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                                          Eulogy to Mom    

 

 

                                            

 

 

                                                                        
                                                                     

Mrs. Mary Pangle Wilson

born: Jan 27, 1911

died: May 15, 1997

 

 

                                                         

 

 

 

                                                 

 (Eulogy read at Mom Wilson's funeral, May 19, 1997 by    

  Andrea H. Wright,   granddaughter of Mary, and    

 webmaster's daughter)

 

 

        

                                                      Thanks, Mom!

 

                                                                                                             by Peggy Lorene Wilson Hurst

 

 

 

 

 

                                     

Thanks, Mom, for taking two little girls into your home and heart; 

Frightened by the changes in their young lives at the start.

Of being snatched away from their  beloved family setting,

not  understanding the why of all the changes they were getting .

 

 

 

 

 

                                      

You took us in your heart, and made us your very own,

Watching, protecting, caring for us, oh the seeds  you have sown.

Raising us up in church to know the Lord,  reading His Word,

playing the piano, singing songs, as we  grew up strong in the Lord.

 

 

 

 

 

                                      

Thank you for setting boundaries for us, teaching us right from wrong,

that no ifs, ands or why's could shake, as our young lives went on along.

Thanks for sheltering us from the world's evil that would lead us astray,

except for your watchful eyes, caring and protecting us all along the way.

 

 

 

 

 

                                      

Yes, I know I gave you many a heartache, wanting to try my wings and fly,

I didn't understand my inner conflicts until my children came by and by.

I tried very hard to raise them the way that you had done.

But somehow my efforts seemed futile in the wisdom of your sun.

 

 

 

 

 

                                      

So Mom, enter into your rest, hear our blessed Lord say " Well done, Mary,

A hard task I gave you, with trials, tests, strife and yes, it was so scary.

You’ve done your best in preparing two precious little souls for My Kingdom

that without you wouldn’t have a chance in life, to enjoy My blessed freedom.

 

 

 

 

 

                                      

So receive these stars in your crown, Mary. enter into My glory.

You have stood the test, you have done your best, that is quite a story.

Your girls on earth will miss you so, but twill not be too long.

'Till you and they are reunited up here and they will sing a new song.

 

 

 

 

 

                                      

They have wandered long on earth's battlefield, scarred and oh so weary,

A song of the Redeemed they will sing up here, a song bright and cheery.

So thanks to you, Mary, My death was not in vain for these girls of  yours.

They will join you soon for they too are some of my precious jewels.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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