TERRY DULLUM: The Dullum File — Mom

In one of my mother’s closets, our family found some items she wanted in her funeral. We found them the day AFTER her funeral, of course. They included the Bible passage and poem below. We can’t turn back time and use them in her service, but we can place them here.


Behold, he who keeps watch over Israel
shall neither slumber nor sleep.

I lift up my eyes to the hills;
from where is my help to come?

My help comes from the Lord,
the maker of heaven and earth.

He will not let your foot be moved
and he who watches over you will not sleep.

Behold, he who keeps watch over Israel
shall neither slumber nor sleep.

The Lord himself watches over you;
the Lord is your shade at your right hand,
so that the sun shall not strike you by day,
nor the moon by night.

The Lord shall preserve you from all evil;
it is he who shall keep you safe.

The Lord shall watch over your going out and your coming in,
from this forth forevermore.

Behold, he who keeps watch over Israel
shall neither slumber nor sleep.

Hilda Bagstad
Hilda Bagstad

Don’t grieve for me … for now I’m Free.
I’m following the path God laid for me.
I took His hand when I heard Him call
I turned my back and left it all.
I could not stay another day
to laugh, to love, to work or play.
Tasks undone must stay that way.
For I found peace at close of day.
If my parting has left a void
then fill it with remembered joy.
A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss
Yes, there are the things I too will miss.
Be not burdened with times of sorrow.
I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow.
My life’s been full, I savored much
Good friends, good times, a loved one’s touch.
Perhaps my time seemed all too brief.
Don’t lengthen it now with undue grief.
Lift up your heart and share with me
God wanted me now
He set me free.

2 thoughts on “TERRY DULLUM: The Dullum File — Mom”

  • Helen Murphy September 3, 2015 at 10:20 am

    Nice way to honor and remember your mom. I bet you have many great memories to help you through the days you miss her. The longer we have our mothers, the more we miss them. I think about and miss mine every day. She looks like a real sweetie in the picture. I bet you were a good son. Thanks for sharing.

  • Therese September 3, 2015 at 6:19 pm

    Thanks for sharing these readings. It’s so great to think that she wanted to express these ideas and feelings.


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