July 1, 1912 - Jan. 25, 2008

Mom

We little knew that morning
God was going to call your name,
In life we loved you dearly
In death we do the same.

It broke our hearts to lose you
You did not go alone,
For part of us went with you
The day God called you home.

You left us beautiful memories
Your love is still our guide,
And although we cannot see you
You are always at our side.

Our family chain is broken
And nothing seems the same,
But as God calls us one by one
The chain will link again.

Author Unknown


Note:

One of Mom's favorite hymns was
"Meet Me There," and it was sung
at her funeral. In case you do not
know the words, I thought I would
include them.


On the happy, golden shore,
where the faithful part no more,
When the storms of life are o’er,
meet me there;
Where the night dissolves away into
pure and perfect day,
I am going home to stay— meet me there.

Refrain

Meet me there, meet me there,
Where the tree of life is blooming,
meet me there;
When the storms of life are o’er,
on the happy golden shore,
Where the faithful part no more,
meet me there.

Here our fondest hopes are vain,
dearest links are rent in twain,
But in heav’n no throb of pain—meet me there;
By the river sparkling bright in
the city of delight,
Where our faith is lost in sight,
meet me there.

Refrain

Where the harps of angels ring,
and the blest forever sing,
In the palace of the King, meet me there;
Where in sweet communion blend heart with
heart and friend with friend,
In a world that ne’er shall end,
meet me there.

Refrain

Words by Fanny J. Crosby
Music by William J. Kirkpartick