|June 24, 1912
John C. Lockhart
One by one our friends are falling by the piercing
sword of death and passing to their eternal rewards. With an immeasurable
degree of sadness I observe the departure of one whom I loved and whose
memory I shall cherish. While pastor at Honaker I was constantly
thrown into his company-a pleasure which I enjoyed. Bro. Lockhart
was an earnest, consecrated christian. His religion was not of the
pharisacal type, the kind that only expresses itself in language, and that
with no meaning; but it was the kind that like the Alabaster box of precious
ointment broken and poured on the Savior's head, scatters its fragrance
and sweetens the earth with its perfumes. He exemplified the simple,
modest characteristics of christianity in daily life and lived as if every
day was the last. He served his country acceptably in strife that
baptised a nation in its own blood and also contributed to the triumphal
of the banner of Jesus Christ. Death has silenced his voice, no more
still we see his kindly bearings and saintly steppings until we chance
to meet on heaven's chrystalized pavement.
To his children he has left an immortal heritage.
His influence will abide forever. My blessings abound for those who
are bowed down in grief.