In the words of a renowned poet, “God’s finger touched him, and he slept.” A legacy of sainthood has been bequeathed to us as a result of the transitioning of Bishop Lawrence. In addition to being a spiritual leader, Pastor, Man of God husband and parent of two siblings (Welton and Mae who he loved beyond measure), he was indeed a saint. During the Winter break of 1961 while attending Morehouse College, Bishop Lawrence extended an invitation to me to come minister in Detroit on my journey from Supt T Harris church in Flint on Lippincott Blvd. This was the beginning of a life- long friendship. I was with him when he bought his first Cadillac limousine in 1975. A decade later he invited me to use the first level of his house to rest for a week. He and his wife were consummate host. There I encountered the human side as we went fishing on Lake Michigan with the chairman of his deacon board who admonished me that : “the pastor doesn’t like for anyone to catch a fish before him.” I remarked, “that is his problem.” I caught the first fish while practicing how to cast the reel with no bait. He was one of the most friendliest, unpretentious, loving human being I have ever met. He was the co-efficient of consistency. His example appeared to have been of such that his works will “praise him in the gates.” He was one of a kind.
It was his authentic smile that was so distinguishing. and therapeutic for anyone who needed a lift. He loved his church and was content to shepherd the people of God with a high quality of leadership. I honestly believe he had a non-stop flight to glory on his departure. In the words of Paul the Apostle, “to be absent from the body is to be present with the Lord.”
My wife, Phyllis Marie and my sons join me in prayer for your family and the People of God. We say Sweet Shalom
Dr. Leonard Lovett