In Loving Memory
| Adriaantje
Timmermans - Harteveld May 18, 1930 - January 5, 2010 Veilig in Jezus Armen ! Safe in Jesus Arms ! |
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This webpage I
made in loving memory of my dear mamma. She was taken from us so sudden and tragically in a car accident. |
| Adriaantje Timmermans - Harteveld |

Mom Reading - June 11, 2008

On my last trip home to see Mom - November 2009

The last family picture with mom & dad. November 7, 2009
Rena, Trudy, (brother requested privace), Emmy
and Lorena on Oma's lap.

June 20 2009 - Mom & Dad's last trip to Calgary
They came especially to celebrate Lodewyk's 40th
and Rena's 42nd Birthday with us.

Mom & Dad took us out eating for our Birthdays
June 20, 2009

October 2008 - Lorena with Oma
On our trip to Ontario for Dad's 80th Birthday
and mom & dads 53rd Anniversary.

June 6, 2008 - When Oma got to meet and hold
Lorena (her youngest grandchild) for the 1st time.

June 13, 2008 - Opa & Oma (holding Lorena)
visiting us in Calgary, Alberta.

June 14, 2008
Oma with Lorena, Janita, Opa and Jeremy

Welcome Opa & Oma - September 19, 2006
Opa, Jeremy, Janita & Oma

Mom & Dad visiting us in Calgary - September 2006

September 26, 2006
Taking mom & dad out for a day to the mountains.

Mom & dad always enjoyed the day trips
we took to the mountains with them.

September 30, 2006
An other day trip to the mountains.
Oma & Opa with Janita & Jeremy

Mom & dad took us out eating for our
14th Wedding Anniversary.
Lodewyk & Rena and Mom & Dad - Sept. 30, 2006

Some of the Articles printed in News papers and the internet:
CRASH SENDS TWO TO HOSPITAL
Two people were rushed to hospital Tuesday night after their vehicle flipped off Norwich Road and was submerged for a short time.
While few details were available, Brant OPP reported that a seriously injured woman was taken to Brantford General Hospital.
A man was taken to Woodstock General Hospital with nonlife threatening injuries.
The accident occurred on Norwich Road, near Oxford Line.
Police said road conditions were slippery.
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A 79-year-old Norwich woman has died following an accident on Norwich Road near the West Quarter Townline Road Tuesday evening last week.
Adriaantje Timmermans died at Brantford General Hospital as a result of injuries suffered in the accident.
Brant OPP say the accident occurred at about 5:15 p.m. on Jan. 5 when a westbound Volkswagen van slid into a ditch and became partially submerged in a creek.
Arie Timmermans, the 81-year-old driver, was pulled from the van by a passerby. A local farmer went to the scene and used his tractor to pull the van back onto its wheels, a spokesman for the Brant OPP said.
County of Brant firefighters attended the scene and managed to free Adriaantje Timmermans who was then taken to Brantford General Hospital. Brant County and Oxford County paramedics assisted the injured couple at the scene, police said.
Arie Timmermans suffered minor injuries and was taken to Woodstock General Hospital.

Other links with the article about mom's passing.

A few words I wrote and Trudy read on mom's funeral.
I like to read some of our thoughts my sister Rena has written down for all of us.
MOTHER
This week as we bring our loving Wife, Mother, and Oma to the grave we want to say a few words to express our love for her.
Mom’s love for Dad us kids and grandkids could not be measured. Mom loved to take care and serve all of us.
Her deep and personal faith in her precious Savior our Lord Jesus Christ was very visible to all who know Mom well. She spoke often to us about her faith and hope in Christ as she loved her Lord so much.
Today Dad, us children and grand children stand united in our grief for this our great loss.
We mourn as we will miss her so dearly. Each of us having so many fond memories.
We know not why our Wife, Mother, Oma and friend was taken from us so sudden and tragically
but the Lord’s ways are higher then our ways and his thoughts are greater then our thoughts.
The Lord is our comfort as we read in his word,
“When I sit in darkness, the Lord shall be a light unto me.
Though I walk through the valley of shadow of death, I will fear no evil;
for Thou art with me, thy rod and staff they comfort me.”
We take comfort in knowing that our loving Wife, Mom, Oma and friend is with our Savior for ever.
Veilig in Jezus armen - Safe in Jesus arms

