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Evelyn M. (Bussell) Bass
June 8, 1917 ~ August 23, 2016 (age 99) 99 Years Old Light a Candle
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August 27, 2016 5:27 PM
The young mother set her foot on the path of life "Is the way long ?" She asked. Her Guide said, "Yes, and the way is hard. But the end will be better than the beginning. The young mother was happy, and she would not believe that anything could be better than these years. So she played with her children and gathered flowers for them along the way.
The sun shone on them and life was good, and the young mother exclaimed, "Nothing will ever be better than this." Then the night came, and tempests tossed. The path was dark and the children shook with fear and clod. The mother drew them close and covered them with her mantle, and the children said, "Mother, we are not afraid for you are near, and no harm will come to us." And the mother cried, "This is better than the brightness of day, for I have taught my children courage "
Morning came and there was a hill ahead. The children climbed and grew weary, but at all times she exhorted the children, "A little patience and we are there " So the children climbed, and when they had reached the top they said, "We could not have done it without you, mother." The mother, when she lay down that night, looked up at the stars and said, "This is a better day than the last, for my children have learned fortitude in the face of harshness.
The next day brought strange clouds that darkened the earth-clouds of war, of hate and of evil The children groped and stumbled, and the mother shouted, "Look up! Lift your eyes to the Light " The children looked up and above the clouds they saw an Everlasting Glory. It guided them and brought them beyond the darkness: And that night the mother got down on her knees and prayed, "This Is the best day of all, for I have shown my children God "
The days went on, and the weeks and months and years, and the mother grew old. She was tired and bone weary. Her children were now tall and strong and walked with faith and courage. And when the way was hard, they helped their mother: when the way was tough, they lifted her and carried her. At last they came to a hill, and beyond the hill they could see a shiny road and golden gates opened wide.
The mother said, "I've reached the end of my journey. And now I know that the end is better than the beginning, for my children can walk alone, and their children after them "
The children replied, " You will always walk with us, Mother, even when you are gone through the golden gates. "
They stood and watched their mother as she went on alone, and the gates closed behind her. And they said to each other ,"We cannot see her, but she is with us still A mother like ours is more then a memory. She is living presence by her love "
By Temple Bailey
The sun shone on them and life was good, and the young mother exclaimed, "Nothing will ever be better than this." Then the night came, and tempests tossed. The path was dark and the children shook with fear and clod. The mother drew them close and covered them with her mantle, and the children said, "Mother, we are not afraid for you are near, and no harm will come to us." And the mother cried, "This is better than the brightness of day, for I have taught my children courage "
Morning came and there was a hill ahead. The children climbed and grew weary, but at all times she exhorted the children, "A little patience and we are there " So the children climbed, and when they had reached the top they said, "We could not have done it without you, mother." The mother, when she lay down that night, looked up at the stars and said, "This is a better day than the last, for my children have learned fortitude in the face of harshness.
The next day brought strange clouds that darkened the earth-clouds of war, of hate and of evil The children groped and stumbled, and the mother shouted, "Look up! Lift your eyes to the Light " The children looked up and above the clouds they saw an Everlasting Glory. It guided them and brought them beyond the darkness: And that night the mother got down on her knees and prayed, "This Is the best day of all, for I have shown my children God "
The days went on, and the weeks and months and years, and the mother grew old. She was tired and bone weary. Her children were now tall and strong and walked with faith and courage. And when the way was hard, they helped their mother: when the way was tough, they lifted her and carried her. At last they came to a hill, and beyond the hill they could see a shiny road and golden gates opened wide.
The mother said, "I've reached the end of my journey. And now I know that the end is better than the beginning, for my children can walk alone, and their children after them "
The children replied, " You will always walk with us, Mother, even when you are gone through the golden gates. "
They stood and watched their mother as she went on alone, and the gates closed behind her. And they said to each other ,"We cannot see her, but she is with us still A mother like ours is more then a memory. She is living presence by her love "
By Temple Bailey
A candle was lit by Vicki Sherman
on August 24, 2016 8:17 PM
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