Memorial services will be held at a later date for Harriet E.C. King, 80, of Hattiesburg.

Mrs. King died Wednesday, October 29, 2014 at Wesley Medical Center.

Mrs. King attended Main Street Baptist Church. She was preceded in death by her parents and three brothers. She is survived by her husband, Willie King; one daughter, Connie Dean and three grandchildren.

Memorials may be made to The Wounded Warrior Project or Main Street Baptist Church.

 

THE WEAVER

My life is but a weaving

Between my god and me;

I do not choose the colors

He works steadily.

 

Sometimes He weaves sorrow

And I, in foolish pride,

Forget He sees the upper,

And I the under side.

 

Not ’til the loom is silent

And the shuttles cease to fly,

will God unroll the canvas

And explain the reason why.

 

The dark threads are as needful

in the Weaver’s skillful hand,

As the thread of gold and silver

In the patter He has planned.

 

Grant Colfax Tullar

American Hymnist, 1869-1950

 

FOR THOSE I LOVE AND THOSE WHO LOVED ME

 

When I’m 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 so many years.

I gave you my love. You can only guess

How much you gave to me in happiness.

I thank you for the love you each have shown

But now it’s time I traveled on alone.

So grieve a while for me if grieve you must

Then let your grief be comforted by trust,

So bless the memories with your heart

It’s only for a while that we must part.

I won’t be far away, for life goes on.

So if you need me, call and I will come.

though you can’t see me or touch me, I’ll be near

And if you listen with your heart, you’ll hear

All of my love around you soft and dear.

And then, when you must come this way alone

I’ll greet you with a smile and welcome you home.