Memorial Day

By Linda Stewart, 25 May 2022

On May 30th, our nation will observe Memorial Day.   Memorial Day, which was originally named Decoration Day, originated during the American Civil War when citizens placed flowers on the graves of those who had been killed in battle.  After World War I, the day came to be observed in honor of all who have died during the nation’s wars.  Our nation and the individual families will never forget their loves ones who sacrificed their lives for our freedom.

There is another one who gave the ultimate sacrificed of His life for the freedom of all mankind.  His name is Jesus Christ.  We don’t place flowers on His grave because He was resurrected on the third day after He died.  Then forty days later He ascended to heaven from the Mount of Olives outside of Jerusalem, Israel.

Jesus did institute a Memorial Day for Himself.  Paul, the apostle, wrote about it in 1 Corinthians 11:23-26  23 For I received from the Lord that which I also delivered to you, that the Lord Jesus, on the night when He was betrayed, took bread; 24 and when He had given thanks, He broke it and said, “This is My body, which is for you; do this in remembrance of Me.” 25 In the same way He also took the cup after supper, saying, “This cup is the new covenant in My blood; do this, as often as you drink it, in remembrance of Me.” 26 For as often as you eat this bread and drink the cup, you proclaim the Lord’s death until He comes.

We call Jesus’ Memorial Day simply communion.  The U.S. Memorial Day is once a year.  Communion can be daily until He returns to earth.  Returning to earth is the promise He made to all mankind.    The signs of the times indicate that promise is getting closer to being fulfilled.

Poem in tribute to our Papaw – William Lee Paschall

by Linda Stewart, 30 March 2020

Poem by Pat Paschall, 24 February 1978

Papaw Paschall farms his land, With strong will and calloused hand.  In the heat of day with sweating brow, He works his field with his old plow.  He plants his crops of milo and corn, To feed the pigs his sows have borne. With sun and rain his grain will grow.  And with the harvest he will know, That the year he’s spent has been worthwhile, The shelves are filled, and so he smiles.  As he gives thanks to the Lord above, For all the blessings on those he loves.  He never failed to do his best, With the seven children with which he’s blessed.  Now in that home on a hill, Evening comes and all is still. With book in hand he goes to rest, In that chair he loves the best.  With sleeping eyes he nods his head, Before a fire with embers red.  Oh, how sweet to watch him sleep, This man I love-this man complete.  Even now I see him there sound asleep in that old chair.

William Lee Paschall (ID= K8882), (Jonathan Franklin, John Christmas, Michael Wood, Thomas, William),  was the son of Jonathan Franklin Paschall and Sarah Alice Flowers.  Lee was born on 4 February 1897 in Perry Co., TN, died on 13 June 1983 in Gibson Co., TN, and was buried in the Walnut Grove Baptist Church Cemetery in Gibson Co., TN[i].   He married Ida Lee Webb on 2 February 1919 in Crockett Co., TN[ii].   Ida was born on 27 February 1898, died on 22 December 1952, and was also buried in the Walnut Grove Baptist Church Cemetery[iii].  Their seven children were Marion Alene, William Frank, Max Albert, Johnnie Lee, Joline, Bobby Gene, and John Robert[iv].

[i] Social Security Death Index:, accessed 30 Mar 2020

[ii] Crockett County TN Marriage Records, Jan 1916-Sept 1919: Vol. 15, Page 597, Lee Pascal

[iii], accessed 30 Mar 2020

[iv] Year: 1920; Census Place: Civil District 8, Dyer, Tennessee; Roll: T625_1738; Page: 6B; Enumeration District: 28:   Year: 1930; Census Place: District 6, Gibson, Tennessee; Page: 14A; Enumeration District: 0009; FHL microfilm: 2341981:   Year: 1940; Census Place: Gibson, Tennessee; Roll: m-t0627-03892; Page: 1B; Enumeration District: 27-21