

The Celebration of Life for at the Church of God 7th Day Williamsfield on Sunday, August 4, 2024 at 10:00AM
OFFICIATING MINISTERS
Pastor Roy Howell
Pastor Roy Sawyers
Pastor Leighton Mullings
Pastor Dave McKenzie (Host Pastor)
The Celebration of Life for at the Church of God 7th Day Williamsfield on Sunday, August 4, 2024 at 10:00AM
OFFICIATING MINISTERS
Pastor Roy Howell
Pastor Roy Sawyers
Pastor Leighton Mullings
Pastor Dave McKenzie (Host Pastor)
Entrance of the Officiating Ministers
Opening Sentences .......................................................................
Overseer Pastor Roy Howell Church of God 7th Day
Opening Song ................................................................................. Shelter in the Time of Storm
The Lord's our rock, in Him we hide, A shelter in the time of storm;
Secure whatever ill betide, A shelter in the time of storm.
Refrain:
Oh, Jesus is a rock in a weary land, A weary land, a weary land
Oh, Jesus is a rock in a weary land, A shelter in the time of storm.
A shade by day, defense by night, A shelter in the time of storm;
No fears alarm, no foes affright, A shelter in the time of storm.
The raging storms may round us beat, A shelter in the time of storm; We'll never leave our safe retreat, A shelter in the time of storm.
O Rock divine, O Refuge dear, A shelter in the time of storm; Be Thou our helper ever near, A shelter in the time of storm.
Prayer ........................................................................................................... Pastor Dave McKenzie, Church of God 7th Day - Williamsfield
First Scripture Reading Job 19: 23-27 ..................................... Dr Delroy Dyer (Son-In-Law) Musical Item ....................................................................................Choir, Church of God 7th Day
Second Scripture Reading Psalm 90: 1-12 .......................... Schuyler Williams (Grandson)
Tributes 1. Ministerial Fraternity, Church of God 7th Day 2. Women's Ministry - Church of God 7th Day 3. Church of God 7th Day - Williamsfield
Musical Item .......................................................................................................................... Children
Tribute .............................................................................................................. Glen Stuart Primary
A BIT OF ROSE’S FRAGRANCE
Moment Of Despair
Guide me Lord from all that ache
When in Thy sheltering arms I quake
Keep me grounded less I shake
When the waves and storms do brake
In Thee, there is a hiding place
Where the enemy dear not show his face
Keep me pure and undefiled
And my lips from speaking guile
Send Thy words to give me light And inspiration from the height
Bend my knees in humble prayer
And lift my soul up from the mire
RM Williams 11 September 1983
Promises
My child I am your friend
On me you can depend
To stand and defend
And guide you to the end
When troubles surround you
And cares make you blue
Your spirit grow dim
And hopes get thin
Just remember the words I’ve spoken
On me you can depend
And I’ll guide you to the end
I am your friend
RM Williams
Offertory Hymn .........................................................................................................
Ho, my comrades, see the signal, Waving in the sky!
Reinforcements now appearing, Victory is nigh.
Refrain:
“Hold the fort, for I am coming,” Jesus signals still; Wave the answer back to heaven, “By Thy grace we will.”
See the mighty host advancing, Satan leading on,
Mighty men around us falling, Courage almost gone!
See the glorious banner waving, Hear the trumpet blow!
In our Leader’s Name we triumph Over every foe.
Fierce and long the battle rages, But our help is near, Onward comes our great Commander, Cheer, my comrades, cheer!
1. Youth Department - Church of God 7th Day
2. Mrs. Audrey Mullings (Parent)
3. Open Tribute
As I travel through this pilgrim land
There is a friend who walks with me
Leads me safely through the sinking sand
It is the Christ at Calvary
This would be my prayer, dear Lord, each day
You help me do the best I can
For I need Thy light to guide me day and night
Blessed Jesus, hold my hand
Refrain:
Jesus, hold my hand
For I need Thee every hour
Through this pilgrim land
Protect me by Thy power
Hear my feeble plea
O Lord, look down on me
When I kneel in prayer
I hope to meet You there
Blessed Jesus, hold my hand
Let me travel in the light divine
That I may see the blessed way
Keep me that I may be wholly Thine
And sing 'Redemption's Song' someday
I will be a soldier brave and true
And ever firmly take a stand
As I onward go and daily meet the foe
Blessed Jesus, hold my hand
Minister’s Remarks
Hymn ............................................................................................................
