MARGARET McLEAN

December 12, 1923 - January 27, 1998

OBITUARY

When I am gone, release me, let me go. I have so many things to see and do. You mustn't tie yourself to me with tears, Be happy that we had those precious years. I gave you my love, you can only guess How much you gave me in happiness. I thank you for the love you have shown, But now it’s time I traveled on alone. So grieve awhile for me, if you must, then let your grief be comforted by trust. It’s only for awhile that we must part, So bless the memories within your heart. I wont be far away, for life goes on. So if you need me call, and I will come. Though you cannot see or touch me, I’ll be near, And if you listen with your heart, you’ll hear All my love around you soft and clear. And then when you must come this way alone, I’ll greet you with a smile and say, Welcome Home.

PSALM 91

Security of the One Who Trusts in the Lord

We live within the shadow of the Almighty,
sheltered by the God who is
above all gods.
This I declare, that He alone is my
refuge, my place of safety;
He is my God, and
I am trusting Him.
For He rescues you from every trap,
and protects you from the
fatal plague.
He alone will shield you with His wings!
They will shelter you.
His faithful promises are your armor.

This scripture was taught to Mom by her grandmother.
Verses 1-4 above are taken from the NLB

The words to Mom's Favorite Song

And Can It Be... ...music to which is being played

And can it be that I should gain
An interest in the Savior's blood!
Died He for me who caused His pain!
For me who Him to death pursued?
Amazing love! How can it be,
That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?
Amazing love! How can it be,
That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?

'Tis mystery all: th'Immortal dies!
Who can explore His strange design?
In vain the firstborn seraph tries
To sound the depths of love divine.
'Tis mercy all! Let earth adore;
Let angel minds inquire no more.
'Tis mercy all! Let earth adore;
Let angel minds inquire no more.

He left His Father's throne above
(so free, so infinite His grace!),
Emptied Himself of all but love,
And bled for Adam's helpless race.
'Tis mercy all, immense and free,
For O my God, it found out me!
'Tis mercy all, immense and free,
For O my God, it found out me!

Long my imprisoned spirit lay,
Fast bound in sin and nature's night;
Thine eye diffused a quickening ray;
I woke, the dungeon flamed with light;
My chains fell off, my heart was free,
I rose, went forth, and followed Thee.
My chains fell off, my heart was free,
I rose, went forth, and followed Thee.

No condemnation now I dread;
Jesus, and all in Him, is mine;
Alive in Him, my living Head,
And clothed in righteousness divine,
Bold I approach th'eternal throne,
And claim the crown, through Christ my own.
Bold I approach th'eternal throne,
And claim the crown, through Christ my own.

In living memory of Margaret McLean, a tree has been provided to be dedicated at Fish Creek Provincial Park on Sunday, September 20, 1998

If you would like to learn how you too can have the faith that our Mother had and has passed on to her family, feel free to contact me and I'll be glad to spend time chatting with you

I am touched to have received this award from Harrell who said that this site has touched his heart. Thank you Harrell and may you be blessed for sharing your award with others as you have been a blessing to me in receiving it.

Harrell lost his wife Sheila in December of last year so he knows the struggle that my Dad goes through and the loneliness of living without the one you love. I hope you will take a visit to his site. You may do that by clicking on the globe.

Harrell wrote a poem for my Dad. It is wonderful and so very special. If you have lost a spouse, you will find yourself here.

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