Many of you have heard me talk about my adopted Mom back in the Springfield, IL area. She would have been 104 next month. She didn't hear on the phone anymore and didn't see the best. She was laid to rest yesterday, in Percy, IL. We were neighbors on farms when I was a teen. She and Ray had had a daughter that had died at the age of 12 years old, and when we moved into the farm down the road, she found out my age and that I was the same age as their daughter would have been, so she took me sort of under her wing, and although I had parents, she was Mom too to me. Such a joy she was all of those years, and her letters were filled with love and it was such a blessing to hear from her. I missed talking to her on the phone after she couldn't hear anymore. She will be missed by many, and I know that although she sleeps, I shall see this treasure again someday. She was a real prayer/warrior and bible student. She took the tapes that her church would bring to her and although her hands were knotty with arthritis she transcribed them on to paper, and shared with others. She still wrote to me, and Jesus shone forth in her letters and her great love that she had for Him and mankind.
Thank you, for allowing me to share my Mom with you. She will always be MOM. My Mom and Mom were best friends while we lived neighbors to each other and I am thankful for the both of them and their love for our Lord.
God bless Mom's.
Betty from BealcAs Pad
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