Another of our best commenters – anon a moos – has passed away. He provided the site with daily doses of wisdom and humor. We’ve lost too many TBP family members over the years. My prayers are with Brian, his wife Laurel, and his family. Below is Brian’s obituary, sent by Laurel.
Tribute for Brian Pinske
We rejoice with great sorrow and grieve with great rejoicing to announce that on Tuesday, May 28, 2024, our husband, father, Papa, son, brother, and uncle, Brian Duane Pinske, quietly left this life and went to be with Jesus Christ his Lord. He was pre-deceased by his three pre-born children, his maternal grandmother Lillian Willis, his father John Pinske, and his baby sister Tracy Thompson.
Brian leaves behind his wife, Laurel; children, Heather (Michael), Rebecca (Donny), and Michael (Virginia); grandchildren, Taelynn, Lee, Koston, and Milla; his mother, Bernice (Bob); his siblings, Bob (Lia), Connie, Tammy (Michel), and Lori; nieces and nephews, Dana, Corrie, Amanda, Lindy, Jonathon, Melanie, Kimberly, Bryenna, Haley, and Tayler; and numerous great-nieces and nephews and their children, and cousins galore.
He was born on September 1, 1957, to John and Bernice Pinske in Lloydminister, SK, the third of six children. The family moved to Oliver when he was 10 and after leaving home, he spent time in Vancouver and Houston, BC. Brian and Laurel married in 1980 and lived in Prince George, Oliver, Malta, North Vancouver, Mexico, and finally Osoyoos.
A memorial service will be held for Brian on Saturday, June 22 at 1pm at New Beginnings Church, 101 – 96 Edmonton Ave, Penticton, BC. In lieu of flowers, donations can be made to The Burning Platform (theburningplatform.com) or Choice for Two (choice42.com/donate)
Condolences and tributes may be directed to the family by visiting www.nunes-pottinger.com
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His journey is over.
Eulogy from Solomon
9 So I reflected on all this and concluded that the righteous and the wise and what they do are in God’s hands, but no one knows whether love or hate awaits them. 2 All share a common destiny—the righteous and the wicked, the good and the bad,[a] the clean and the unclean, those who offer sacrifices and those who do not.
As it is with the good,
so with the sinful;
as it is with those who take oaths,
so with those who are afraid to take them.
3 This is the evil in everything that happens under the sun: The same destiny overtakes all. The hearts of people, moreover, are full of evil and there is madness in their hearts while they live, and afterward they join the dead. 4 Anyone who is among the living has hope[b]—even a live dog is better off than a dead lion!
5
For the living know that they will die,
but the dead know nothing;
they have no further reward,
and even their name is forgotten.
6
Their love, their hate
and their jealousy have long since vanished;
never again will they have a part
in anything that happens under the sun.
7 Go, eat your food with gladness, and drink your wine with a joyful heart, for God has already approved what you do. 8 Always be clothed in white, and always anoint your head with oil. 9 Enjoy life with your wife, whom you love, all the days of this meaningless life that God has given you under the sun—all your meaningless days. For this is your lot in life and in your toilsome labor under the sun. 10 Whatever your hand finds to do, do it with all your might, for in the realm of the dead, where you are going, there is neither working nor planning nor knowledge nor wisdom.
11 I have seen something else under the sun:
The race is not to the swift
or the battle to the strong,
nor does food come to the wise
or wealth to the brilliant
or favor to the learned;
but time and chance happen to them all.
12 Moreover, no one knows when their hour will come:
As fish are caught in a cruel net,
or birds are taken in a snare,
so people are trapped by evil times
that fall unexpectedly upon them.
Wisdom Better Than Folly13 I also saw under the sun this example of wisdom that greatly impressed me: 14 There was once a small city with only a few people in it. And a powerful king came against it, surrounded it and built huge siege works against it. 15 Now there lived in that city a man poor but wise, and he saved the city by his wisdom. But nobody remembered that poor man. 16 So I said, “Wisdom is better than strength.” But the poor man’s wisdom is despised, and his words are no longer heeded.
17
The quiet words of the wise are more to be heeded
than the shouts of a ruler of fools.
18
Wisdom is better than weapons of war,
but one sinner destroys much good.
That’s only the physical journey. The spiritual journey never ends.
The stream of energy does not end.
A vitally important concept that needs to be better understood.
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RIP Moos
RIP TPB brother !
RIP, Moos. I always enjoyed his thoughtful and sharp comments.
Moos,may the next chapter of life treat you well/sun on your back/fishing good ect.
This little dude has been waiting for ya’s!
Psalm 91 – say no more!
RIP brother, and God speed to your eternal glory.
I always appreciated his comments. RIP. He was not a shit-flinging monkey (like me and so many others) he made thoughtful comments and I can’t recall an unkind word from him.
Very true.
RIP Anon a moos, you will be greatly missed!
He will be sorely missed.
Vaya con Dios.
En coelo quies est.
In heaven there is rest.
God bless and comfort his family…RIP Buddy!
I always liked brian and appreciated his insight. Like I said yesterday, gone but not forgotten. RIP
Moose was another common ground brother from Canada who had great rapport. He will be missed.
Eternal rest grant unto him, O Lord, and let perpetual light shine upon him.
For the repose of the souls of the faithful departed, grant him Peace.
That was beautiful, Suds.
RIP and eternal grace.
