Wife to David Adams, mother to Marcia Monroe, Joseph Monroe and Seth Adams. Step-mother to Alicia Adams, Timothy Adams, Wesley Adams, Amy Monroe Wilson, and Tara Monroe. Sister to Ann Samples, Ruth Brown and James Brown.
Survived by her children, and her father Robert Brown. She was preceeded in death by her mother Ruby and her unborn baby lost to miscarriage in 2001. She died from lung cancer.
Some words read at her funeral:
We have all been brought together today because of the touch that Debbie Adams has had in all of our lives. As we have all cried and laughed together the past few days, one common thread is woven into our conversation. The very center of Debie's heart was so big and compassionate that in the midst of her own battle, she constantly reached out to others to guide, direct, encourage and love. She was constantly giving not only of herself, but of her God given talents. Whether is was new food recipe she brought to share with co-workers or a church potluck, or if she was sitting at a bedside of a patient assuring them everything would be Okay-her thread of compassion continued to weave the beautiful tapestry of her life. She was born into the home of Robert and Ruby Brown. She and her brother and sisters were always playing pranks and "little private jokes" on each other-leaving the next to wonder when the next prank would begin. Growing up with her mother as a minister and pastor was perhaps where Debbie really learned what it means to help others. She was preceeded in death by her mother and an unborn child she never got to hold or see because of miscarriage 4 years ago.
All of her children knew that Mom loved them and no matter what their crisis she would be there to help them get through it. All though she was young she had 12 grandchildren. She was proud of each and every one of them.The love Debbie and her husband shared for each other was obvious. No night was too late for David to drive home from the hospital, and there were no complaints from either of them over the effects this suprise sickness had along with the effects it caused. They remained optimistic and supporting of each other, determined to make every day a good one.
Debbie worshipped God with her whole heart. She encouraged everyone there and excited them with new ideas and plans that were starting to be implemented at her church. What an impact she has had in all of us! She was the best ER nurse that there could be. She just seemed to know what needed to be done and could read most situations exactly. Oh now we will miss her-at work-at home-at church-in the grocery store-and everywhere. But this we do know, Debbie is finally at true peace and rest. I can see her looking into the face of Jesus even now as He says back to her "well done," thou good and faithful servant. Enter now into the joy of the Lord."Debbie~welcome home!"
Survived by her children, and her father Robert Brown. She was preceeded in death by her mother Ruby and her unborn baby lost to miscarriage in 2001. She died from lung cancer.
Some words read at her funeral:
We have all been brought together today because of the touch that Debbie Adams has had in all of our lives. As we have all cried and laughed together the past few days, one common thread is woven into our conversation. The very center of Debie's heart was so big and compassionate that in the midst of her own battle, she constantly reached out to others to guide, direct, encourage and love. She was constantly giving not only of herself, but of her God given talents. Whether is was new food recipe she brought to share with co-workers or a church potluck, or if she was sitting at a bedside of a patient assuring them everything would be Okay-her thread of compassion continued to weave the beautiful tapestry of her life. She was born into the home of Robert and Ruby Brown. She and her brother and sisters were always playing pranks and "little private jokes" on each other-leaving the next to wonder when the next prank would begin. Growing up with her mother as a minister and pastor was perhaps where Debbie really learned what it means to help others. She was preceeded in death by her mother and an unborn child she never got to hold or see because of miscarriage 4 years ago.
All of her children knew that Mom loved them and no matter what their crisis she would be there to help them get through it. All though she was young she had 12 grandchildren. She was proud of each and every one of them.The love Debbie and her husband shared for each other was obvious. No night was too late for David to drive home from the hospital, and there were no complaints from either of them over the effects this suprise sickness had along with the effects it caused. They remained optimistic and supporting of each other, determined to make every day a good one.
Debbie worshipped God with her whole heart. She encouraged everyone there and excited them with new ideas and plans that were starting to be implemented at her church. What an impact she has had in all of us! She was the best ER nurse that there could be. She just seemed to know what needed to be done and could read most situations exactly. Oh now we will miss her-at work-at home-at church-in the grocery store-and everywhere. But this we do know, Debbie is finally at true peace and rest. I can see her looking into the face of Jesus even now as He says back to her "well done," thou good and faithful servant. Enter now into the joy of the Lord."Debbie~welcome home!"
