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Wade, Steve L.

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September 23, 1948 - December 5, 2014

Wade, Steve L.

Steve Wade was born on September 23, 1948 in Dallas, Texas to Thomas and Pauline Wade. He passed away at Baylor Carrollton on December 5, 2014.

He is survived by his mother, Pauline Wade; loving wife of 46 years, Betty Wade; 3 daughters, Stephanie Wade, Melanie Wade Gilcrease, and Christie Wade Nash; son-in-law, Todd Gilcrease and Kristopher Nash; 6 grandchildren, Stephen Bond, Wade Gilcrease, Kayla Bond, Garret Gilcrease, Lane Sipe, and Kolby Nash; sister, Terry Peterson; brother-in-law Joe Peterson; and many aunts, uncles,  nieces and nephews.

Steve graduated from H. Grady Spruce High School, Dallas, Texas in 1967 and then attended Baylor University. He was a member of Pleasant Grove First Baptist Church for 30 years where he taught Sunday School. He served as Pastor of Ridgecrest Baptist Church in Dallas, Texas for 9 years. He worked for Southwestern Bell for 15 years and then was self employed.

He loved his family, friends and above all his Lord and Savior Jesus Christ!

He is preceded in death by his father, Thomas L. Wade.

Memorial Service to be held Saturday, December 20th, 2014, 11:00 am at
Ridgecrest Baptist Church
5470 Ellsworth Avenue
Dallas, Texas 75206
Arrangements are under the direction of:
ARIA Cremation Service & Funeral Home
10116 E. NW Highway
Dallas, Texas 75238

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Jason Sandifer

May 10, 2018 2:02PM

I dated his daughter Christie years ago in late 1990's. Me being from Waco, I'd go and visit her and her family often. Steve and I would talk about all kinds of things from sports to Jesus. We would razz each other because I'm a HUGE fan of Dallas Cowboys and he loved the Packers. He used to be a fan of the Cowboys until Jerry Jones did what he did to Tom Landry and that was when he swore them off. My fondest memories of him was the talks of Jesus and how precious his blood is to save and his Grace and Mercy for us as sinners. Had the blessing of hearing him a few times in Sunday School and he always preached the plan of salvation to everyone. He was always in a joyful spirit and would shrug off problems with a roll of his eyes and curl his lips as if to say that's the way life goes sometimes so GET OVER IT. He'd get low on coffee and he'd yell from living room to kitchen, BEEEEAAD, I need some more coffee. Betty the perfect wife to Steve would come in and give it to him with a chuckle. The Love of Jesus poured through this man and was an example to his family and at his church. The whole family are great people. He died the same day my Paw paw passed away 9 years to the date. So that date is always joyful and sad at the same time. The night he passed and Christie let me know I went out to the back yard looked up at the stars and moon and said out loud I love you Steve and wiped the tears away knowing he was in God's presence and how much he looked forward to that day. Face to face with Christ, my Savior,
Face to face—what will it be,
When with rapture I behold Him,
Jesus Christ who died for me?
Face to face I shall behold Him,
Far beyond the starry sky;
Face to face in all His glory,
I shall see Him by and by!
Only faintly now I see Him,
With the darkened veil between,
But a blessed day is coming,
When His glory shall be seen.
What rejoicing in His presence,
When are banished grief and pain;
Death is swallowed up in vict’ry,
And the dark things shall be plain.
Face to face—oh, blissful moment!
Face to face—to see and know;
Face to face with my Redeemer,
Jesus Christ who loves me so. My prayers are still with and always will be with Betty, Nana, Christie, Melanie, Stephanie and extended family. Til we meet again brother Steve. I love you.

Tim Gillespie

April 13, 2016 10:10AM

Twenty-four hours ago I stumbled across Steve’s obituary from 2014. I hadn’t talked to Steve since probably the early 70’s. I muttered through a condolence message. After giving time to my thoughts of the wonderful memories I have of the friendship Steve and I shared so long ago, I would just like to add a follow-up.

