Sarah Kulp Brenneman

Sarah Godshalk, daughter of Jacob Godshalk & his wife Elizabeth Kulp Godshalk

Married 1850 Jacob Brenneman, son of Peter Brenneman & his wife Barbara Baer Brenneman

Children 1 Andrew Jackson "A J" Brenneman b 1851 2 Elizabeth Brenneman Martin b 1853 3 John Brenneman b 1855 4 Susanna Brenneman Neff b 1856 5 Lydia Brenneman Rider b 1858 6 Mary Brenneman Rodegeb b 1861 7 Benjamin F Brenneman b 1864 8 Sophia B Brenneman b 1866 9 Salome Brenneman Overholt b 1868 10 Peter J Brenneman b 1870 11 Cornelius S Brenneman b 1872

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Sarah Brenneman - was a faithful, zealous and devoted member of the Mennonite Church for many years. Her place in the congregation was seldom vacant; she will be greatly missed in the church and neighborhood, as well as in her own family circle. May God help us to imitate this pious devoted sister. She was always ready to give wise counsel and friendly admonitions to all around her.

But now what a change! When we go to the mother's house, we behold the father sad and lonely; the place formerly occupied by mother is vacant; those smiles and expressions of welcome are seen no more. Those blessed eyes, that were always ready to look upon our wants, are closed forever; those hands, which were always ready to administer to our wants, are now motionless. That tongue, that was wont to give us the wisest counsel, is now silent in death, and we are made to feel sad.

We hope and believe our loss is her gain, and while we drop the tear of friendship we are not as those who sorrow without hope. We believe she is gone to strike glad hands with the loved ones gone before. Let us all try to be prepared to meet her in heaven.

Dear companion, how we miss thee, Since thy voice we hear no more; Yet we hope we soon shall meet thee, Over on the other shore.

Dearest mother, how we miss thee, For a voice we loved, is stilled, And a place is vacant in our home Which never can be filled.

Mother dear, we all do miss thee, Thou hast gone from us away, To rejoice with thy dear Savior, In the realms of endless day.

Dearest sister, though we miss thee, We could wish thee here no more, From earth's cares, and toils, and sorrow, Thou art free forever more.

We'll not murmur though we miss thee, Rest thee now from all thy care; Soon we hope with wings celestial, To be borne thy joys to share.

Yes dear sister, we hope to meet thee, When the day of life is fled, Then in heaven with joy we'll greet thee, Where no farewell tear is shed.

Catherine R Good, Wakarusa, Ind

Herald of Truth Vol XXI, No 7 1 April 1884

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Sarah Godshalk Brenneman, daughter of Jacob Godshalk & his wife Elizabeth Kulp Godshalk

Married 1850 Jacob Brenneman, son of Peter Brenneman & his wife Barbara Baer Brenneman

Children 1 Andrew Jackson "A J" Brenneman b 1851
2 Elizabeth Brenneman Martin b 1853
3 John Brenneman b 1855
4 Susanna Brenneman Neff b 1856
5 Lydia Brenneman Rider b 1858
6 Mary Brenneman Rodegeb b 1861
7 Benjamin F Brenneman b 1864
8 Sophia B Brenneman b 1866
9 Salome Brenneman Overholt b 1868
10 Peter J Brenneman b 1870
11 Cornelius S Brenneman b 1872

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Sarah Brenneman - was a faithful, zealous and devoted member of the Mennonite Church for many years. Her place in the congregation was seldom vacant; she will be greatly missed in the church and neighborhood, as well as in her own family circle. May God help us to imitate this pious devoted sister. She was always ready to give wise counsel and friendly admonitions to all around her.

But now what a change! When we go to the mother's house, we behold the father sad and lonely; the place formerly occupied by mother is vacant; those smiles and expressions of welcome are seen no more. Those blessed eyes, that were always ready to look upon our wants, are closed forever; those hands, which were always ready to administer to our wants, are now motionless. That tongue, that was wont to give us the wisest counsel, is now silent in death, and we are made to feel sad.

We hope and believe our loss is her gain, and while we drop the tear of friendship we are not as those who sorrow without hope. We believe she is gone to strike glad hands with the loved ones gone before. Let us all try to be prepared to meet her in heaven.

Dear companion, how we miss thee, Since thy voice we hear no more;
Yet we hope we soon shall meet thee,
Over on the other shore.

Dearest mother, how we miss thee,
For a voice we loved, is stilled,
And a place is vacant in our home
Which never can be filled.

Mother dear, we all do miss thee,
Thou hast gone from us away,
To rejoice with thy dear Savior,
In the realms of endless day.

Dearest sister, though we miss thee,
We could wish thee here no more,
From earth's cares, and toils, and sorrow,
Thou art free forever more.

We'll not murmur though we miss thee,
Rest thee now from all thy care;
Soon we hope with wings celestial,
To be borne thy joys to share.

Yes dear sister, we hope to meet thee,
When the day of life is fled,
Then in heaven with joy we'll greet thee,
Where no farewell tear is shed.

Catherine R Good, Wakarusa, Ind

Herald of Truth
Vol XXI, No 7
1 April 1884

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