Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Thanking God for Pastor Carl Guiney

A tribute from Rev. Aeron Morgan

I feel that I must write this simple and heartfelt tribute in respect of my dear friend and fellow minister of the Gospel, Pastor Carl Guiney. My association with him and his devoted wife Faith does not go back many years, but I do vividly recall that first time. It was in July 2000. I did have some correspondence with him previous to that (which proved to have been a providential link in the friendship that followed), but then how privileged and blessed to have been personally introduced to him and Faith by my wonderful friends, Pastor Don and June Evans. It was they who met me at the airport and took me to Mystic, to meet up with Carl and Faith, who then brought me to Woonsocket.

I will ever appreciate the generous way in which he and Faith received me into their home and hearts, and the open platform Carl extended to me to preach whenever I was in New England and able to visit. On my following visits my wife Dinah was always with me, and what a joy it was for us to come to the home and to the Church – a highlight of my visits to America was to come to Woonsocket. Ten years may not be as long a time as most of you dear people who gathered at the memorial service to celebrate his life and ministry, but sufficient time and visits through those years to endear him to my heart as a beloved brother and faithful servant of Christ. Who could forget that infectious smile of his, his cheery heart, and spiritual disposition? Times with Carl were always refreshing and edifying.

Yes, Carl Guiney was a true servant of Jesus Christ, and a faithful pastor who established a worthy testimony in Woonsocket – and for 45 years gave himself sacrificially and devotedly to the work God had called him to. He was fervent in spirit, and I admired his uncompromising stand for, and defense of, the Truth of the Gospel. He was deeply and rightly concerned with certain of the modern trends, in doctrine and practice, which have adversely affected our Pentecostal movements, taking us away from our roots. He was prepared to stand up and be counted on these issues. He sought not praise or patronage, but to please his Lord and Master to whom he knew he would ultimately be accountable. In my times of personal fellowship with him I felt something of his heart for God, for the church. And how he loved to discuss the great themes of the Bible!

Pastor Carl Guiney was a man of unquestioned integrity and uprightness, humble and selfless, loving and caring, and ever seeking to be a blessing to others. He became a dear friend to us, and being with him was always a great encouragement to me. He was always uplifting and cheering to be with. While in these more recent times he had his own physical difficulties, he was still a great blessing to be with. He was uncomplaining and uncritical, committing all things to the one whom he served with diligence and distinction. He loved the Lord Jesus with all of his heart, and he loved the Word of God. He loved to hear it preached faithfully and without compromise. He lived his life with distinction for the Master. Those who knew Carl will thank God for him, because our lives were greatly blessed and influenced by him for good. I expressed it to Faith that we wished we could have been living a little nearer to visit with him during his difficult days.

I was not able to attend the memorial service, but Dinah and I send our warmest love and condolences to you Faith, and your lovely family who also embraced us as part of it. We assure you of our prayers. Your own and greatest consolation, of course, is in knowing that Carl is with Christ. For him, nothing has ever been so sweet, so precious, so rewarding, so awesome, and so welcome. The Apostle Paul sums it up for Carl – and for each of us as believers, in Philippians 1:21-23:

  • For to me to live is Christ, and to die is gain. But if I live in the flesh, this is the fruit of my labor: yet I do not know what I shall choose. For I am in a strait betwixt two, having a desire to depart, and to be with Christ; which is far better

That is the present state of those who "with Christ," – he has never been more alive to eternal realities and rapturous communion with his Lord. He now relishes the ravishing tastes of heavenly joys, once anticipated but now enviously realised. And thank God for the hope we possess of a glorious Day soon to dawn when all things in Christ will be consummated, and all the redeemed will be together forever. May we ever be true!

Thanking God for Pastor Carl Guiney.

Pastor Aeron and Dinah Morgan
Queensland, Australia
* Posted with permission

Thursday, May 26, 2011

Dad's Obituary


Rev. Carl E. Guiney, 69, of Harris Avenue died Friday, April 29, 2011, at home surrounded by his family.

He was the husband of Faith E. (Shepherd) Guiney whom he married June 29, 1968. Born in Lafayette, Ind., he was the son of the late Earl E. and Kathryn E. (Turner) Guiney. Rev. Guiney was a 1964 graduate of Central Bible College in Springfield, Mo. He was an accomplished pianist and during his college years he was a member of the Revivaltime Radio Choir and was the manager and accompanist for the Messengers Quartet.

Rev. Guiney moved to Woonsocket in 1964 at the age of 22 to become the founding pastor of First Assembly of God Church in Woonsocket where he ministered for 45 years. In addition to his role as pastor, he held leadership positions within the Assemblies of God organization and served 15 years as an Assembly of God official for Rhode Island and southeast Massachusetts. He shared his musical gifts at area churches by playing the piano at many special events throughout his ministry.

Continuing reading...

See the article elsewhere:

Lafayette Journal & Courier

The Woonsocket Call

Holt Funeral Home (obituary, photos and condolences)


See some comments from a couple of others:

Bob Baril

Rob "Jonas" Woods


Saturday, May 14, 2011

Memorial Service


On Saturday, May 7 we had a public memorial service for Dad at the church he founded more than 45 years ago. This was a special time for the people from the church Dad founded to share their memories of Dad as their pastor and friend.

The service ended with an excerpt from this sermon of Dad's, and the congregation joining in singing Never Give Up by Fanny Crosby (led by Dad in the recording). Hearing his voice out of the church speakers made it feel like he was there.

Dad will be missed, but we know that while he is not in his body, he lives on eternally in heaven. His race is complete. His suffering has ended. He has entered into God's splendor.

Friday, May 13, 2011

Dad's Funeral


On Friday, May 6 we gathered to remember and celebrate Dad's life. There was a small group of us--our immediate family, Dad's brothers and cousins, Dad's pastor friends and a few others. It was an intimate gathering where we focused on remembering Dad as a friend and a part of the Guiney family.

Dad was buried in a historic cemetery in Woonsocket. He's within view of the first mayor of the city.

The whole day was special, and the weather was particularly nice--cool and sunny. Everything was in bloom. These were the kinds of days Dad enjoyed.

Sunday, May 01, 2011

Passing of Significant Events

This weekend has had some significant events–a royal wedding, the death of Osama Bin Laden. But, far from the international and national headlines, our family also experienced an event of significance.

At 7:30pm on April 29 our grandfather, father, husband and friend Carl Guiney, passed away three years after being diagnosed with a terminal brain tumor. Throughout the day, we spent time sharing memories and praying with him and singing old songs he knows. Dad was with mom and all his children (one via skype) when he passed on to eternity. As we prayed with my dad during his final day and final minutes, I imagined Jesus sitting by his bed, comforting him and inviting him home to heaven.

We are still processing, and I imagine that we will be processing this for quite some time.

He was only given 12-18 months to live when he was diagnosed with a brain tumor in 2008. Hearing the diagnosis was devastating. Dad encouraged us always to trust God, trust in his will, trust in his timing. God is his providence knew the journey ahead. Dad lived 3 years–he was in the 1% that live beyond the usual 12-18 time frame. Dad was right, God has been teaching us a lot about trusting in him through this whole experience.

Friday, February 18, 2011

Dad turns 69


Today, Dad turned 69 years old. We had a family celebration with him. Dad was eager to get some cherries from his cake :) --you can see the missing cherries from the top of the cake in the pictures. A pile of birthday cards came to the house. Mom showed and read every one to Dad.

Tomorrow, we celebrate again with several others...with another cake...and more ice cream. No one is more deserving of two cakes!