Thursday, August 5, 2021

It Is Well With My Soul

When sorrows like sea billows roll

Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say

It is well, it is well with my soul

 

Gilbert Melton Powell, age 60 of Omaha, Arkansas, passed away at home on Tuesday, August 3, 2021.  The son of Gilbert Willis Powell and Hazel Gaddy Powell, he was born in Harrison, Arkansas on July 13, 1961.  He was raised in Green Forest and has been a resident of Omaha for the past 40 years.  He worked in the Engineering Department at Big Cedar for over 10 years.

Gilbert enjoyed coon and deer hunting, fishing, grilling, woodworking and weight lifting.  He also enjoyed farming.  He was a faithful and kind father, brother and son.  He was always ready to help someone in need.

He was preceded in death by his parents, and four siblings, Richard Powell, Patsy Poor, Clayton Powell and Debbie Powell.  Gilbert is survived by his children, Willis (Tabitha) Powell of Omaha and Julie (Justin) Smith of Everton; his grandchildren, Alyssa Powell, Brookelynn Powell, Kalub Anderson, Kyle Smith and Braxton Smith; three sisters, Fleta Aday of Green Forest, Betty Renfroe of Pottsville and Helen Powell See of Green Forest; his nephew Kelly Poor; close friends, Derrick Jackson and Doug Reed and a host of nieces, nephews, extended relatives, friends and his Big Cedar work family.

Funeral service will be at 2 PM, Friday, August 6, 2021 at Coffman Funeral Home Chapel in Harrison with Bro. Bob Jackson officiating.  Private burial will be in Alpena Cemetery.

Visitation will be one hour prior to the service on Friday, beginning at 1 PM.

Pallbearers are Willis Powell, Justin Smith, JR Aday, Braxton Smith, Derrick Jackson and Kelly Poor.  Honorary Pallbearer is Doug Reed.

Memorials can be made to any Autism Foundation in Gilbert’s memory.

3 comments:

Donna. W said...

I love that song, and it's one of my favorites to sing alto to.

I like the story behind it and how and why it was written.

God bless all the family. This world is not our home; we are all bound for another place, and I'm feeling more and more like this world is TRULY not my home. I feel like a stranger and pilgrim passing through.

Galla Creek said...

60 is so young, Donna.

Far Side of Fifty said...

Acceptance and loss is hard...may your good memories give you comfort:)