Funeral services for Lillie Mae Wilson, 102, of Houston, formerly of Hughes Springs will be Wednesday, June 23, 2010 at 11 AM at Hughes Chapel Missionary Baptist Church in Hughes Springs with Rev. George Hartsfield officiating. Burial will be at Love Chapel Cemetery under the direction of Reeder-Davis Funeral Home, Inc. Lillie Mae Wilson was born October 29, 1907 to the parents of Will Eubanks and Anna Traylor and she departed this life June 18, 2010 in Houston, TX. She united in holy matrimony to Rev. James Wilson. To this union, eight children were born. She was a faithful and dedicated member of Hughes Chapel Baptist Church most of her life. Later in life she relocated to Dallas, TX where she united with Greater Mount Hebron Baptist Church in Oak Cliff. She served faithfully in the church until her health began to fail. Throughout her life, she was always willing to lend a helping hand and extend positive words of encouragement to others. She was preceded in death by her husband, Rev. James McKinley Wilson and her eldest son, Junior Lee and her eldest daughter, Rosie Lee. She leaves to cherish her memory three sons Willie S. (Mary) Wilson, of Dallas, Carl (Charlotte) Wilson, of Houston and David Wilson of Houston; three daughters Mary Davis of Dallas, Dortha (Michael) Wilson-Jackson, of Rowlett, and Jo Ann Simpson, of Houston; numerous grandchildren, great grandchildren and great-great grandchildren. Mrs. Wilson will lie in state Tuesday, June 22nd afternoon and evening at the funeral home in Hughes Springs. Tribute to Mama Lillie To the Eulogist The Officiating Pastor To the Pulpit in its entirety and all of Gods Children gathered here today. Thank you for coming to Mamas Celebration. We especially want to thank Hughes Chapel Missionary Baptist Church which has been so gracious through out this period of bereavement. Lillie. Beautiful like the flower after which she was named. Proverb 31, Verse 10 ask Who can find a virtuous woman? For her price is far above rubies. Mama was a virtuous woman. She demonstrated the fruits of the spiritfaith, love, hope, joy, and courage. So often we hear today about the modern supermoms who clean the house, fix meals, and take the kids to soccer practice. These stay-at-home moms. Mama was the original supermom. Mama could sewShe made grown men suits and little girl dresses. She pierced ladies ears and cut mens hair. She grew flowers and she grew corn. She delivered babies. She delivered baby calves. She milked cows, slopped hogs, butchered them, and she dressed the meat. She planted the fields and reaped the harvest. She did these things and more, and still she worked. Mama could cook every thing and she often took the time to prepare our favorite dishesthe boiled rutabagas for daddy, the fried corn for me, the baked sweet potatoes for Carl, made tomato soup for Mary ( I can still smell this soup on chilly evenings. Mama was strong. She was a match for all of her boys in their wrestling matches. Mama liked to play with her children. I remember how Willie and David would cry out when she got the best of them in playAll right Mama, Let me go Mama. Her children were her joy. We were her love. Mama loved all children, and she would feed the whole neighbor hood and find opportunities to delight them. Mama fed everybody, even the hungry travelers who showed up at our back door begging for a piece of breadthere were many riding the railroad tracks that ran in front of our house in my early years. But Mama didnt play. She was a combination of tough love and mother wit. And Mama did have eyes in the back of her head. She taught us many important life lessons through the use of words and examples. Dont take no wooden nickels. Life surely will hand you some; you cant spend them. Mama didnt tolerate fools. There was one lesson I learned from Mama that has served me well. I was driving Mama from the Center she used to go to every day when she showed me a store that she would walk to from that Center. I remarked to Mama, Mama, you cant be going to that store; that store is too far. Mama looked at me, somewhat expressionless and saidYou dont have to walk it all at once. You can walk part of the way, stop, then walk some more. I never forgot that. So! When something seems too hard, or the way seems too far, or the way gets kind of dark, I remember what Mama said. You dont have to do all of it at once, go part of the way and rest; then go some more. Dont give up. Rest a while then go some more. Mama was strong. Mama was wise. Mama was a virtuous woman. Mama was talented. She created her own masterpieces in Willie and Mary, and in Carl. But she really outdid herself in that little Jo Ann and in David. Jo AnnWhose loving home sheltered and cherished her for nearly fifteen years, whose small hands grew rough and weary but never gave out. Jo Ann/ David. Mama. Her time came and she had to go. So now we stand with broken hearts and wish her God speed as she enters the loving embrace of Daddy and all of those who have gone on beforeJunior Lee and Rosie and Gregory, and Aunt Thelma, and Willie James and all of the rest. Big Mama must be there. I can feel her joy. I can imagine it all as in the words of the old song: Sit down servant-\I cant sit down. Sit down Servant--/I cant sit down. Sit down Servant--/I cant sit down. I just got to heaven and I cant sit down. Sit down--/Rest your weary soul. Sit down--/Your troubles are no more. Sit down--/Rest your weary soul/ Lord, She just got to Heaven and she cant sit down. Expression of Thanks The Wilson Family wishes to express its gratitude to the Reeder-Davis Funeral Home, Inc. for the excellent service it provided. You made every attempt to meet our needs at the time of our bereavement, and you succeeded. We thank you. Dortha N. Wilson-Jackson Daughter June 24, 2010