McPhail Weblog Jan 23 2022

McPhail Baptist Church

Obituary for Estella Laing

From the Ottawa Citizen

It is with great sadness and heavy hearts that we announce the passing of Estella Laing on December 22, 2021 at the Glebe Centre in Ottawa at the age of 96. A long-standing member of the McPhail Memorial Baptist Church. Beloved wife of Horatio Laing. Loving mother of Kingsley, Victor, Richard and Margaret. Adopted mother to Jennifer, Marvlett and others. She will be fondly remembered by her Sisters, Jennetta James and Mildred Vassell and Brother-in-law, Michael Barrett. Dearly missed by her grandchildren, great-grandchildren great-great-grandchildren, nieces and nephews and many other relatives in Canada, Jamaica, and USA. We have all benefited from being part of her life and we miss her immensely. A special thank you to the caregiving staff at the Glebe Centre.

Friends may pay respects at the Kelly Funeral Home - Somerset Chapel, 585 Somerset St. W., Ottawa, ON, K1R 5K1, https://www.arbormemorial.ca Thursday, January 27, 2022 from 2 to 4 and 7 to 9 p.m. Funeral Service Friday, January 28, 2022 in the Chapel at Kelly Funeral Home at 11 a.m. **Please note- for both the visitation and Funeral Service, you must call the Funeral Home at 613-235-6712 to preregister your visit as space is limited. Proof of full vaccination and photo ID must be presented for entry** For those who are unable to attend the Funeral Service, you may register to attend via livestream at https://foveo.stream/arbormemorial-kelly-somerset/estella-c-laing Interment Pinecrest Cemetery. Donations to the Canadian Diabetes Association or McPhail Memorial Baptist Church would be gratefully accepted.

Prelude: “Holy Ghost, With Light Divine”

(arr. D. Hustad)

Hymn: “Sing Praise To The Lord”

Prayer

O God, You are our rock of salvation. You are the source of strength that lifts us from the depths of our own cares and concerns. We give thanks that You set our feet upon solid ground, and give us courage to face the day. We remember that You have sent us Christ as the seal of your promise. That He went about healing and teaching in response to your will, and that He called on your name when in need.

Help us to do the same.

You are indeed a God of compassion and solace. Renew us by the testimony of your enduring indulgence, and empower us through your continuing charity. And with the hosts of those who have gone before us, may we go forth later from this place singing your praise. O God, truly You are the rock of our salvation! Amen.

Special Music: "His Eye Is On The Sparrow"

Rennatha Bernadin

The Scriptures

Psalm 8

1 O Lord, our Sovereign, how majestic is your name in all the earth! You have set your glory above the heavens. 2 Out of the mouths of babes and infants you have founded a bulwark because of your foes, to silence the enemy and the avenger.

3 When I look at your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars that you have established; 4 what are human beings that you are mindful of them, mortals that you care for them?

5 Yet you have made them a little lower than God, and crowned them with glory and honor. 6 You have given them dominion over the works of your hands; you have put all things under their feet, 7 all sheep and oxen, and also the beasts of the field, 8 the birds of the air, and the fish of the sea, whatever passes along the paths of the seas.

9 O Lord, our Sovereign, how majestic is your name in all the earth!

Hebrews 2: 6-9

But someone has testified somewhere,

“What are human beings that you are mindful of them, or mortals, that you care for them? 7 You have made them for a little while lower than the angels; you have crowned them with glory and honor, 8 subjecting all things under their feet.”

Now in subjecting all things to them, God left nothing outside their control. As it is, we do not yet see everything in subjection to them, 9 but we do see Jesus, who for a little while was made lower than the angels, now crowned with glory and honor because of the suffering of death, so that by the grace of God he might taste death for everyone.

Hymn: “I Love To Tell The Story”