There's a land that is fairer than day
And by faith we can see it afar
For the Father waits over the way
To prepare us a dwelling place there
Refrain
In the sweet by and by We shall meet on that beautiful shore
In the sweet by and by We shall meet on that beautiful shore
Committal
We shall sing on that beautiful shore
The melodious songs of the blessed And our spirit shall sorrow no more
Not a sign for the blessing of rest
To our bountiful father above
We will offer the tribute of praise
For the glorious gift of His love And the blessings hoalow our days
Officiating Minister
Rose Planting Ceremony ............................................................................. Family and Friends
Choruses
No grave can hold my body down
No grave can hold my body down
When the trump of God shall sound
And the dead in Christ shall rise
No grave can hold my body down
When I get there
When I get there
I will sing and shout
When I get there
Hallelujah, praise ye the Lord
When I get there
Some sweet day. I’m going away
I’m going to leave this world
No more to roam
Some sweet day
When life is over
Some sweet day
I’m going away
I'm going on, right on that’s all I know
I’m going on, right on that’s all I know
I’m going on to the city
Where mansions are prepared for me
Across the bridge there’s no more sorrow
Across the bridge there’s no more pain
The sun will shine across the river
And you’ll never be unhappy again Benediction
Her parents aptly chose her name. Rose embodied love, faith, perseverance, kindness, compassion, and beauty. She was witty with a signature laugh, a sense of humor, and an ability to make people feel special. Rose was a stickler for details, valued punctuality and honesty, and had an insatiable passion for seeing boys excel.
Rose died leaving a legacy of love, her husband and life partner Roy Williams. Her four children: Debbie-Ann Williams Dyer, Jodine Williams, Witton Williams and Rickroy Williams. Her girls: Christena Pottinger, Ardeen Monteith-Williams, Nardea Drummond, Adrienne Pinnock and Terry-Ann Waite. Her boys: Kevin Lawrence, Delroy Dyer, Richard Gardiner, Jamian Sawyers and Andre Caseley. Five brothers:Lawrence Allen, Sylran Pottinger, Wycliffe Pottinger, Devon Pottinger, and Howard (Howie) Pottinger. Six sisters: Dorothy Miller, Audrey Pottinger, Janette (Benty) Pottinger-Smith, Sherrill PottingerThompson, I.Virginia (Verge) Pottinger and Althea (Ali) Pottinger. Grandchildren: Latonya Dyer, Deshawn Dyer,Schuyler Williams, and Witton O. Williams. Great Grandchildren: Andre-nae Rhoden and Lariena Brown.Her aunts, uncles, nieces, nephews, cousins, church family, school family, and a host of other relatives,friends and loved ones.
Favourite Colour: Sage Green
Favourite Scripture: Acts 16: 16 – 40 (Story of Paul and Silas)
Favourite Hymn: I Know My Heavenly Father Knows
Favourite Song: Because He Lives
Favourite Sayings: Ka-dai
Favourite Past-time: Writing and singing
Hobbies: Art and Craft, Crochet, Board Games, Computer Card Games, Knitting
Dislikes: Unpunctuality and vulgarity
Miss Rose was a humble soul who loved Christ and people. I admired that she would always find something to give to the people who visited with her, no matter how small. She also never missed an opportunity to encourage people to build a saving relationship with Christ. She was a genuine, kindhearted lover of Christ who loved and appreciated people.
She was my sister. More than a sister-in-law. Very early in our relationship, she took off the in-law and became my sister. (Sis) Auntie Rose was a motivator who patiently showed you the value of life and encouraged you to aim for the sky and go for what you wanted. She was a kind, caring advisor. A guardian admired for her strength and faith in the Lord. She would give you the last she had and then assure you the Lord will provide. Dearly loved, sadly missed.
