A Wife, Grandmother, Mother, Sister, Daughter and Friend .

Her passing has left an emptiness in all of our hearts and a joyous reminder that we will rejoice with her one day.

Eileen loved her husband, children and grandchildren so much.

Eileen was a selfless servant and went out of her way to make sure everyone was well taken care of and loved.

and She loved her Jesus!

we will all miss her so..

Eileen is survived by her Son Robert Powell, Daughter Heidi Powell and her Beloved Grancdhildren

I come to the garden alone

While the dew is still on the roses

And the voice I hear, falling on my ear

The Son of God discloses

And He walks with me

And He talks with me

And He tells me I am His own

And the joy we share as we tarry there

None other has ever known

He speaks and the sound of His voice

Is so sweet the birds hush their singing

And the melody that He gave to me

Within my heart is ringing

And He walks with me

And He talks with me

And He tells me I am His own

And the joy we share as we tarry there

None other has ever known

I stayed in the garden with Him

Though the night all around me is falling

But He bids me go, through the voice of woe

His voice to me is calling

And He walks with me

And He talks with me

And He tells me I am His own

And the joy we share as we tarry there

None other has ever known