Birth date: Jan 30, 1926 Death date: Dec 7, 2017
Goldie Lewis (1926-2017) Goldie Arvetta Lewis, 91, of Tacoma Washington died December 7th of an aneurism. That morning she was doing what she loved: playing her piano, fixing lunch, and baking her special healthy cookies with her Read Obituary
SOME OF GOLDIE'S LATEST POEMS
Life is a Mystery
We walk around this circle of life, hiding, thinking and being. Wondering what it’s all about; trying not to doubt.
Our journey is to find, a purpose of why we are here. To seek answers and eager to explore, learn and to hear more.
Our thoughts and dreams answers what we seek, sometime a mystery but quite unique.
The Bible, art and music can also help us with our problems we face, always with God’s grace.
“We thank you God for this wonderful gift of life and the promise of eternal life.” We claim it and hold it dear without the fear, we persevere. Goldie Lewis 2016
Universal Plan
When this glorious morning smiles on the world among the trees, hills, forest and flowers as poetry, prose or more of a verse to intersperse and converse. With various styles and praise in our thoughts to our great maker to honor and appease as to please. As the moon circles the earth and all nine planets orbit the sun to attain and explain the fall of man in God’s plan, for every man. The fall of man can be regained with God’s word full of grace, truth and forgiveness. We shall be glad of this, with much bliss. It’s as a fountain of light from above, reflecting love and care that He has always shared. Goldie Lewis (Undated but found in same section of 2016 poems)
Visionary
I have a vision from the Lord, seeing the earth and sky, even the universe itself, with stars, planets, galaxies and all, even the different shapes of trees growing so tall.
My vision of Mt. Rainier is like natures throne. It’s a wonderland with a historical record to write down.
Forest and streams, wild flowers with beauty all around, with different glowing colors of the sky.
Think of all the blessings we have you and I! This is a spiritual vision of what’s to come and a sea of inspiration to everyone. Goldie Lewis 10-2017 (Two months before her death!)
I remember bits and pieces as far back as a very young boy, my older brother Eric Brown (who passed away in 2002), and I would walk to grandma and grandpa's house (about 6 blocks from where we grew up), to hang out. I must have been around 7 years old at the time, and as clear as day remember grandma shutting the blinds and curtains and we would watch suspenseful/psychological, scary movies together as we would all get a kick out of getting spooked. I also remember my wild imagination, telling each other scary stories as we made them up on the spot, trying really hard to scare each other, and grandma pressing the button for "thunder" on her organ as I would go run and hide. My brother, grandparents, and mom all taught me at such a young age the importance of being close with family and to never lose touch with them. As I am an adult, I have carried all those traits with me and am always learning and progressing through life, hoping and praying that I am doing the right thing, making the ones who have passed on before me, as well as the present, "happy." My brother was my best friend, protector, bull-dog to anybody who ever wanted to harm me/bully me, at the same time could crack a joke about anything at any given time. My grandmother also shared much humor, and was my healer, protector, comforter, and much much more, which is where my mom learned how to be such a good parent. My brother learned many good qualities from our uncle (Jim, who also passed away in 2000.) I know they are both looking after and guiding grandma through a much beautiful place than here on Earth where there is no sickness, suffering, war, hate, death, and the many evils of the world, as they shower us with serenity and peace knowing that they are all forever with us, guiding us. We cannot stay sad and depressed as we all live in their names, their spirits, their presence, and we must understand that God has a purpose for everything. We will all see each other again, only this next time will be well worth the wait.
Goldie and Mel with Roger and Nancy were in our home for a Christmas dinner a couple of years ago..I was amazed how peaceful she was and very, very sweet. Her husband Mel...and fine example of a loving husband and father. Nancy has been well raised and loved immeasurable...and it shows. It will be an honor to attend her memorial.
I remember bits and pieces as far back as a very young boy, my older brother Eric Brown (who passed away in 2002), and I would walk to grandma and grandpa's house (about 6 blocks from where we grew up), to hang out. I must have been around 7 years old at the time, and as clear as day remember grandma shutting the blinds and curtains and we would watch suspenseful/psychological, scary movies together as we would all get a kick out of getting spooked. I also remember my wild imagination, telling each other scary stories as we made them up on the spot, trying really hard to scare each other, and grandma pressing the button for "thunder" on her organ as I would go run and hide. My brother, grandparents, and mom all taught me at such a young age the importance of being close with family and to never lose touch with them. As I am an adult, I have carried all those traits with me and am always learning and progressing through life, hoping and praying that I am doing the right thing, making the ones who have passed on before me, as well as the present, "happy." My brother was my best friend, protector, bull-dog to anybody who ever wanted to harm me/bully me, at the same time could crack a joke about anything at any given time. My grandmother also shared much humor, and was my healer, protector, comforter, and much much more, which is where my mom learned how to be such a good parent. My brother learned many good qualities from our uncle (Jim, who also passed away in 2000.) I know they are both looking after and guiding grandma through a much beautiful place than here on Earth where there is no sickness, suffering, war, hate, death, and the many evils of the world, as they shower us with serenity and peace knowing that they are all forever with us, guiding us. We cannot stay sad and depressed as we all live in their names, their spirits, their presence, and we must understand that God has a purpose for everything. We will all see each other again, only this next time will be well worth the wait.
