In Loving Memory of Bill Trueblood
Bill was more than a brother—he was a friend, a teacher, a protector, and at times even a challenger—but most of all, he was a mentor who helped lead me to the Lord Jesus Christ. He gave me my first Bible on January 25th, a precious gift that, though worn and falling apart from years of use, I still hold close to my heart.
One of my fondest memories of Bill takes me back to our childhood. During a heavy snowstorm, we built a snowman together—dressed it in suspenders, pants, boots, a scarf, and a hat—and placed a shovel in its hand. We stood proudly beside it, imitating our creation for a photo that later became a Christmas card decorated with hand-cut paper snowflakes on royal blue cardstock for our loving family and friends. The power had gone out, but the fire burned bright that day—just like the warmth Bill always brought into our lives.
Bill had a great heart and a gentle spirit. Though not perfect, his love for others and his faith in the Lord were pure and unwavering. He took many under his wing, always offering kindness and guidance rooted in his love for Christ.
On the morning I learned that Bill had gone home to be with Jesus, I heard his voice in my sleep saying, “Please tell Nathan to wash and come clean.” I believe this was God’s way of using Bill’s life—and his passing—to remind us all of the call to be cleansed and renewed by the blood of Jesus Christ, our Lord and Savior.
Bill’s life was a reflection of God’s grace, and his legacy continues to shine through all those he loved and inspired. Though we mourn his passing, we rejoice knowing he now rests in the glorious light of God’s love and I will absolutely see him again, so although I grieve, it is not as the “rest” of mankind, for through Jesus Christ there is life eternal.
From his loving sister
Jayne Trueblood