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Zoe Jones Obituary

Zoe Ann Jones, of Midland, passed away Tuesday, July 3, 2007.

She was born August 22, 1967 to Ronald G. Hamilton and Patricia Anne Broda Hamilton in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. Zoe was raised and educated in Pittsburgh. She graduated with a Masters degree in Nursing Science from the University of Pittsburgh. Zoe was a nurse anesthetist at Midland Memorial Hospital. A Captain in the U.S. Army Reserve from 1984 until 1999, she saw active duty in Desert Storm. On August 22, 2000, she married Dr. Michael F. Jones in Myrtle Beach, South Carolina. Her memberships included First Baptist Church of Midland, and the American Association of Nurse Anesthetist.

Zoe is survived by her husband, Dr. Michael F. Jones, and her daughter, Megan A. Jones, both of Midland, TX; her parents, Ronald and Patricia Hamilton of Midland, TX; stepdaughter, Sydney C. Jones of Myrtle Beach, SC; sisters, Catherine Everly of Monongahela, PA; and Susan R. Sell of Pittsburgh, PA. Also surviving is her aunt, Mary E. Schumann, eight nieces and nephews, and cousins, Catherine Masci and Fredrick Schumann.

Services were held at 3:00 P.M. Friday, July 6, 2007 at First Baptist Church with Dr. Gary Dyer officiating. Arrangements are under the direction of Ellis Funeral Home. To place online condolences visit www.mem.com. Memorials may be directed to the Lubbock Cancer Center, 4002 21st Street, Suite A, Lubbock, Texas 79410.

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Published by Midland Reporter-Telegram from Jul. 6 to Jul. 7, 2007.

Memories and Condolences
for Zoe Jones

6 Entries

Mike and Pati Hildebrand

July 10, 2007

Mike and Megan-
Words are poor substitutes for being physically present, but we wanted to extend our condolences to you and your family. Zoe was a vibrant person who met her challenges head-on and who overcame hardship with grace. Our prayers are with you.

sharon rollins

July 7, 2007

we are so sorry for your loss may peace be with you and megan at this time of your sorrow god bless you both from the pharmacy dept at alliance hospital.

Ben Burton

July 6, 2007

Dr. Jones,

I did not know your wife, but reading about her seems like reading about a superhero. An army captain, an anesthetist, mom and Christian.
From Heaven's perspective, we should not be sad for our loss, but happy for the time that we had for our loved one. According to the Bible, for the believer in Yeshua (Jesus), Death is not the end, but only the beginning.
If all of us could somehow maintain and constantly remember to look at ourselves, and others through "Heaven's Eyes", from God's viewpoint, rather than from our limited perspective, we would never be sad and find true shalom (peace). Because we know that this is not the end, and that (in reality) we have lost nothing, but only have gained and been blessed with the time we have had with our loved one!

When you are feeling sad, remember that this is not the end, but only the beginning.

"Ani hu HaTechiyat v'Chai"
"I am the Resurrection and the Life" - Yeshua/Jesus.

Ben

Kelly Wenger

July 6, 2007

Dr. Jones-
We are so sorry for your loss. Our condolences in your time of loss. We are thinking of you at this time. The nurses in CCU at Alliance

Mickey Trimble

July 6, 2007

Michael,
Please know that you and your family are in my prayers. Your beautiful bride was such a strong Christian woman and though I know she will be greatly missed here, we know that she is dancing on streets of gold and that she is basking the the light of her Savior and Lord, Jesus Christ, whom she served with gladness. It was my pleasure to have known her and spent time in Bible study with her. May He comfort you as only He can during this difficult time. God bless you and your family.

Love in Christ,
Mickey Trimble

Lori and Michael Broda

July 6, 2007

Michael and Family,

We hope the memories that you shared live on with you forever and that God gives your comfort.
This is a little something that I found, hopefully it will help ease the pain.

To my dearest family, some things I'd like to say...
but first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay.
I'm writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above.
Here, there's no more tears of sadness; here is just eternal love.

Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight.
Remember that I'm with you every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me and He said, "I welcome you."

It's good to have you back again; you were missed while you were gone.
As for your dearest family, they'll be here later on.
I need you here badly; you're part of my plan.
There's so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man."

God gave me a list of things, that he wished for me to do.
And foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you.
And when you lie in bed at night, the day's chores put to flight.
God and I are closest to you....in the middle of the night.

When you think of my life on earth, and all those loving years
because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears.
But do not be afraid to cry; it does relieve the pain.
Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain.

I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned.
But if I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand.
But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is o'er.
I'm closer to you now, than I ever was before.

There are many rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb;
but together we can do it by taking one day at a time.
It was always my philosophy and I'd like it for you too...
that as you give unto the world, the world will give to you.

If you can help somebody who's in sorrow and pain,
then you can say to God at night......"My day was not in vain."
And now I am contented....that my life has been worthwhile,
knowing as I passed along the way, I made somebody smile.

So if you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low,
just lend a hand to pick him up, as on your way you go.
When you're walking down the street, and you've got me on your mind;
I'm walking in your footsteps only half a step behind.

And when it's time for you to go.... from that body to be free,
remember you're not going.....you're coming here to me.
Ruth Ann Mahaffey (author)

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