Dutch song which has given me comfort - Safe in Jesus Arms:
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Veilig in Jezus' armen, veilig aan Jezus' hart; dáár in zijn teer erbarmen, dáár rust mijn ziel van smart. Hoor, 't is het lied der eng'len, zingend van liefd' en vreê, ruisend uit 's hemels zalen, over de glazen zee. Veilig in Jezus' armen, veilig aan Jezus' hart; dáár in zijn teer erbarmen, daar rust mijn ziel van smart.
Veilig in Jezus' armen, vrij bij mijn Heer en Borg, vrij van 't gewoel der wereld, vrij van verdriet en zorg, vrij van de vrees en twijfel, vrij van der zonden macht; nog slechts een weinig lijden, nog slechts een korte nacht. Veilig in Jezus' armen, vrij bij mijn Heer en Borg, vrij van 't gewoel der wereld, vrij van verdriet en zorg.
Jezus, mijn dierb're toevlucht, Jezus, Gij stierft voor mij! Dat op die rots der eeuwen, eeuwig mijn hope zij. Heer, laat mij lijdzaam wachten, totdat het duister vliedt, en 't oog aan gindse kusten uw heillicht gloren ziet. Jezus, mijn dierb're toevlucht, Jezus, Gij stierft voor mij! Dat op die rots der eeuwen, eeuwig mijn hope zij.
Orgelmuziek Veilig in Jesus Armen http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mdBnkXMzXPQ
Dit versje had mama opgeschreven en zelf onderstreept (waarschijnlijk omdat ze het zo mooi vond). We vonden het een paar dagen na de begravenis: De Heere onze gerechtigheid.
Eens was ik een vreemd’ling voor God en mijn hart. Ik kende geen schuld gevoelde geen smart. Ik vroeg niet; mijn ziele, door ziet gij u lot? Hoe zult gij rechtvaardig verschijnen voor God.
Al sprak daar een stemuit de Heilige blaan. Van ’T Lam met de zonden der wereld belaan. Ik zocht bij de kruis paal geen veilige wijk. Stond blind, en van verre, in mij zelven zo rijk.
Ik deed als Jeruzalems dochter weleer, Ik weende om de pijn van mijn leidende Heer’ En dacht er niet aan, dat ik zelf door mijn schuld, Zijn kroon had gevlochten, Zijn beker gevuld.
Maar toen mij Gods Geest aan mij zelf had ontdekt, Toen werd in mijn ziele de vreeze gewekt, Toen voelde ik wat eisen Gods Heiligheid deed. Daar werd al mijn deugden een wegwerpelijk kleed.
Toen vluchte ik tot Jezus Hij heeft mij gered; Hij heeft mij verlost van het vonnis der wet; Mijn heil en vrede en mijn leven werd Hij. Ik boog me, geloofde, en mijn God sprak mij vrij.
Nu ken ik die waarheid zo diep als gewis, Dat Christus alleen mijn gerechtigheid is; Nu tart ik de dood nu verwin ik het graf, Nu neemt geen satan mij de zegenkroon af!
Nu reis ik getroost onder t’ Heilige kruis. Naar ’t erfgoed daarboven, in ’t vaderlijk huis. Mijn Jezus geleidt mij door de aardse woestijn. “Gestorven voor mij” zal mijn zwanen zang zijn. R.M M’ Cheyne
A few days after mom's funeral we found a Dutch poem (as above) that she had written down. She probably wrote it down as it spoke to her so much. I found the English version (see below).
JEHOVAH TSIDKENU."THE LORD OUR RIGHTEOUSNESS"(The watchword of the Reformers.)
Een paar dagen na dat mamma was verongelukt vonden we een boek onder haar stoel. Ze las veel als ze s'avonds niet kon slapen. De titel was "De Hemel Geopend", een boek over openbaringen.
A few days after mom passed away in the accident we found a book under her chair. She read a lot when she could not sleep at night. The title of the book was "The heaven opened" a book about Revelations.
Oma truly loved and enjoyed all her grandchildren as we can see on the pictures.
One of the last pictures I took of my mom. November 2009
We received great comfort from Romans 8 Which was also Read for the funeral Service. There is therefore now no condemnation to them which are in Christ Jesus, who walk not after the flesh, but after the Spirit. Rom 8:1
For I am persuaded, that neither death, nor life, nor
angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present, nor things to come,
Mamma I wish I could have said one last goodbye, given one more last hug and tell you one more time that I loved you so. I wish I could have given one last thank you for all your caring and love and the witness you have been to us. ![]() Mamma we know you are home in Glory for ever praising your Saviour our Lord Jesus Christ!
Oma, Lorena and Opa. On January 30, 2010 I found something on our daughter Janita's desk. It was a few words Janita had written down about her loving Oma (as below).
Until We Meet Again
I cried until there were no tears left
but the tears wouldn't bring you back.
I watched you hoping you'd move,
I watched you to see if you were breathing
but you just lay there peacefully.
I was the last to say good-bye
but all I could do is cry
and then murmur my last farewell.
I asked God to give me strength
as they lowered you gently.
I will come visit your grave
and I'll remember too
all the good times we had.
Until we meet again
only time will tell
that this is not our last farewell.
You are so special
I'll always love you
and I'll miss you forever
I watched You
I watched you hoping you would move
I watched you to see if you were breathing
I watched you lay there peacefully
I watched you as my mom said her last goodbye
I watched you as everyone else said their last goodbye
I watched you being carried into church
I watched you being carried to the grave
I watched you being lowered down
Now God is watching over you.
In memory of my beloved Oma
Timmermans
by: Janita Brobbel
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