It has
already been a long hard winter.
The hills
are barren. The wind is cold.
The creatures of nature
search for morsels of food. The
shadows are long. The
joys of life are far away.
Things will never be the
same again and we are so sad. But in
the paradise of
God another soldier has seen glory. No
clouds, no rain, no sickness
and no pain.
Arnold Jent
was born into the home of the late
Wiley and Tallie
Gayhart Jent on November 27, 1918. He
passed from this life on
December 20, 2004 at his residence.
His 86 years and 23 days were
filled with that which makes a family
proud.
Arnold was a
hard working man. His way was a
true and genuine
way. He was a quiet man, but when he
spoke wisdom came forth.
Arnold first married Faye Smith and to
this union Brenda was
born. After Faye went to be with
Jesus, Arnold married Irene Fields
Caudill. “Arnold and Irene” had that
special ring of happiness.
Arnold was not only a father to Brenda
but to all of Irene’s children,
the grandchildren and in-laws as well
as neighbors and friends.
In September, 1974 Arnold told how he
got in trouble over his
sins, how he prayed and how the Lord
saved his soul. He joined the
Little Dove Church and was baptized in
October. In April, 1998 he
brought his membership to the Mount
Olivet Church. He loved the
Lord and served his church until the
end.
Arnold is
survived by Irene, his wife of 27
years; 1 daughter,
Brenda and husband, Charles Gibson;
and 3 grandchildren, Scott
Gibson, Brett Gibson, and Matt Gibson.
He is also survived by
stepchildren:
Ronney and wife, Mary Caudill, and
Debbie and husband,
Buck Adams, as well as 4 step
grandchildren, Janet Ridener, Emily
Adams, David Combs and Benjie Caudill,
and 3 step great grandchildren,
Ethan Combs, Haley Ridener, and
Stephanie Caudill.
Arnold is
also survived by 1 brother, Cleo
Jent, and 2 sisters, Jo
Reynolds and Louise Miller. He was
preceded in death by 1 step
daughter, Linda Combs.
Arnold leaves
behind two of the best of
friends, Devon and Allie
Slone. Their love and support, whether
day or night, was admired by
all.
The steps of
a good man are ordered of the
Lord, that good man
walks uprightly before the Lord and
before his neighbors. He reaches
forth His hands to the needy. His
doors are open to those that love the
Lord. He is gentle and he is genuine.
We will miss
his sweet smile and his Christian
humor. We will
miss his steady hand and wise council.
But, let us long remember
that his works are not dead. Surely
they will follow after him. His
life was about one message-meet me in
Heaven some day.
I miss Arnold, but I know he is better
off and out of his suffering.
What I miss about him most was his
kidding. He was in the hospital
and Dr. Murad came in, Arnold got out
of bed and saluted him. It got
the doctor so bad it took him a few
minutes to salute him back. Brother
Howard came in, I didn’t see Arnold
wink at Howard, Arnold looked
at me and told me he didn’t know him.
Then a few minutes later he
started grinning.
God saw that
Arnold was getting tired and a
cure was not to be.
So, he put his arms around Arnold and
whispered, “Come with me.”
With tearful eyes we watched him
suffer and saw him fade away.
Although we love him dearly, we could
not make him stay. A heart
stopped beating; hard working hands to
rest. God broke our hearts to
prove to us that He only takes the
best.
Written by
Irene Jent.
Papaw was a great papaw to me. He was
the best papaw in the
world. I will always remember papaw.
He nicknamed me Darthulee.
Your
granddaughter, Emily.
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