In Loving Memory

Carol Carter Kane

January 15, 1945 – March 12, 2011

Broken and spilled out
Just for love of you Jesus
My most precious treasure
Lavished on Thee
Broken and spilled out
And poured at Your feet
In sweet abandon
Let me be spilled out
And used up for Thee

(Lyrics from Steve Green Broken and Spilled Out)

The Rev. Carol Carter Kane passed on into glory Saturday, March 12, 2011.

Carol was born Jan. 15, 1945, in Olney to Leonard and Ester Carter.

Carol raised two sons, farmed and ranched, owned a restaurant, was a hairstylist and has been a minister of the Gospel for the last 27 years, which took her around the United States and overseas, impacting thousands of lives with the compassion and power of God. She proclaimed, “Nothing, nothing, absolutely nothing, is impossible with God.”
She was preceded in death by her mother, Esther Marie Beck, in 2002.
Survivors include her husband, David Kane; father, Leonard Carter; sons, Carl Clark and Christopher Clark; sisters; Billie Jo Godfrey and Sharon Moore; and grandchildren, Kagan, Macy and Avery Clark.

Contributions may be made to the American Cancer Society or to Mission Arlington/Mission Metroplex.

 "Because of You my feet Dance, my eyes see beauty, and my heart is alive." (Carol to the Lord, December 2010)

“You (LORD) gave them a song, to go through the valley.

You gave them a song, to go through the low places.

You gave them a song, to bring them out. You gave them a song, to set them free.

It's your song, it's your song, it's your song that has brought 'em to a place of victory.

We release victory. We release victory, that a song, a song, a song.

The places (that) are low, shall come high. The places that are low, shall be lifted up. The places that seem to have no life in them,

We release life, life, life in the midst of them.

We release life, life, life in the midst of them.” (The Holy Spirit to Carol, a Word for the Body of Christ, early 2011)

Psa 60:12 Through God we shall do valiantly: for he [it is that] shall tread down our enemies.

 

Isa 57:13b  ...but he that putteth his trust in me shall possess the land, and shall inherit my holy mountain; 

“I am but a tiny LAMB, gently held in the arms of the GREAT I AM!” (gift from a spiritual daughter to Carol)