Barbara J. Wilson's Obituary
Barbara Doan Wilson
Barbara was born Aug. 27, 1936 in Mt. Carmel, IL the daughter of Herbert and Naomi (George) Doan. She lived in Mt. Carmel, IL until she went to Chicago as a young adult. There she graduated from Midwest Institute of automation and worked in data processing at US Steel. After several years, she returned to Mt. Carmel and worked at Crescent Plastics, Evansville and Potter and Brumfield, Princeton. Barbara retired early from Potter and moved to AZ in 1990. In the past few years, she lived with her surviving sister, Betty Gallatin, in Tucson until she went to her heavenly home on July 5, 2018.
Barbara was a life-long Christian and faithful member of the Mt. Carmel Church of the Nazarene until moving to Arizona. She then was a faithful congregant of the Mt. View Baptist Church in Tucson.
Left to mourn Barbara are her sister, Betty Gallatin, sister-in-law, Claudia Bryant, her Tucson family: niece Cathy (Paul) Carey, their daughters Megan Laux, Erin Whatton, Ashley Jones, and Hayley Whitter and families. Also surviving are many nieces and nephews, step-children, and friends from around the country.
She was preceded in death by her husband Curtis Wilson, Sr., father Herbert, mother Naomi, step-father Murl Bryant, sisters Nellie Hansman and Charlotte Burkhart, brothers Rev. Wm. Doan and Thomas Doan, and step-brother Doyle Bryant.
Graveside services will be held July 12, 10:00 a.m. at the Evergreen Cemetery, Tucson, AZ, officiated by Mt. View Baptist Church’s pastor.
Barbara wanted to share her last witness for the Lord and wrote the following:
“At my funeral, I would like these two songs played, At Calvary and What a Day That Will Be. These two songs pretty well tell my life story. I was far from perfect in people’s eyes, but after hearing the song At Calvary at the age of 14, I accepted Christ as my Lord and Savior. I had a lot to learn and failed many times. But praise be to God, he looked on the heart instead of the outward appearance. He would always wipe away my tears and tell me to try again.
For God so loved the world that he gave His only begotten son, who suffered on a cruel cross so that all who believe in Him and seek forgiveness for their sins and desire to follow Him, shall be saved.
There is only one way to the Father and that is through the precious blood of the Son.
I believe in God the Father, creator of all and master of all; God the Son, precious Jesus, Savior and Redeemer; God the Holy Spirit, who helps us to know the way we should go.
I do not want a memorial service that tells how good I was, because if it were not for my Blessed Savior, I would have no hope. My hope is in the precious blood shed on Calvary’s tree which shows God’s love and mercy.”
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