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April 5, 2017
Mother's Hands

Hands that rocked the cradle
From the moment of my birth,
Their tender touch remembered
By those still here on Earth.

Soft as silk those hands
That taught me how to pray,
Banishing childhood fears;
They soothed each one away.

When I grew much older
And troubles came my way,
Those hands caressing mine
Did more than words could say.

Mother's hands were gentle,
They're missed so very much,
I'd give the world to feel once more
Their warm and tender touch.

Those hands were full of comfort
Now they lie at rest,
But memories hold them close
To the ones they served the best.

By an Unknown Author
March 6, 2016
We Remember

In the rising of the sun and in its going down,
We remember them;

In the blowing of the wind and in the chill of winter,
We remember them;

In the opening of the buds and in the warmth of summer,
We remember them;

In the rustling of the leaves and the beauty of autumn,
We remember them;

In the beginning of the year and when it ends,
We remember them;

When we are weary and in need of strength,
We remember them;

When we are lost and sick at heart,
We remember them;

When we have joys we yearn to share,
We remember them;

So long as we live, they too shall live
For they are now a part of us as
We remember them.

From the Gates of Prayer, a Jewish prayer book
March 9, 2014
It has been a year now since our beloved Addy Grace went home to be with her Heavenly Father. Our lives have never been the same, we still cry for her and wish we could talk to her and hear her wonderful laugh that we all remember.If we could only have one more day with her so we can tell her how much we love her! I pray that this next year of grieving gets easier for all of us that miss her so much, especially for my mom Del, my Aunt Lee & my cousin Michelle who is still mourning so deeply for her mom. Addy might be gone from this earthly place but she will never ever be FORGOTTEN!!!!!
May 10, 2013
I will long treasure the time that I was able to spend with Addie. It was truly my pleasure and delight to serve as her pastor.

Each and every month I would make the short trip to Addie's house to see her. Our visits had a predictable pattern. We would sit down at her kitchen table. Actually, I would sit down. Addie would serve a treat. Frequently we had a piece of chocolate cake with white frosting and a scoop of vanilla ice cream. This was accompanied by a cup of coffee or two. For some reason, my cup always had to be filled. Addie liked to “freshen it up” for me. As we enjoyed the treat, we would engage in lively conversation: about the world, about our families, and about our church. Our conversations were often punctuated by laughter. Addie had a great sense of humor. (I miss her smile and I miss her laugh!) Inevitably, the phone would ring. I would say something to the effect of, “That must be Michelle.” Most of the time I was right. Sooner or later, we got down to business. We went through a shut-in liturgy that I had developed years ago. We joined together in confessing our sins, and we heard the blessed words of absolution. We listened to the Word of God, and thought about what it meant for our lives. We said the Creed together and the Lord's Prayer. Before closing our service, we shared the Sacrament of the Altar.

No doubt about it, Addie was a woman of great faith. When I think of Addie two images come to mind. For the last decade or so of her life, Addie was on oxygen. It is not easy to live with COPD. But Addie did so with grace. She did so by the grace of God. When I think of Addie now, I am reminded of something that the Apostle Paul wrote to the Corinthians. Paul had been afflicted by a physical ailment of some sort. He told the Corinthians that he had pleaded with God on three different occasions to remove this thorn from his flesh. Instead, the Lord responded: “My grace is sufficient for you, for My power is made perfect in weakness." Paul finally accepted his condition with these words: “Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ's power may rest on me.”

Addie lived by grace. After she passed away, I was reminded by Michelle that her mom made sure to always include her middle name when she made her signature: Addie GRACE Campbell, she wrote. She loved her middle name, and she treasured the priceless grace of her Savior.

The other lasting image I have of Addie is that of the piano sitting in her living room. Addie loved the hymns of faith that she had grown up singing. The saints of old put it this way: “The Lord is my strength and my song. He has become my salvation.” (See Exodus 15.) Addie would have said Amen to that!

I miss Addie. But, by the grace of God, we will see each other again.
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