported Liverpool
FC. She only ever visited the city of
Liverpool once, but supported the football club because she liked the way they
played, and she remained a loyal supporter, even when they weren’t doing so
well. Rita would also go with Ray to
watch Walsall play.
She
also liked to visit National Trust properties, and was a keen gardener, and
liked to visit garden centers for a cup of tea.
In
1996 Elaine & Rob emigrated to the United States, and Rita and Ray have
visited them on several occasions.
Rita
has suffered a lot of ill health over her life.
But she was a fighter, and no matter how ill she was, would always say,
“There are other people worse off than me.”
Rita
drew immense strength from her faith in God, which has been central to her
life. Even in the most difficult of
times, Rita knew that God has with her.
In 1963 Ray and Rita moved to Daisy Bank Crescent, and since that time
have been members of St Martin’s Church.
St Martin’s was a huge part of her life.
She was involved in the home groups, flower arranging, and the mother
and toddler group when her own children were young. She threw herself into anything that was
going on, and she and Ray became much loved members of the church family.
Of
the many cards Ray has received following Rita’s death, they all mention how
faithful and good Rita was, this is a testament of Rita’s faith in God, and how
she touched so many lives.
One
of Rita’s priced possessions was a small holding cross, which she always kept
with her. When in hospital, or really
suffering, she would hold on to that cross, both as a form of prayer, but also
as a sign of holding on to God, and the knowledge the even in the darkest of
times, God holds on to us.
It
reminded me of the words of the hymn ‘The Old Rugged Cross’. ‘So I’ll cherish the old rugged cross, till
my trophies at last I lay down; I will cling to the old rugged cross, and
exchange it some day for a crown.’
Over
the last few months, when we knew Rita’s cancer had spread, and that there was
nothing more the doctors could do for her, we talked about the hope that we
share in Christ, and the crown that we would inherit.
This
is why our reading from Revelation 21 was chosen, because it talks about the
promise of new life to come that is found in Jesus Christ. Rita in this life suffered a lot, and
although she was determined to carry on fighting her illness, so she could
spend as much time as possible with her family, she knew that when she died she
would be going home to God, going to a place where suffering and pain would be
no more.
Revelation
21 talks about the new heaven and new earth and promises us that God will ‘make his home among his people. He will wipe all tears from their eyes,
and there will be no more death, suffering, crying, or pain. These things of
the past are gone forever.’
This is possible
because of the victory that Christ won for us on the cross. We have just celebrated the birth of
Jesus. In the Gospel of John, Jesus
himself tells us why he came. “For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have
eternal life.” (John 3:16). It is
because of Jesus’ death on the cross, and his resurrection that Rita had hope
in the face of death, and why we too can also share in that hope.
That is why for the Christian Death is not
extinguishing the light; it is only putting out the lamp because the dawn has
come.
As
a child I loved reading the Narnia books by CS Lewis. In the Last Battle, the final book of the
series, CS Lewis has this wonderful description of what heaven is like. He writes “The term is over: the holidays have begun.
The dream is ended: this is the morning…. All
their life in this world and all their adventures had only been the cover and
the title page: now at last they were beginning Chapter One of the Great Story
which no one on earth has read: which goes on for ever: in which every chapter
is better than the one before.”
It
is for this reason, that Paul was able to write ’do
not grieve like the rest of mankind, who have no hope.’ Because of Jesus, and the victory he has won for us, there is
hope, even in the face of death. Hope of the new life to come.
Today as we celebrate
Rita’s life, we celebrate also the victory Christ won for us. At the end of this service we will sing that
great hymn of praise which reminds us of the victory over death that is ours in
Christ.
Thine be the glory, risen, conquering
Son;
endless is the victory, thou o'er death hast won;
angels in bright raiment rolled the stone away,
kept the folded grave clothes where thy body lay.
Lo! Jesus meets us, risen from the tomb;
Lovingly he greets us, scatters fear and gloom;
let the Church with gladness, hymns of triumph sing;
for her Lord now liveth, death hath lost its sting.
endless is the victory, thou o'er death hast won;
angels in bright raiment rolled the stone away,
kept the folded grave clothes where thy body lay.
Lo! Jesus meets us, risen from the tomb;
Lovingly he greets us, scatters fear and gloom;
let the Church with gladness, hymns of triumph sing;
for her Lord now liveth, death hath lost its sting.
No more we doubt thee, glorious Prince of life;
life is naught without thee; aid us in our strife;
make us more than conquerors, through thy deathless love:
bring us safe through Jordan to thy home above.