On the 8th of July 1921 the silent messenger came to earth and bore away the spirit of our beloved sister, Florence Eva Bland, aged 25. When the news of her death reached us our hearts were made to feel sad, but immediately the still small voice whispered and said: “Blessed are they who die in the Lord.” So we bow in humble submission, believing that some day if we stay humble and true and do the Master’s will, we, too, will meet her on that shining shore. It was only until about one year ago that her aged father, Rev. Wm. Bland, preceded her to the glory land. Oh! what a meeting that must have been! When a child she gave her heart to God and united with the Spring Branch Baptist Church when in school at R.C.A. she took for her moto: “The white flower of a blameless life” and without the shadow of a doubt we know that she lived that life.
In thinking of her life these verses present themselves before us:
Each day I’ll do a golden deed
By helping those who are in need,
My life on earth is but a span,
And so I’ll do the best I can.
To be called a child of God each day
My light must shine along the way,
I’ll sing his praise while ages roll
And strive to help some troubled soul.”
The only life that will endure
Is one that’s kind and good and pure
And so for God, I’ll take my stand,
Each day I’ll lend a helping hand.
The funeral services were conducted by Rev. G.A. Bain and her remains laid to rest in the cemetery at Ridge Baptist Church.
For four or five years she passed through great mental suffering, but we trust and believe she is in a land of rest now.
One by one our friends will leave us,
For that far off distant land,
But we soon shall be united,
When before the King we stand.
We have loved ones in that city,
They have left us here below!
There they wait and look our coming,
When the pearly gates unfold.
--Mrs. G.W. Ferrell
From the Dunn Dispatch, Aug. 23, 1921
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