Wife to David Adams, mother to Marcia Monroe, Joseph Monroe and Seth Adams. Step-mother to Alicia Adams, Timothy Adams, Wesley Adams, Amy Monroe Wilson, and Tara Monroe. Sister to Ann Samples, Ruth Brown and James Brown.
Survived by her children, and her father Robert Brown. She was preceeded in death by her mother Ruby and her unborn baby lost to miscarriage in 2001. She died from lung cancer.
Some words read at her funeral:
We have all been brought together today because of the touch that Debbie Adams has had in all of our lives. As we have all cried and laughed together the past few days, one common thread is woven into our conversation. The very center of Debie's heart was so big and compassionate that in the midst of her own battle, she constantly reached out to others to guide, direct, encourage and love. She was constantly giving not only of herself, but of her God given talents. Whether is was new food recipe she brought to share with co-workers or a church potluck, or if she was sitting at a bedside of a patient assuring them everything would be Okay-her thread of compassion continued to weave the beautiful tapestry of her life. She was born into the home of Robert and Ruby Brown. She and her brother and sisters were always playing pranks and "little private jokes" on each other-leaving the next to wonder when the next prank would begin. Growing up with her mother as a minister and pastor was perhaps where Debbie really learned what it means to help others. She was preceeded in death by her mother and an unborn child she never got to hold or see because of miscarriage 4 years ago.
All of her children knew that Mom loved them and no matter what their crisis she would be there to help them get through it. All though she was young she had 12 grandchildren. She was proud of each and every one of them.The love Debbie and her husband shared for each other was obvious. No night was too late for David to drive home from the hospital, and there were no complaints from either of them over the effects this suprise sickness had along with the effects it caused. They remained optimistic and supporting of each other, determined to make every day a good one.
Debbie worshipped God with her whole heart. She encouraged everyone there and excited them with new ideas and plans that were starting to be implemented at her church. What an impact she has had in all of us! She was the best ER nurse that there could be. She just seemed to know what needed to be done and could read most situations exactly. Oh now we will miss her-at work-at home-at church-in the grocery store-and everywhere. But this we do know, Debbie is finally at true peace and rest. I can see her looking into the face of Jesus even now as He says back to her "well done," thou good and faithful servant. Enter now into the joy of the Lord."Debbie~welcome home!"
Survived by her children, and her father Robert Brown. She was preceeded in death by her mother Ruby and her unborn baby lost to miscarriage in 2001. She died from lung cancer.
Some words read at her funeral:
We have all been brought together today because of the touch that Debbie Adams has had in all of our lives. As we have all cried and laughed together the past few days, one common thread is woven into our conversation. The very center of Debie's heart was so big and compassionate that in the midst of her own battle, she constantly reached out to others to guide, direct, encourage and love. She was constantly giving not only of herself, but of her God given talents. Whether is was new food recipe she brought to share with co-workers or a church potluck, or if she was sitting at a bedside of a patient assuring them everything would be Okay-her thread of compassion continued to weave the beautiful tapestry of her life. She was born into the home of Robert and Ruby Brown. She and her brother and sisters were always playing pranks and "little private jokes" on each other-leaving the next to wonder when the next prank would begin. Growing up with her mother as a minister and pastor was perhaps where Debbie really learned what it means to help others. She was preceeded in death by her mother and an unborn child she never got to hold or see because of miscarriage 4 years ago.
All of her children knew that Mom loved them and no matter what their crisis she would be there to help them get through it. All though she was young she had 12 grandchildren. She was proud of each and every one of them.The love Debbie and her husband shared for each other was obvious. No night was too late for David to drive home from the hospital, and there were no complaints from either of them over the effects this suprise sickness had along with the effects it caused. They remained optimistic and supporting of each other, determined to make every day a good one.
Debbie worshipped God with her whole heart. She encouraged everyone there and excited them with new ideas and plans that were starting to be implemented at her church. What an impact she has had in all of us! She was the best ER nurse that there could be. She just seemed to know what needed to be done and could read most situations exactly. Oh now we will miss her-at work-at home-at church-in the grocery store-and everywhere. But this we do know, Debbie is finally at true peace and rest. I can see her looking into the face of Jesus even now as He says back to her "well done," thou good and faithful servant. Enter now into the joy of the Lord."Debbie~welcome home!"
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