Sister Rose was the most kind-hearted among us. She was calm and willing and always had an encouraging word for us. We have never seen her angry or talk back to Mama and Papa. Her smile and laughter were contagious, and her mannerisms were those of her sister worth emulating. She was a rare gem. God has given her ultimate relief from the miseries of this life. Now, she is at rest, awaiting the resurrection of the saints.
R esolute, responsive, resilient
O riginal
S upportive, stalwart
E nigmatic
A popular and beautiful flower in life’s garden with rare qualities, most of which will never be surpassed. She elevated the standard of the virtuous woman and created opulence in the atmosphere wherever she ventured. A testament to one’s journey through this life is the impact they have on the lives they touch.
Our brother and beautiful nieces and nephews have experienced Rose’s grace in the closest and most intimate of ways. They now provide us with glimpses of her beautiful soul through their reflections. Her incredible fragrance and legacy live on Sweet Rose.
Mrs. Rose Williams was a remarkable woman, an extraordinary educator, and a beloved mentor. As I reflect on the indelible mark she left on my life, my heart is heavy with sorrow yet filled with gratitude. She was a beacon of dedication and compassion at Glen Stuart Primary School. Her passion for teaching and unwavering commitment to her students were unparalleled. She was an "old school" teacher in the best sense of the word, embodying the values of sacrifice, perseverance, and unwavering support for her students. Whether it was providing breakfast to a hungry child or tirelessly engaging sponsors to ensure a student's academic journey could continue, Mrs. Williams was always there, ready to go above and beyond.
Our relationship extended beyond the classroom and continued into my adult life, as she served as a liaison between myself and the students she so fervently supported. Her dedication never waned; it was as if these children were her own. She was relentless in her mission, never taking no for an answer and always following up with updates on their progress. This tenacity and her quiet demeanor made her a unique and powerful force. Though gentle in speech, she was a firm disciplinarian and an unyielding advocate for her students, earning the respect and admiration of all who knew her. Mrs. Williams was approachable, relatable, and, as many of us learned, incredibly reliable.
The lessons she imparted extended far beyond the classroom. She ignited a passion within us to help others, a fire that continues to burn brightly. Her influence has added profound meaning to our lives, shaping us into the individuals we are today. As we reflect on her life, we remember her as a teacher, guide, and friend. Her labor conquered all, leaving an enduring legacy that lives on in each of us. She has touched our lives in ways words cannot fully capture, and her spirit will continue to inspire and motivate us. She will be deeply missed, but her influence will forever be felt. I am particularly thankful for the lessons, the love, and the light she brought into our lives. Her legacy will continue to shape the world through us. With most profound respect and heartfelt gratitude.
Whenever death strikes, it leaves extreme sadness and an irreplaceable void in the human heart, because bonds of love and endearment formed over the years are shattered like sand in the hourglass. Such is the sadness that engulfed my being when I learnt of the passing of the beloved Mrs. Rose Williams, my former iconic, quintessential teacher.
When the name Rose Williams is mentioned, images of the virtuous woman that the sagacious man Solomon spoke of in Proverbs 31 are conjured in the mind because her name is synonymous with descriptive terminologies such as loving, meek, compassionate, godly, industrious, wonderful, praise-worthy and magnanimous.
Mrs. Williams was a trendsetting and inspirational teacher who positively impacted the life of every student who walked the Hallowed Halls of the Renown Glen Stuart Primary School and had the privilege of being her pupil. Those of us who have been beneficiaries of her sagacity, magnanimity, and godly nature can attest to the fact that she epitomized the nobility of the teaching profession: service through excellence.
