|Sophia Riley Moran|
"Year after year, with glad content In and out of her home she went, In and out. Ever for others the skies were clear, Her dear heart carried such loving cheer, Banishing gloom and doubt."
There are some mothers so pure and faultless, some lives so beautifully rounded in their perfect proportions that we thank God that he gave them to the world, though all too soon he claimed them again as his won. Such was the beautiful life of the wife and mother whom death has so recently torn away from the home of which she was the pride and joy. In all the sweet and tender relationships in life, wife, mother, sister, neighbor, friend and counselor, she was the ideal Christian woman, the "perfect woman nobly planned." Beautiful in person and character, loving and tender in disposition, how is it possible to paint her life as it really was? And yet it is engraved in letters of living lights not only on the hearts of those who knew and loved her here, but in the Lamb's Book of Life above. Can there be any consolation left for those, who, having had the light of her presence here so long, must grope in darkness without it? Yes!
"Although oft depressed and lonely All our fears are laid aside. If we but remember only such as these have lived and died."
Even for this, the greatest of all sorrows, the loss of a mother's love and counsel, there is a recompense. God doth not willingly afflict any of His children, and for every would they receive there is a balm provided.
The life of this beautiful life is not quenched, though it seems to have gone down in its noonday splendor. It will shine on through all the years to come, a beacon light to guide her loved ones home. Earth, had she been spared to them might have been more attractive than heaven, but heaven now, with mother and the Saviour beckoning on will prove the happy meeting place of a re-united family.
Mary D. Duval
Clarksville, Tenn., Oct., 25, 1895