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Overta Lea Smylie

Overta Lea Smylie was born May 22, 1930 to Overt Ray and Mary Alma (Covalt) Powders in Selman, Oklahoma. She graduated high school and married Bryan Russell Smylie in 1950. She was a business owner of Hardberger Smylie Dirt Construction until her retirement. She was a member of the United Methodist Church and the Women’s VFW Auxiliary. Her husband and parents preceded her in death.

Overta passed on December 22, 2017 at the Beaver County Memorial Hospital, Oklahoma at the age of 87.

She is survived by her son, Ben Smylie of Beaver, Oklahoma; her daughters, Lisa Chockley and Holly Calhoon, of Beaver, Oklahoma; 7  grandchildren, 4 great grandchildren  and a host of other family and friends.

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Grieve-as-you must, not-as-others will tell you is right, wrong or indifferent.  Travel-the-pathway ahead as you seek ways to fill the void.  I never met Overta myself but felt I had because of your faithfulness.  Holly, I shall never forget your coming every Wednesday to senior center to take her lunch.  May God bless each of you greatly, lean heavily on Him for comfort, peace and guidance.  All of ours are coming to Beth's for holidays as she has 12-day vacation from work at OSU and Lacey has same.  

My loving grandmother, the day you left,
my heart filled-with-pain, it felt-like-a theft.
I feel-so-much sorrow, deep-is-my grief;
now you're-not-suffering, that's-a-relief.

I hope sincerely you rest-in-peace,
my-love-for you shall-never-cease.
I miss you so-much deeply-and-dearly,
I'll remember-your-voice forever-and-clearly.

For-so-many of us, you-were-our foundation,
a beautiful-life deserves a standing-ovation.
Thank you, Grandmother for selflessly sharing;
such a-loving-grandmother, thoughtful-and-caring.

         MOMMA WAS A ROCK                                                                     Rev. Jim Reeves
I remember my momma singing as she went about her-day;                                                                                           cooking, cleaning and washing, for that was just my-momma's-way.
Her family was everything to her and somehow she was always there                                                                                                   to give a hug, dress-a-wound or to hear our-bedtime-prayer.
No matter how our lives changed with the ticking of-the-clock;                                                                                                 we could always count on Momma, 'cause Momma was-our-rock.
Read John 14:15 - 21
Jesus said, "I will not leave you as orphans; I will come to you. Before-long, the world will not see me anymore but you will see me. Because I live, you also will live. On that-day you will realize I am in my-Father, I am in you and you are in me. John 14:18 - 20 New-International version

Even-though I was an adult when my parents died, I felt a keen-sense
of what it was like to be an orphan. Gone were the two-people who had nurtured me and shaped my life. Sharp-grief gave way to bewilderment, "Who am I now; who knows me deeply yet loves me anyway? The gospel of John recounts Jesus telling
His-disciples although the time is coming they would see Him no-more but He would always be a part of them just-as they would forever be a part of
So it has been with my parents. I see now even-after their-deaths, their
example of loving-kindness continues to teach me and guide my-life. That goes deeper than just warm-memories. My parents are in me at a deep-level, deeper than the mind can comprehend and as-deep as the heart. Surely God was their-heart's teacher.
In the same-way I come to know God through the life and love of Jesus. Nurturing that-relationship through prayer, study, giving and
serving keeps me forever-connected to the living-God.

Gracious-God, let who we are reflect who You are in all we do. Amen

Because of God's great-love for us, we are never-orphaned.

                                 THE BROKEN CHAIN

We little knew one-morning God was-going-to call-your-name,
In life we loved-you-dearly and in death we-do-the same.
It broke-our-hearts to-lose you, you did-not-go alone;
Part-of-us went-with-you the-day-God called-you-home.
You-left-us peaceful-memories, your-love-is still-our-guide;
Though we-cannot-see you, you-are-always at-our-side.
Our-family-chain is-broken and nothing-seems-the same;
As-God-calls us one-by-one, the-chain will-link-again

Jackie R. Sheldon and family Dec 24 2017 12:00 AM