PETERS, Ruby 1915-1926

PETERS

Posted By: Tammy (email)
Date: 4/19/2014 at 06:31:29

Ruby Peters, the eleven-year-old daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Ubbe Peters, died at her home a mile and a half north of town last Thursday night. The little girl had been sick for more than a year with rheumatic trouble and a heart leakage. She had been at the hospital at Waterloo for some time but she received no help there and she was brought home on Tuesday of last week. Funeral services conducted by Rev. H. C. Bode were held at the home Monday afternoon and later at the Christian Reformed church in Wellsburg. There was a very large attendance at the funeral. Ruby was born in Minnesota but most of her short life was spent at this place. She is survived by her parents and by two sisters, one older and one younger than she.

--The Grundy Register (Grundy Center, Iowa), 7 October 1926, pg 3

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After an illness of nine months and medical aid both at home and in a hospital did not bring about a cure, Rubie Peters passed away Sept. 30, 1926. She was the daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Ubbo Peters, living 2 miles north of Wellsburg. She was born the 22nd of July, 1915, at Kimbre, Minn. She leaves to mourn her death besides her parents two sisters, Viola and Anna Marie.

The funeral took place Monday afternoon, the 4th of October. Services were held in the English church and interment was at the new cemetery at Wellsburg, in the southern part of town. Rev. H. C. Bode chose as his text Song of Solomon 6:3, "My beloved is gone down to his garden--to gather lilies." The picking of lilies out of a garden. It is the beloved. This is our Lord Jesus Christ. He is the Beloved of the Father and all His children, whether they are old or young. The fairest of 10,000 and altogether lovely. He is loved, and He loves. The adults who believe in Him and the children who hear of Him learn to love Him. He loves His own with an everlasting love. And the children love to sing, "Jesus loves me, this I know, For the Bible tells me so."

The Beloved went down to His garden. This is His church. In His garden, the place He has chosen, separated, cultivated, beautified and whither He loves to resort.

What did the Beloved do in this garden? Pick lilies. In this garden He has a right to remove the lilies. This flower describes their condition. They are beautiful in that they are transformed into His blessed image. He gathers the lilies one by one, the souls of His redeemed, the souls which He has tended and cared for and glorified with a beauty of holiness which is a faint reflection of His own heavenly beauty.

And what does He do with them? Does He pick them and then let them wither? No. He transplants them. Here they bud and in the heavenly garden they bloom. He carries them into the true Eden, there to blossom into purer and holier beauty. Rubie was not us yet outwardly united with the garden, but had received instruction in the garden, the fruit of which was realized even while dying. When not able to speak, she made plain that she was praying and that she was not afraid to meet the last evening.

--The Grundy Register (Grundy Center, Iowa), 7 October 1926, pg 3