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From Terry Meisinger

Shared by Lina Meisinger on April 3, 2019

Dear Sandy and Family


     During our childhood, my brother George was a father figure to me.  Our step dad was very enthusiastic with his discipline.   At around age 6 I still remember cowering in the corner when dad went on one of his rampage's and my big brother George holding his arm around me until the tempest calmed down.
     When I was older, George attended my basketball and football games and always supported and encouraged me. At around age 13 while leaving basketball practice, an evangelist [Jimmy Johnson] was preparing the basketball court for an evangelistic meeting.  I stayed for the meeting.  To the refrain of "Just As I Am" I made the walk to the front and accepted Christ.  Later, at home, I told my family and urged them to attend.  One by one they attended the meetings and  accepted Christ.  Dad threw away his camel cigarettes and Budweiser beers and totally changed his harsh ways.
     I remember a funny incident from our high school days.  George was visiting a girl friend (sorry Sandi).  I coincidentally drove by and saw George's car parked in front of the house.   I decided to play a practical joke and push George's 47 Ford around the corner, making George think his car was stolen.  Unfortunately, George's girlfriend had 3 very large brothers.  They saw me and my friend pushing the car.  They ran after us, grabbed me and was just about to deliver a "coup de gras" when George ran out of the house and yelled:  "Stop! that's my brother".  
    A few years later, after I completed my active duty in the Marines,  George and I  settled in Hollywood with big dreams of pursuing musical careers. At one time during this period I was in Chicago, giving an accordion performance.   Meanwhile George was still in Hollywood and became very ill.  George later explained, "After returning from the hospital I had a temperature of over  100 and was swollen and miserable and thought I was going to die. By chance I noticed a Gideon Bible and opened it, the first verse my eyes came upon was: (Math 16:26) 'For what profit is it to man if he gains the whole world, and loses his own soul'. I got on my knees and rededicated my life to Christ.  Almost as is by miracle, my temperature and swelling disappeared".  That was the beginning of George's lifelong commitment to Christ.
     A few years later when George was attending Biola he went to a tiny church located in a commercial building in Lynwood, California and preached his very first sermon.   George was a little nervous and during the sermon a drunk wandered in off the street and started debating George.  We got the drunk settled down and George completed his 1st sermon.  Since then George has preached 1000's of sermon's.
     During the 20 some years George preached in Southern California I  helped with the music and other activities. I feel blessed to have been part of George's church,  It was a wonderful time.
     Unfortunately, I was the wild, reckless, risk taking brother while George was the dedicated, sincere intellectual.  George always tried to direct me in  more righteous ways.   During my current mess George mailed me a letter that stated:
     "Well brother, it looks like you got yourself into a real pickle, which is not surprising since scripture teachers that we reap what we sow.  Reaping diving discipline does not mean, however, that God is through with you.  It means on the one hand, according to (Hebrews 12:5-7) That He loves you:

        'My son, do not despise the chastening of the Lord,
        Nor be discouraged when you are rebuked by Him:  
        For whom the Lord loves he chastens, And scourges every son whom He receives.  
        If you endure chastening, God deals with you as with sons; 
        for what son is there whom a father does not chasten?" 

     In George's last letter he said:
      "By God's all-wise planning and mercies, he has us both confined:  you by the Feds and me by cancer.  It was about 6 years ago the doctors said I had 18 months to live.  The Lord obviously had a different blueprint in mind since I am still here, and the Feds are keeping you until the sentence runs it's course.
     The apostle Paul reveals that the rapture happens in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet. For the trumpet will sound and the dead will be raised incorruptible"...."Death is swallowed up in victory'".
      George finished by saying "Living righteously is continuing steadfastly in good works, whether it is being done while dying from cancer or locked up."
     I miss my dear brother, George.  I will miss his wonderful letters and guidance.  But I know that George is reaping the many rewards for what he sowed during his time with us.
    This is not a time to be sad, but a time to celebrate!

I love you brother.
Terry

Grace & George...

Shared by Kathy Warren on March 20, 2019

George is in glory, face to face with Jesus Christ. Oh what an honor to have lived a long life as a good and faithful servant and be standing with our Lord whom George loved and shared for most of his life. 

My introduction to George Meisinger was a divine appointment for sure; I will never forget it. I was not happy in my secular life pursuits; the Lord sent one of George's flock to my office to be an example of love and grace. I wanted to know where this "religious" person went to church. She shared with me Grace Church at Tamura elementary school in Fountain Valley. It took me months to finally show up, but the first day I did (I think 1986) God used George to open my eyes to His truth. George was sharing the gospel at the close of his teaching, as he always shared at the close of his teaching, something like this...In the quietness of this moment, where you are sitting, if you believe in Christ Jesus, and Christ alone, not in any of your own works, but who Christ is as fully God and fully man, and that He came to earth born of the power of the Holy Spirit with a human mother, lived and died on the cross to save all mankind from their sins, then quoting Ephesians 2:8-9 "For by grace you have been saved through faith, and that not of yourselves; it is the gift of God, 9 not of works, lest anyone should boast." you are saved and forever in the kingdom of God. It is by belief, and belief alone that you are saved.

