Dottie Rambo Killed in Bus Accident

[Sherri]

Sad.....she wrote a lot of good songs that will be sung for years to come.

[Mrs. LPW]

I think the way she went is the hardest to swallow. Very shocking and sudden.

[Barb]

This is such tragic news...

[Barb]

Originally Posted by Mrs. LPW

I think the way she went is the hardest to swallow. Very shocking and sudden.

Yes...as much as she endured with the many operations and the horrific pain, going this way is just not something anyone could have imagined...it's quite a shock.

[Mrs. LPW]

Just one of those things you don't believe at first...

We should share some of our favorite songs of hers.

I have memories of my dad singing this at bedtime, during his prayer time.

I’VE NEVER BEEN THIS HOMESICK BEFORE
Writer Dottie Rambo

There's a light in the window
And the table's set in splendor
Someone's standing by the open door (open door)
I can see a crystal river
Oh I must be near forever
And I've never been this homesick before

Chorus:
See the bright light shine
It's just about hometime
I can see my Father standing at the door
This world has been a wilderness
I'm headed for deliverance
Lord, I've never been this homesick before

I can see the family gather
Sweet faces, there all familiar
But no one's old or feeble anymore
Oh this lonesome heart is cryin'
Think I'll spread my wings for flyin'
Lord, I've never felt this homesick before

[Barb]

Too many sunsets lie behind the mountain
Too many rivers my feet have walked through
And too many treasures are waiting over yonder
There's just too much to gain to lose

[Sherri]

"Build My Mansion"
"Come Spring" and my all time favorite -
"He Looked Beyond My Fault"

[Mrs. LPW]

Yes.. He looked beyond my fault and Too many sunsets...

She was quite a songwriter.
That will be a large memorial service.

[Sister Alvear]

We translated Build my mansion several years ago in Portuguese...
she sure wrote anointed songs...

[Barb]

One of my all-time favorites...


Oil and the wine, healing devine
The oil brings the gladness
There's life in the vine

Oil and the wine, such healing devine
Servants of mercy...if we are servants of mercy
Servants of mercy, pour in the oil and the wine