Betty Jean (Dobbins) Merck

The life of Betty Jean will forever be remembered and cherished. Family and friends are invited to gather for visitation on Thursday, April 9, 2020. Please use your appointed time designated by her family.

Due to the COVID-19 regulations, the funeral service will be private and streamed LIVE for family and friends at 1:00PM on Thursday, April 9, 2020 at https://www.facebook.com/HAWFairview/.

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A TRIBUTE TO BETTY

Thank you for celebrating the life of Betty Jean Dobbins Merck. She is with the LORD now with her loved ones in HEAVEN looking down.

Both of my parents are gone now and my life feels empty and lonely. But not for long. We all soon will enter a forever fulfillment of eternal happiness with our loved ones in Heaven. Let not your hearts be troubled, let's rejoice in the Lord for He gives life and takes life but not forever. He who believes in Jesus, the son of the Father, shall live forever more. Jesus made a promise and I've got a feeling everything is going to be alright.

Jesus has a plan for you and me, miracles do happen in life everyday. The love Christ has for you and me is unconditional complete surrender. Trust in Him and believe on His name. He will take care of you and you'll never walk alone.

She would go to her gardens alone, sometimes it would be in the morning. The one I remember best was an island called Bell. That was where her roses and butterfly flowers were. There, she would remove the weeds, plant and groom away into the day. But, best of all, that's where she would pray. She said that was where she could talk to the Lord the best and see all of His creations right in front of her eyes. It made her realize how beautiful the world was and how much she had to be thankful for.

A TRIBUTE TO A WONDERFUL MOTHER

You always did little things that meant so much. Reading us a book to putting a band-aid on a cut.

Susan and I were so lucky to have had a mother like you. When a problem came up you always knew exactly what to do.

I remember the early years so plain and true. Changing the covers on my single bed and helping me tie my shoes.

You were strong and you were brave. You taught us about Jesus and how to pray.

You were always close and daily showed your love. You were surely a gift from God that only came from Heaven above.

You definitely were the best cook that a family could have had. From the quail you fried and the B-biscuits you prepared.

The love you shared and gave was unconditional. Even when you chased rats and snakes across the yard with your shot gun and pistol.

Between church, baseball, hunting and fishing, absolutely nothing else missing.

Work, run and play. Turn around and do it the very next day.

Training and hunting with bird dogs was a way of life for our family and me. When Saturday morning came, I was happy as can be.

I can remember when I was small and dad worked at Lockhead, you worked at home and pinching pennies for groceries was a deed.

Just like yesterday, the 50's flash back to me. Our families spent more time together then. They were exciting times to see.

In 1953, mother and dad bought a new house and a Chevy car. Christmas of 1956, they gave me this Bible and told me if you read it while in life you will go far.

This Bible I still read today. It will be in my life always.

Many things in life you learn and are taught. The life long experiences you share with your parents can never be bought.

Grandpa Dobbins in his garden picking out a watermelon to eat; cranking ice cream on the back porch it was really, really a treat.

Grandma Dobbins in the kitchen preparing a great meal for all. Every time I went down to my grandparents, I really had a ball.

The books you read to me and the stories you told are hidden in the back of my mind and will never grow old.

I remember each Christmas, story of Santa Clause and of course, Mr. Wishen Went A-Fishing. The story of Jesus and the three wise men, the greatest story of all.

Our favorite song you taught me to sing and that bell still rings. Jesus loves the little children of the world, red and yellow, black and white, they are precious in His sight, Jesus loves the little children of the world.

I finally got old enough to go to school. I came running back home to you. I told the principal, "catch me if you can, if you're fast enough of a man." I didn't want you to leave me at school alone. So, I left school and came running home to you.

We even had good times working in the yard. Cutting grass and planting flowers, we always worked hard.

Late spring came and the butterflies and hummingbirds came by the hundreds.

What a great housekeeper you were. You made sure that Susan and I were always clean from our head to our toes.

There was no dust to be found, you had the cleanest house in town. Everybody that came around, bragged on how clean you kept your house. How and where did you find the time.

They didn't know you were the mother of time.

I can recall the time I rode my bicycle o let JD cut my hair. I got the wrong kind of haircut. You drove me back to get it cut right. He cut all of my hair off. You always made sure things were done right.

My mother was the best thing that ever happened to me. When we were together we were always happy as can be.

She was always giving of her time, simple but free. It was the greatest gift she had to offer for Susan and me.

When it came to her family they were closest to her heart. She was always there to care for them with a love that would never part.

She took care of dad, when he was down and sick. Cared for him, slaved over him, she didn't complain a bit.

My mother was the motor underneath the hood that made the vehicle run and roll. My father was the vehicle itself, its heart, its mind, its soul.

The world has surely lost a great mother who I worship in my heart today. She was the best at everything she did, she'd be impossible to replace.

In 1994, my world was torn apart. I almost died of a broken heart. My kids' mother and my wife walked out of our life you see. She put our life through living hell it was impossible to believe. My son, 11, and my daughter, 13, was left for me to raise. My mother was there to pick up the pieces. To God, for her, I praise!

YOU DO

No one understands, you do. When no one takes my hand, you do.

It's a joy beyond compare to know you're always there, with your love, you sooth away each care.

When no one wants to listen, you do. Nobody helps me with decisions but you do.

You always have the time to spare. When I need help you are there with your love you sooth away each care.

In your hands my heart is clay.

You can mold me as you may.

I put all my trust in you, cause you always pull me through.

No one knows my heart, but you do.

No one can look into my heart, but you do.

There is nothing I can hide, cause you can see inside with your love you soothe away each care.

No one can ease the pain but, you do.

Forgive when I'm the blame, but you do.

Pick me up when I'm still down, just knowing you're around.

With your love you soothe away each care.

PRAYER FOR THE LIVING

This prayer for the living the ones yet to die. Tomorrow brings no promise of a long lasting life.

My heart is real sadden, I'll try to be brave. I'm trying real hard not to cry today.

It's a humans intent to be sadden and low. Far in the future tears will flow.

Sometimes being a good Christian isn't hardly enough. When hard times hit you, you've got to be tough.

All of the years you spent in your mother's care, come back at you as visions you shared.

I know cause I've been there, each time a loved one died.

My heart was troubled, a lot of times, I cried.

Days here on Earth are numbered. The hours are near/

I'm looking into the clouds for Jesus to soon appear.

When I think of Heaven, I think of a beautiful land. A gathering of eternal souls that was the Father's plan.

We've got to plan for the future if you want an eternal soul. A body like Jesus that will never grow old.

The plan of salvation is simple but true.

Jesus is calling for me and for you.

Just call on Him now, and ask Him in your heart.

His great love for you will never, never part.

I hope all of you are concerned with life after death in the hereafter. Life as we know it is good, but we should try to improve it, remembering that there's a future for us, a place up ahead, a better place. When time comes for us to go there, we want to be ready. It's a wonderful, warm feeling you get, just thinking about it. but it's rather inadequate feeling. So you decide to try a little harder, do a litter better, because someday they will RING THE GOLDEN BELLS - for you and me.