Forgive me George, and forgive me Lord, I can't do justice to the way that George would phrase his gospel, but that is the essence of what I remember. It was in that moment of George's words that the Holy Spirit turned on the "light bulb" for me to see the truth and place my faith in Jesus. My life changed forever. I went from a secular career woman to wanting to have children, having 4 kids, becoming a stay-at-home mom, and homeschooling all of them to boot! Our family sat under George's teaching at various locations, (5 including "The Church of the Upper Room" in our family room) until George and Sandy moved to Albuquerque, New Mexico, to be a part of starting & developing Chafer Theological Seminary.

We have so many fond memories as part of Grace Church with pastor George, his family, and his flock. If you attended George's church you were going to learn the Bible verse by verse from Genesis to Revelation, with the background of the translation from Greek and Hebrew, along with the historical influences helping to shape the why, how, and what of God sharing with us in His holy word. One of George's analogies he liked to use was about real money versus counterfeit. How can one tell the difference? By knowing the real thing very well! Same with God's word, George made sure we were all taught to be able to discern truth from false doctrine. We are so very grateful for this discernment; it has served us as we had to move on and be taught under new teachers elsewhere when George & Sandy went to New Mexico. We had the ability to think for ourselves with the wisdom under George's tutelage to measure what was true, questionable, and false doctrine.

I know somewhere in our boxes and boxes of photos, there are several photographs of our memorable times with George, Sandy, their family, and our Grace Church family; I just have not had the time to pour through all the photos. The memories I can recount are: pastor's conferences our church sponsored, fall festivals (where the gospel skits were always included), my husband and I and 3 of our 4 children being baptized by George, some fun retreats to R-Ranch in the Sequoias, agape feasts at church, a Messianic Passover Seder by Arnold Fruchtenbaum, several Search Ministries 8 week in home discussions to help other non-believers find Christ, church picnics, and all the wonderful saints we met through our years at Grace Church/Chapel.

George, you were, and are, a man of God with integrity, wisdom, compassion & loyalty. Love,  joy, peace, patience, goodness, kindness, gentleness, faithfulness and self control were your hallmarks as in Galatians 5:22-23. George would always stand for what was right in God's eyes, even if it meant being ostracized by colleagues, family, friends. Thank you George for being such light and salt for our Lord Jesus Christ. We will look forward to being greeted by Jesus, yourself, and all the other beloved saints that have gone before us when we pass from this earth into the arms of Jesus as well... or if we are so blessed to still be on this earth when Jesus returns for all His saints.

In the riches of Christ Jesus,

Kathy & Steve Warren, Andrew, Trevor, Whitney, & Grant

Shared by JoAnna Rader on March 15, 2019

Sandy and family,

Sending our condolences to you sweet lady and to all of Dr. George’s family... praying for you all during this time as you prepare to celebrate his life.

Pastor George was the best shepard. He blessed many, many “sheep” with excellent teaching.  He was a man who spent time in the Word each week and then gladly shared with his flock on Sunday morning.

He was passionate about God’s Word and he loved music.  He often said, after a moving, special song, “If that doesn’t get you going, then your logs are all wet!” 

He will be missed!

It was a privilege and a blessing to have learned about Jesus from Pastor Meisinger.

No doubt he heard, “Well done thy good and faithful servant.”









My Minnesota Summer with Uncle George and crew !!

Shared by Erik Meisinger on March 14, 2019

My fondest memory of Uncle George will always be my summer vacation to Minnesota in the summer of '79.  The year of My Sharona by the Knack.....that was  the top song on the radio that summer...and the song played over and over and over again on the radio every hour !! Every time I hear that song, I always think of Uncle George and my summer adventure to Minnesota. He graciously accepted me into his home for the summer and boy, it was a fun filled summer with Jim, Keith, Michelle and Joe and Sandy and I think even Julie was there as well !!  I remember we were young teens and pre-teens and we would run around the church with some of the other kids like wild banshees before church started. I remember talking with George about trivial little things and he would always chuckle at what I said under his very studious demeanor....I always got such a thrill making him laugh that summer !!  The funny thing is......when Uncle George laughed, he reminded me of my Dad Terry...and when Terry was real serious he reminded me of George......they were sort of channeling each other.

So, my big memory of that summer was our big day trip to Shakopee, Minnesota to go to some amusement park called ValleyFair.  It was like a Minnesota version of Disneyland or something...I'm sure Mickey Mouse wouldn't be amused ! So Uncle George and Aunt Sandy and all of us kids and some other kids from the church take two cars to go to Valley Fair. On our way there, we stop at a McDonalds so we can all take bathroom breaks. So all of us kids use the bathroom...and I was the last to come out and I walked around the McDonalds...and I don't see anyone...no one is around...I am like..what is up??  I go outside and both the cars with everyone in them are gone.......!!! Poof......gone....disappeared.....I'm like what the heck is going on here.  This was before cell phones, social media and instant communication...all we had back then was a lousy pay phone in front of the McDonalds...and you needed a quarter to make a call.....what a bargain !!!  So at some point....like 10 minutes goes by and I am sitting there like a lost puppy and go to the front counter to let them know I have been abandoned at the McDonalds. I go out to the parking lot again to search.......and boom...here comes the cavalry in some station wagon parade.  I think Uncle George was never so happy to see me in his life....his abandoned nephew at a McDonalds parking lot !!!  LOL.......a scene I will never forget !!!! I wanted to share this experience with Uncle George and have a nice little walk down memory lane...circa 1979 !!!!!!

RIP Uncle George !!

Erik M









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