Remembering Mom

Forever In Our Hearts

And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus. Philippians 4:7

Missing Mom and looking forward to some glad morning in the upper garden there.

Celebrating Mom's life.

Forever In Our Hearts
Mom loved yellow roses and playing her piano.

Edith Maud Blair

Edie Blair was born on October 18, 1928 in Toronto, Ontario. She went home to be with the Lord at the age of 91 on February 19, 2020, at the Carberry Personal Care Home.

Edie grew up in Toronto, living with her parents and two brothers, Ken and Ron. She often talked about her home on Springdale Boulevard, reminiscing about all the good times with her friends and neighbours. 

After grade 10, Edie went to business college and took a job working in an office, until she moved to Manitoba to marry Gerald Blair on August 21, 1948. 

Gerald and Edie lived on the farm south of Sidney, raising a family of eight children. After everyone grew up and left home, the family often gathered at the farm on Sundays. Never knowing how many to expect, Edie always made a big meal. Everyone agrees that no one makes gravy like she did! 

Gerald and Edith Blair
In later years Gerald and Edie created the most beautiful garden that Edie nicknamed The Garden of Ede 'n Gerald.
They remained on the farm until August 2009, when they moved into their new house in Carberry. After Gerald's passing in December of 2009, Edie continued to live in her home until she moved to the Carberry Personal Carehome in September 2017.

Their beautiful Garden of Ede'n Gerald

We shall greet her some glad morning in the upper garden there.
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"We shall greet her some glad morning in the upper garden there."

Many years ago, Mom wrote out her testimony. I'm so thankful I saved a copy and can share Mom's words of faith here.

I first learned about God and Jesus Christ and prayer when I was a little child. My mother told us Bible stories and taught us to pray. I went to Sunday school and later to church, and I did believe in God and knew the Bible was his word. But then for quite a number of years, I only read the Bible occasionally, although I always prayed and thought about God.

It wasn't until years later when one of my sons joined the Watchtower Society that I began to read the Bible regularly. I had told him this was not the right way, but he was sure he had the truth. He seemed to know the Bible so well and I could not tell him what was wrong with what he believed. I thought by reading the Bible I would find the answers I needed to tell him where they were wrong.

It was about the same time I began watching Christian programs and Bible studies on television. I learned that Jesus just didn't come into my life, but I had to invite him into it. The Bible tells me this in Revelation 3:20 Behold I stand at the door and knock: if any man hear my voice, and open the door, I will come in to him and will sup with him, and he with me.
Over the years I had prayed for Jesus to come into my life, but I never felt I had assurance. It seemed there had to be more to it or that I should feel differently. Then one early morning after I had been doing much praying about something, and this prayer was answered, everything seemed to change. As I listened to a message on television, I felt the Holy Spirit so strongly and I knew Jesus had indeed come into my life. This experience happened in August 1977.

I read in a little book by Terry Winter that becoming a Christian is when we stop saying "Please' to God and begin saying "Thank you". A please must be said only once, and when the answer is given we do not need to ask again. We can now begin saying thank you. I believe I said thank you that morning and I shall continue thanking Him for the rest of my life.

I shall continue thanking Him for the rest of my life.

I took the words of Mom's testimony and made them into a song. 

I don't have a recording, but these are the lyrics:

I Shall Thank Him

I learned of Jesus at my mother's knee.
She taught me to pray, told Bible stories to me.
She sent me to Sunday School and then on to church.
I believed in God and the Bible His word.

Then over the years I drifted away,
Neglecting my Bible, but still I did pray.
The cares of this world took all of my time,
But thoughts of God were always on my mind.

Many years later my son chose a path.
I knew that he was wrong, it wasn't God's truth.
But how could I tell him it wasn't the way?
I turned to God's word and did earnestly pray.

While seeking God's guidance, the Lord spoke to me.
I learned of salvation, his gift full and free.
I knew he was knocking, and I heard his voice.
He entered my heart when I made that choice.

That early morning God answered my prayer
when I said please come in, he met me there.
I began to say thank you and give God the praise,
And I shall thank him for the rest of my days.

Mom's favorite waterfall
I'm sure Mom's mansion in heaven includes a beautiful garden and a waterfall.


Some glad morning in the upper garden there.

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