Betty Sharon Hess – featured obituary
Our mom loved gardening, picking and canning
fruit, playing the piano, walking with friends,
talking on the phone, visiting neighbors and relatives,
baking goodies to eat and give away, singing country
music, and sewing crafts and quilts. She loved her
family, our dad, traveling and doing fun things with her
grandkids, her friends, her stuff, yard sales and Jesus.
When we were little girls, she told us about a place
where darkness never comes, rain never falls, roads
are never icy, gardens never dry up, souls never cry,
and there are no bills that have to be paid there.
That’s not all… the river is always warm enough to
swim in and the fruit is always ripe on the trees. In
this place called Heaven, there are glorious mansions
that are neither built nor cleaned by human hands…. homes that can’t be bought
or earned because they have already been paid for by another. “A place beyond this
World” she told us, “that is so glorious there are no words to describe it… as if trying
to describe a color to a person who was born blind, there is nothing here, nor in
any of our reservoirs of memories, to even compare it to.” An existence, she taught
us, where painful memories and feelings of sadness, are forever buried, and where
heartaches melt away in the sunshine, only to be replaced with euphoria, and a
body that will never again die. If we could stand in this wonderful place for just
a few moments, with our Lord, and all the people we’ve ever loved, we’d probably
wonder why, in the face of such debilitating illness, we fought so hard to stay here.
Yet, when she got sick, even though she tried to keep a peaceful and positive demeanor,
she couldn’t understand why she had to leave here so soon. There were letters to write,
phone calls to make, lessons to be taught, cards to be sent, and someone, somewhere,
that still needed her help with something. There were quilts to be sewn, stuff to be
organized, and great-grandchildren, yet unborn, to be welcomed into the world.
There was so much left to do. Though her progressing illness slowed her down, she
continued on with her daily tasks, and with all of her family members taking turns
helping her, did the best she could to stay cheerful and hopeful. As the long, dark
winter days finally turned into sunny ones, she was happy to visit family members and
friends who came to see her in Oregon. She tried to make the best of every moment,
when, in the quiet of the weekend afternoon on May 20th, with the same peaceful
resolve that had defined her life, she left this world and headed for that “place” that
she had always talked about, but had only seen previously through eyes of faith.
Now she understands….. Sharon, PJ, Judy, Rosemary, Carolyn.
Services will be held at Penn Valley Community Church on
11739 Spenceville Road in Penn Valley, California,
on Sunday, June 4th, at 1:30 PM.
March 2, 1939 – May 20, 2006
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