Service Information Joyce A. Dewey |
Visitation: Sunday, July 21, from 2 - 4 pm at Stroo Funeral Home and Monday July 22, at Stroo Funeral Home, prior to the service from 10 - 11 am Service: 11 am Monday, July 22, at Stroo Funeral Home, 1095 68th St. SE Cemetery: Elmwood Memorials: Mel Trotter Ministries, 225 Commerce Avenue SW, Grand Rapids, MI 49503 https://www.meltrotter.org/ or to a charity of your choice |
Joyce A. (Jager) Dewey, age 89, of Wayland, entered her heavenly home on Wednesday, July 17, 2024. Joyce and her husband, Jack, shared nearly 71 years of marriage and built a happy home together. She enjoyed butterscotch candies, traveling, and listening to Gaither Music. She was preceded in death by her son, Brian; and three brothers, William, James, and David Jager. Joyce will be lovingly remembered by her husband, Jack A. Dewey; children, Cynthia (Dale) Siekman, Pamela (Ken) Gibson, Douglas (Valerie) Dewey; 12 grandchildren; 18 great grandchildren; four great-great grandchildren; special niece, Valerie (Dale) Harrison; and many other beloved nieces and nephews. The family will greet visitors on Sunday, July 21, from 2 - 4 at Stroo Funeral Home; and Monday, July 22, from 10 - 11 am at Stroo Funeral Home where the funeral service will begin at 11 am. Pastor Mike Hasper will officiate. Interment will be in Elmwood Cemetery. Memorial contributions may be made to Mel Trotter Ministries or to a mission of your choice.
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STROO FUNERAL HOME
1095 68TH ST SE
GRAND RAPIDS, MI 49508
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Praying for you all to find comfort in knowing that Joyce is safe and secure with our Lord Jesus, though the sorrow is great.
We love you all.
"When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say,
It is well, it is well with my soul.
It is well with my soul,
It is well, it is well with my soul.
Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control,
That Christ hath regarded my helpless estate,
And hath shed His own blood for my soul.
My sin—oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!—
My sin, not in part but the whole,
Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!"