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Roger and Nancy Schauble have lost a dearly loved family member a week ago. Goldie always had a smile of love and devotion for God. Goldie also had such peace beyond all understanding like I have not experienced around many people. It is such sweet sorrow to know that God called her home so quickly. Dear Lord, please comfort and bless those of us that will miss Goldie. In Jesus Name, Amen. We thank You Lord for Goldie.
Sampling of music written by Goldie Lewis
(Compiled by “son-in-love” Roger)
The Everlasting Blues
Sept. ‘17—she labeled as a “blues” song (with musical score)
Woke up early morning, feeling low and blue, this is true. My head in a spin, feeling all in with the everlasting blues. Life is fading all too fast, now and of the past. Here I go don’t you know? This is the everlasting blues.
Poems
Rain Of Goodbye
Oct. ’92—she labeled as a “goodbyes” song (with musical score)
Misty clouds up above. Like the end of our love. Like the weep of a sigh—walk with the rain of goodbye. I know my heart is true. I know it’s calling you. Like the sea in the night—walk in the rain of goodbye. Always, we thought our love could be always. Now you said it well, I can really tell now—misty cloud up above—like the end of our love—like the weep of a sigh—walk in the rain of goodbye.
Afterglow
July ’93—she labeled as a “love” song (with musical score)
Our love is for real. This is how I feel. It is like a flame, in the afterglow. My life will be yours. I still love you so. Like the magic sea, in the afterglow. I have loved you then, as I love you now. Like a sunset growing so bright, just before the night. Our love is for real. This is how I feel. It is like a flame, in the afterglow.
Dancing To The Beat Of The Band
July ’88—she labeled as a “dancing” song (with musical score)
[NOTE I also found a picture of a dance scene from the movie The Titanic with a poem behind it. Obviously, the picture inspired the poem; the poem later was developed into this song.]
Dancing to the beat of the band, oh, this feeling that I get is grand. Dancing feet meet, it is such a treat. Dancing to the beat of the band. For in dancing rhymes are not blue. Keeps you dancing nightly that is true. Our romance
began and we did so well, cha cha dancing to the beat of the band. You can start the beat. Tapping with your feet. You can start the band to play tonight. It is wild and sweet, baby, what a treat. Now we have our music everywhere. Hear the drumbeat 2 plus 2 make four. When you hear this beat you still want more. You can surely choose and you’ll never lose. Dancing to the beat of the band.
Music of the waves
2017—she labeled as a “beaches” song (with musical score)
The music of the wave, the whistling wind, with the flow of an endless motion. The pulse of life, swelling collapsing the waves never end. The power of motion with yearning fades and joys fulfilled. The songs are sung, the poems are read. The journey of life is finally said.
Goldie’s Favorite Quotations
“Poetry is the music of thought, conveyed to us in the music of language.”
“Music adds color to the palette of consciousness.”
Prayerize, picturize, actualize
“Empty pockets never held anyone back. Only empty heads and empty hearts can do that.”
God’s Promise
“God didn’t promise days without pain, laughter without sorrow or sun without rain. But God did promise strength for the day, comfort for the tears, and a light for the way, and for all who believe, in His kingdom above, He answers their faith with everlasting love.”
Goldie’s Bible Highlighting
NOTE Goldie had a variety of Bibles. The one she seemed to highlight—and write notes in—the most is a Good News Bible with Deuterocanonicals/Apocrypha. These are the actual words that she highlighted; her handwritten comments are shown under quoted passages, when she made them.
She’d marked up various books of the Bible. This seems to be one she enjoyed.
The Book of Romans
For we conclude that a person is put right with God only through faith, and not by doing what the Law commands. (Chapter 3, verse 28)
Now that we have been put right with God through faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ. (Chapter 5, verse 1)
And just as all people were made sinners as the result of the disobedience of one man [Goldie wrote in “Adam”], in the same way they will all be put right with God as the result of the obedience of the one man (Chapter 5, verse19)
[Goldie wrote in “Jesus—gift of righteousness for all”].
We know that in all things God works for good with those who love him, those whom he has called according to his purpose. (Chapter 8, verse 28)
For I am certain that nothing can separate us from his love: neither death nor life, neither angels nor other heavenly rulers or powers, neither present nor the future, neither the world above nor the world below—there is nothing in all creation that will ever be able to separate us from the love of God which is ours through Christ Jesus our Lord.” (Chapter 8, verses 38-39)
For Christ has brought the Law to an end, so that everyone who believes is put right with God.”
[Goldie wrote in “given righteousness to those who believe”]. (Chapter 10, verse 4)
Do not conform yourselves to the standards of this world, but let God transform you inwardly by a complete change of your mind. (Chapter 12, verse 2)
Love one another warmly as Christians, and be eager to show respect for one another. Work hard and do not be lazy. Serve the Lord with a heart full of devotion. (Chapter 12, verses10-11)
May God, the source of hope, fill you with all joy and peace by means of your faith in him, so that your hope will continue to grow by the power of the Holy Spirit. (Chapter 15, verse13)
[Goldie wrote in “believe the experience of faith. Bubble over with hope”].
