Greetings to all in the Mighty, Precious Name of Jesus Christ, our Lord and Saviour and soon coming KING.
I will bless the LORD at all times and HIS Praise shall continually be in my mouth. My soul shall make her boast in the LORD, the humble shall hear of it and be glad. Oh magnify the LORD with me and let us exalt HIS Name together.
In good times and bad; happy times or sad, our GOD is worthy to be praised.
I have known Minister Patricia Farrell, all her life and have mostly called her Ann.
When I got the awful news on Tuesday 31st August I was shocked, devastated grief-stricken and heart-broken.
On that day, I was very undecided. The weather was cloudy and it looked like rain. I desperately wanted to finish painting two more panels of my garden fence so that I could put them down on my list of accomplishments for the week.
You see, outside of the countless other telephone calls and text messages my sister Ann and I exchanged on a daily basis, we phoned each other every Monday to give a report of what we had done or not done and what we hoped to achieve during the following week.
My weekly accounts of accomplishments were always very scanty and it was not unusual for me to have some excuse ready to tell Ann as to why I hadn't done much.
To which Ann would either give one of her hearty contagious laughs, or one of her chuckles or she would ask me if I thought I was funny, or she would ask me what I thought I was playing at, followed by a firm reminder of words such as these 'you have to work, Nell, while it is day for the night cometh when no man can work.'
Compared to my list of weekly accomplishments or more accurately non accomplishments, Minister Patricia Farrell on the other hand always provided a long, long, list of things she had done.
Her work on the Mission Field for GOD featured highly in her reports and were always extensive and impressive. They included the many people she had spoken to about Jesus, that week, her jubilance whenever she had made a new convert or had encouraged someone to continue in the faith, and she would  always share with me when her discerning spirit pointed out those who needed her help.
Our Monday evening chatting sessions which usually started around 9 p m would sometimes go on until 9 a m Tuesday morning and always ended in prayers.
We talked about everything as we watched evening turn into night and night turn into day. We shared some magnificent moments, such as, watching the deep frost of winter sparkle like diamonds on the landscape in the dead of the night. Such as, watching the breaking of dawn and many times the bird's dawn choruses alerted us to the first light of a new day.
So on Tuesday 31st of August, I was anxious to get the job of painting the garden fence done, so that I could have something big and impressive to report to my sister Ann, but every time I stepped  out into the back yard I felt rain drops. After several attempts of darting in and out of the house, I gave up trying.
In the house I felt uneasy, as if I didn't want to stay inside so I decided to take a trip to Sainsbury's to buy some bottled water. In Sainsbury's, I picked up a packet containing four bottles of water, each bottle holding two litres of water each, and put them into the trolley. I couldn't decide if they were too heavy for me to carry and that became a huge dilemma for me. Eventually, after many minutes of trying to make up my mind, I returned home minus the bottled water.
About fifteen minutes after I got home, I answered the phone and heard the words I never ever expected to hear. Suddenly! my world came crashing down leaving a void which no-one else can ever fill. Ann, my youngest sister, my Best-friend, my Go-to person, my Prayer-partner and my mother's last and favourite child was gone.
It is with a saddened heart that I remember the precious moments that made my sister Ann so unique and special to me.
In our youthful days, I was very protective of my younger sister, and fought friends and foes and all else in between, for my sister Ann's sake.
Then in our young adult years, when marriage and family came along, life's circumstances kept us apart more often than they should have done, but the roots of our love and sisterhood that had buried themselves deep below the surface of our circumstances were ready to bloom again when life became less hectic for us.
In the later years, with rekindled vigour, we embraced life with the acceptance of putting GOD first in everything and doing the best we could whether it be home or abroad.
We did a lot together; we went all over the UK, and we took many trips abroad and there were more places for us to go to on our agenda. Ann was always up for the next adventure! But GOD had other plans.
Ann, you were my Shining Star, my Go-to friend, my Prayer-partner. You were always there when I needed you. You were always there to support me, in everything I did, whenever I needed someone to be with me you would say, 'Don't worry, Big Sis, I'll be there!'
And you were! You always came!
There is not enough time, here, to go through all the things we did or to go through all the qualities you had. So in short I will just mention a few of them:

Ann, you were:
Beautiful, in mind , body and spirit; beautiful inside and out
intelligent; you could talk on a million subjects
strong-minded, determined and successful, always looking on the bright side of life. Nothing ever got you down for long. You always focused on the good and never on the bad. You were always positive. And you had a passion for the 'under-dog'.
You were a hard worker who never gave up on anything without a good fight.
You encouraged and motivated me in so many ways, my sister.
You were a straight talker: you loved discipline, order and good behaviour and you never used bad language.
You were astute, frugal and hard-working, with a humorous personality
You loved your family, immediate and extended. You were friendly to most, even strangers (in case they be angels in disguise, as you would say).
You were helpful and kind. Two people (who did not know each other) asked me the same question. They wanted to know if I would share the bond I had with you with them.

Determined and successful, my sister Ann was hooked on Jesus. She was a women of Great faith and prayed always for what she wanted and gained countless blessings from above.
One time when we were in St Kitts, we were walking along a road when Ann told me she was running out of money and she felt she didn't have enough to see her through the trip. The next thing I knew Ann picked up something from the ground and when she opened it, it was a hundred dollar note! She found something like £75. GOD provided!
Another time she said to me, Nell I'm asking GOD for a good job, one that can pays all my bills. Soon after that she told me she had secured a government job in the West Indies training Pastors. Again GOD provided!
The same thing happened when she got the job of starting off the Boy's Brigade Movement in Churches across the UK. Again GOD provided!
Ann told me she did not have a proper CV and she was head-hunted for all the powerful jobs she got.
Minister Patricia Farrell was a joyful Christian who lived in the WORD and had a solid continual prayer life. This equipped her for service - and serve she did! Everywhere she went she carried GOD with her and when she travelled alone her prayer was for GOD to send her a Christian person for her to share the journey with. And this happened on many occasions. Again GOD provided!
 Minister Patricia Farrell told me that she was under investigations because of the amount of texts messages she sent out. Most of you will know what I mean when I say 'her Word for Today messages.' I believe it was the fraud squad who investigated her because they thought she was sending out 'coded messages of a harmful nature,' because the messages were so many and they were local, national and international. Ann told the people who were investigating her that she was an Evangelist and that she was reaching out to people on behalf of the Lord Jesus Christ!
They soon left her alone to continue her work and What a well done job she did!
When GOD was going through Minister Patricia Farrell's lists of achievements there was a tick besides everyone of them with the word excellent, well done, my good and faithful servant,  inscribed next to each one of them.  
Ann fought the good fight, she finished her course, and she kept the faith.
Ann never denied Jesus and we know from 2 Timothy 2:12 He will not deny her now that this mortal life's journey has ended.
Bringing people to Jesus was my sister Ann's life mission. Her Christian work and love asked for no favours and demanded no rewards. She did what came naturally to her and she was definitely my hero!
She was a soldier in the Lord's Army and she did her job exceedingly well. Through the battles and raging storms of life Minister Patricia Farrell, my sister Ann, remained steadfast to the anchor that never fails.
 Sis, I'm really going to miss you not only because no one else is ever going to refer to me as Big Sis, ever again, as you always did, but because you were one of a kind: a rare multi-facetted Gem. A High-ranking solider on the battle field for GOD! Thank you little Sis, you have taught me much, there will always be a special place in my heart for you. I love you and I salute you!
Donnette Jones (Nell - sister)