Mrs. Williams was ahead of her time in pedagogy, she understood the impact that the learning environment and teaching style had on her students, so rather that adhering to any one of the traditional teaching styles, she modeled the Hybrid, or blended format which follows an integrated approach to teaching, that blended her personality and interests with her students’ needs and curriculum-appropriate methods. That proved to be a master stroke as it made her an effective Teacher. As students we loved her classes, because they were not boring, for interspersed among the Mathematics, English etc. were poetry, arts and folklore. To this day I recall many of the poems she taught, two of my favorites being: The ABC by Spike Milligan and The Snare by James Stephen.
In an Era when teachers were feared because of the methods that were used to discipline errant students, her warm demeanor endeared her to us. She commanded respect not by fear, but with love. I can’t remember her spanking a student.
Having analyzed the life of Mrs. Rose Williams I’ve concluded without fear of being contradicted that hers was a life lived to the honor and glory of God. She gave her all in the classroom, educating the next generation of teachers, doctors, scientists, etc. I’m of the opinion that she lived by the Maxim found in the Prayer of St. Francis of Assisi
Lord, make me an instrument of thy peace. Where there is hatred, let me sow love; Where there is injury, pardon; Where there is doubt, faith; Where there is despair, hope; Where there is darkness, light; Where there is sadness, joy.
O divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek To be consoled as to console, To be understood as to understand, To be loved as to love; For it is in giving that we receive; It is in pardoning that we are pardoned; It is in dying to self that we are born to eternal life.
Earthly monarchs may not have known the name Rose Williams; however, she was known by the many students whose lives she touched and transformed, her colleagues who respected her, and her God, the King of Kings who has written her name in the Book of Life.
Mrs. Williams has “Fought the good fight; she has kept the faith.” Therefore, a crown of life is awaiting her.
She existed not only as a person but as a sensation. She was the literal embodiment of comfort and serenity. To come to her meant that you left in peace. Your thoughts collected, your inner storms calmed.
She was grounded and not easily ruffled. The evidence of such would be clear as my visits to her classroom left me in awe. Her students were always quiet and always studious, which every parent and teacher should know is difficult to attain.
To know her was a privilege, and to lose her is a great pain. I’m sure we will all miss her presence, but I hope to embody that level of calm she always helped me feel. The memories of Rose Williams will always be etched in my heart.
Veronica Strandberg, Friend & Insurance Agent
Mrs. Rose Williams and I worked together at the Glen Stuart Primary School from 1986 until I retired as principal. She was one of the first teachers with whom I interacted. Mrs. Williams was a very committed, creative, and forthright team member who maintained a calm demeanor even under the most stressful situations. She was not just my colleague but my trusted friend who integrated me into her close family network. She genuinely loved people and was always interested in seeing them succeed. Miss Rose, as I called her, was an educator per excellence. She will be greatly missed, but the legacy of her wisdom will live on.
Wilburn Barton JP, Retired Principal
Church to Hearse
Roy Williams (Husband)
Witton Williams (Son)
Rickroy Williams (Son)
Richard Gardiner (Son)
Andre Caseley (Son)
Schuyler Williams (Grandson)
Hearse to Grave
Sylran Pottinger (Brother)
Devon Pottinger (Brother)
Walford Williams (Brother)
Clive Mortley (Nephew)
Paul McLeod (Nephew)
John McLeod (Nephew)
876-966-4841 Email: dbentfunhome@yahoo.com
(876) 318-4071
The family of the late Rose Marie Pottinger Williams would like to express sincere gratitude to the doctors, nurses, caregivers, and medical facilities for their unwavering support, expertise, care, and compassion during her illness. We would also like to thank her colleagues, past students, and church family for journeying with us, primarily through this period of grief and bereavement. We thank you for your gestures of sympathy, prayers, visits, flowers, messages, shoutouts, and beautiful memories shared with us in person and on social media. We appreciate those of
you who have continuously gone the extra mile and were comforted as you stood in solidarity with us as we sought to navigate this new normal. You gave our Rose your love, time, and attention; you will always hold a special place in our hearts. Special thanks to Bent’s Funeral Home for their patience, kindness, and services rendered. Finally, we thank you for your presence here today and crave your continued prayers as we seek to live on without the matriarch of our family. May God’s continued blessings be upon you all.
Rose’s Family