1 Thessalonians 4:13-18 KJB… “But I would not have you to be ignorant, brethren, concerning them which are asleep, that ye sorrow not, even as others which have no hope. For if we believe that Jesus died and rose again, even so them also which sleep in Jesus will God bring with him. For this we say unto you by the word of the Lord, that we which are alive and remain unto the coming of the Lord shall not prevent them which are asleep. For the Lord himself shall descend from heaven with a shout, with the voice of the archangel, and with the trump of God: and the dead in Christ shall rise first: Then we which are alive and remain shall be caught up together with them in the clouds, to meet the Lord in the air: and so shall we ever be with the Lord. Wherefore comfort one another with these words.“
“Now we request you, brothers, to show respect for those who are working hard among you and presiding over you in the Lord and admonishing you; and to give them extraordinary consideration in love because of their work. Be peaceable with one another. On the other hand, we urge you, brothers, to warn the disorderly, speak consolingly to those who are depressed, support the weak, be patient toward all. See that no one repays injury for injury to anyone, but always pursue what is good toward one another and to all others.” [1 Thessalonians 5: 12-15]
Blessings to Moos and All TBPers
AP
Eccesiastes: 3
The Moos is Loose …… slipped the surly bonds of earth
RIP
RIP Mosse – may you rest in peace.
““Don’t grieve for us. We’re the lucky ones. We’ve never been so happy as we are now.” These were messages from the invisible, received during World War II. Yet they were not sorrowful messages, but seemingly messages to drive away grief and give comfort.
From whom did such strange messages come? From men who died in the service of their country during that war! So averred the receiver of the messages in 1943, the retired Air Chief Marshal of Great Britain, Lord Dowding. He was wanting to spread good cheer to those who had lost friends and relatives in battle and to those who might yet die before the world conflict ended.
Said he: “I have the largest number of messages from men who have passed over in this war. The fact I want to stress is that the tone of these messages is ‘We are O.K.’ and ‘Don’t grieve for us. We’re the lucky ones. We’ve never been so happy as we are now.’” Lord Dowding continued: “There is a great organisation of Air Force men on the other side and I receive frequent messages from them.”
He was thus reaffirming his belief in spiritualism by reading before a public audience in London a letter he believed was dictated by a dead seaman. The report of this was received from London, September 1, 1943, by cable to the New York Times and published in its columns the following day, under the heading: “Dowding Says Dead Send Him Messages.” Doubtless in the minds of many readers the questions were raised: Are those who die in war the lucky ones? Are we who survive the unlucky ones?
Who knows?
He is the lucky one, ya know. He’s in Paradise and we are stuck on earth with this mess.
He always had interesting comments. We will miss him.
Yep. We win in the end. I read the back of the book.
That’s winning? Satanism and Islam make pretty much the same forecasts. I don’t believe you’ve read the book at all.
It is better to say nothing and appear foolish,than to open your mouth and remove all doubt……
The Lord only calls those of us whom He needs, when He deems us worthy.
RIP Moos.
peace Moos, eh.
Rest in peace, brother.
May you have learned your lessons well, and moved higher in your spiritual frequency.
RIP, brother. See ya soon.
67 is too young. Fare thee well, young man.
—GNL
Condolences to survivors.
Rest easy duder.
ZFG, out.
Wow. Trying to edit.
I’m sorry we lost another member of this unique community, but Moos has gone on to a new and glorious journey. I do not dread the day that happens for me.
Rest in Peace Sir.
Time has run out for a lot of TBP people over the years. They get to be counted as friends. Sad for his loved ones.There is comfort knowing he confessed Jesus.
I love the mention of his pre-born children dying before him, because children they were, not just clumps of cells.
May they all continue their spiritual journey together.
I hope that we can all have a TBP get together in heaven some day, of all the people that only met on a screen but were never able to shake hands.
Thank you for noticing that. <3 I thought it was important. At the time we grieved but no one considered there should be a funeral or anything for a miscarriage…. I no longer believe that and think the church should treat miscarriages as children just like they do for those who passed through the birth canal alive. God bless! 🙂
I had 1 miscarriage, but I don’t think about it much and, strangely, was only sad for a day or two. I think it was important, though. He or she only lived for about 2 weeks and I never knew if there was a heartbeat, but made me more appreciative for the healthy children born afterwards. I am happy that you have your children and grandchildren to comfort you and send you my heartfelt condolences.
Thank you Mrs Brian for stopping by. My condolences to you and yours. To me Brian was one of a kind. His wit and wisdom superbly complimented by his ability to assess our current situation at each moment in time.
Everyone go to the funeral home website and offer condolences from a Burning Platform reader. Show the world.
Great idea. Going there now.
Moos was always a good contributor to the discussion. His wit and his presence are missed.
Condolences to the family and may they each lean on the other for support in the coming days, weeks and months
God Bless the Moos wit
Rest in peace, my friend”…. you got this…
RIP and GOD Bless!
Condolences to you and your family, he will be missed around here.
Always had great comments.
“Why even death is ‘ours’; it is our servant, not our master! Death may be to us as the angel who touched Peter in Acts 12, causing his chains to fall off, and leading him through a gate that opens by itself, into real freedom.”
Enduring Word Bible Commentary 1 Corinthians Chapter 3
Rest in peace Brian.
Bye, Bro. Thanks for making life a little better.
In respect of the man, his faith, and his family,
the July 5th page of Jesus Always, by Sarah Young.
Copyright 2016, from Thomas Nelson books.
-a daily missive, to read as if He is speaking directly to the reader.
RIP moos.
Wow, very sad to hear this news. I appreciated the wisdom, insight and humour in his commentary, and I always thought he was a great representative of us Canucks here on TBP. He will be greatly missed.
Aunt Acid has been MIA for a while. Her and brian interacted often. Hopefully she is ok.
RIP, his comments will be missed.
I’m always saddened by the passing of one of ‘the group’.
Condolences to all concerned.
Mooooooooos
My thoughts and prayers are with his wife and family, I am so sorry for your devastating loss. 💔 He will be missed on TBP.
So long, Moos. I miss you already.