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Geneva Scott • 1904 - 2002 Geneva Scott, 98, 315 11th Ave. SW, Apt. #4, Minot, died Friday, November 22, 2002, at her residence. Geneva Coleman Scott was born on August 28, 1904 in Shuqualak, Mississippi, to Wilson and Mattie (Mason) Coleman. At an early age she accepted Christ and was united with the Harrison Grove Baptist Church. She was united in holy matrimony to the late Ervin Scott Sr. on 11 November 1933 in Shuqualak. To that union, there were nine children born, two whom preceded her in death. In 1950, the family moved to Chicago, Illinois. Geneva moved to Minot in 1989, after the death of her husband. She was a member of the New Hope Christian Center under the leadership of Rev. Roxanne Thomas. She was a volunteer of the Retired and Senior Volunteer Program at the Parker Center and received a Certificate of Merit in May of 2002. She departed this life on 22 November 2002, in her home 315 11th Ave. SW, Minot, ND. Her parents, husband, two children and ten siblings preceded her in death. She leaves to cherish her memory, sons, Eugene "Pat"
(Maxine) Scott of Sacramento, CA, Ervin (Alma) Scott, JR, of
Chicago, ILL, James "Billy" (Luella) Scott of Minot,
ND, Edwin (Connie) Scott of Wooster, OH; daughters, Dorothy Knox
of Amarillo, TX, Ellen Robey of Chicago, IL, Bonnie (Albert)
Hale of Maywood, Il. Thirty-one grandchildren, forty-eight great
grandchildren, eighteen great-great grandchildren, and a host
of nieces and nephews, cousins and friends. Prayer Service: Friday, November 29, 2002, at 7 p.m. at Thompson-Larson Funeral Home, Minot. Burial: Rosehill Memorial Park, Minot, ND Visitation: Friday, from 1 p.m. until 6 p.m. at the Thompson-Larson Funeral Home, Minot, ND Geneva Scott I am Geneva Scott, born in Fair Hill Mississippi, later moved to Chicago where I spent the best of my years. At the age of 4, I was moved by some power beyond my knowledge. I went out to pray, I didn't have the knowledge to know what to ask for but listening to my mother's songs and prayers, "I love Jesus," my mother called me to comb my hair. She started singing this song, an old song they used to sing "Who is that yonder moving in the wind, look like Jesus moving sin," that was the prettiest song I ever heard. I wished she would sing it forever. I was weighted down with a heavy load. I was so troubled deep down in my heart; it hurt. I fell in something like a state of sleep, but I could hear my mother singing that song. I started to cry, my weight fell off, I was light. I was happy jumping and shouting everything was changed, the birds was singing, the sun was shinning so beautiful I thought I could fly. They used to have old time revival meetings the people singing and praying. In my bosom, felt like a fire burning. I turn this way and that. Oh if I had a gone I could have experienced it for the next couple of days. I am sick and all chocked up because I did not follow through. I am Geneva Scott I just wanted to tell of some experiences of me in the Spirit. Order of Service Prelude |