Steve and I weren’t just schoolyard friends; we shared family, church, and he was my best friend throughout grade school at John Quincy Adams; and then occasionally afterwards as Steve went on to Comstock and I went to Conner Jr. High. As I have time to consider and look back now, I was so blessed to have such a true friend in Steve Wade.

We attended Sunday School together for several years at Hillburn Drive Baptist Church. My uncle Charlie Cox was our teacher. We went to the church adult basketball team games and they let us play a few times. My uncle as well as our 7th grade teacher, Mr. James Perry, played on the team. I remember Steve giving his life to Jesus Christ when we were 10 or 11years old. That was a significant event for me at that age. A few weeks later he gave his life for special service to the church. I didn’t know what that meant then, but now I look back and realize what he was doing with his life. Amazing. One Sunday afternoon shortly after that I went over to his house ‘to play’. Steve got some of the neighborhood kids together as he had started doing on occasion, and held church. He actually preached.

Steve was the fastest runner in school, the best athlete, most popular guy, and made good grades, being in the ‘accelerated class’. I remember going to the school halloween carnival together. Steve and I went to some of the first Dallas Cowboys and Dallas Texans football games at the Cotton bowl. I also remember him mowing the lawn of our 4th grade teacher, Mrs. Oakley, who was a widow. I always thought that was such a neat thing.

I remember spending the night on Rayville Circle a number of times, his mom and dad, and little sister Terry, who my little sister Ellen also remembers well. Steve and I would ‘stay up’ playing basketball with wads of paper in his room, until we got too noisy. Football was no longer permitted in his room since he dove onto the bed and knocked a hole in the wall. Everything was sports in those days. Steve was Mickey Mantle and I was Roger Maris. We collected baseball and football cards. Every Monday at school was talking about the games we saw on TV that weekend, the scores, the stats. Steve played little league baseball every summer at Elam (Crawford) Park as I remember.

I moved to Tyler in high school but remember calling Steve once when I was back visiting. He invited me to go to the movie with him and his girlfriend Betty. So, I did get to meet his lifelong partner and just remember what a close friendship they had.

So, although terribly belated, but not purposely, I hope I was able to share my truly wonderful memories of Steve and those early days, at least how I remember them. I can’t help but say again I love this family and regret having missed keeping in touch with my dear friend. Again, my late condolences to all the family.

Tim Gillespie
Tyler Texas

Tim Gillespie

April 12, 2016 11:16AM

Just ran across this today. Steve was one of my all-time best friends from grade school. He was very influencial in leading me to Jesus Christ at 11 years old. I have many great memories of sleepovers, playing waste-basket basketball, 'play' church, school sports, acting up at sunday school, trip to visit his uncle at the YMCA Dallas by riding the bus, ... on and on. My condolences to Terry and his mom. Love you guys.

Fred Poldrugach

December 17, 2014 10:12PM

Betty, I have known Steve since Elementary School at John Quincy Adams. Steve is one of those people in my memories and my life who will always be there. I've never worried about Steve. He is going go be positive and he is going to be there. How is it that the world seems to be getting smaller but we don't run into people we've known all of our lives? If I had known that Steve pastored Ridgecrest Baptist, Linda and I would have been there. I don't know if Steve ever quoted verses from the Old Testament, but there is a small book between Habakkuk and Haggai called Zephaniah. There are only three chapters in Zephaniah. The seventh verse of the third chapter reads, "The Lord your God is with you, He is mighty to save. He will take great delight in you, He will quiet you with His love, He will rejoice over you with singing." God loves us so much that he wants to put us on His lap, hold us in His arms, wipe away our tears and rejoice over us with singing. May the Lord comfort you and your family. May He hold you in His arms and rejoice over you with singing. Steve has already experienced that.
Betty Herrin Wade, I love you.

Pat Harley Ivey

December 17, 2014 8:50AM

Betty and family, I am so sorry for your loss. I graduated in 68 and was in study hall with Steve and he was always funny and polite. May God wrap his loving arms around each of you and give you the comfort only he can give. Even knowing we will see him again, we still miss that body, voice and smile here on earth. May God give you all enough..