Rosalind Jordan lived a life of love and gratitude for the saving grace of her lord Jesus Christ. She finished the good race of 2 Timothy 4:7-8 on February 8, 2018, "I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith. Now there is in store for me the crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous Judge, will award to me on that day—and not only to me, but also to all who have longed for his appearance." We know God welcomed her into His kingdom and is celebrating her arrival. We think he must see his daughter come home as among the most precious and faithful servants. She was the definition of meek in her life on earth; righteous, humble, teachable, and patient under suffering, long suffering, and willing to follow gospel teachings (an attribute of a true disciple). She was an example of a person living the fruits of the spirit: love, joy, peace, forbearance, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control (Galatians 5:22-23). The way she lived out her faith day to day is her greatest legacy. She succeeded in what she saw as her greatest work, to share her love of Jesus with her children, grand children, and great grands, as well as the many people throughout her life with whom she shared the gospel, either in word or by action. These facts were affirmed to her in her last hours so she could have no doubt that her work here was done.

Rose was known for taking in strays, loving them, and feeding them a good meal. She comforted the hurting. She will be remembered for her generosity, compassion, selflessness, and servant's heart. She'll also be remembered for her work and creativity in sewing, cooking, and preserving food.

Rose loved her home state, Oregon, and was a dedicated student of its natural and cultural history. She seemed to know every detail about everything Oregonian. For as immersed as she was in her native home, Rose had a spirit of adventure and enjoyed exploring. She took a trip through Europe in the bed of a Chevy pickup truck, praying her way through the "goat trail" roads of the Alps. She drove across country to Mississippi where she established a home and touched the lives of many. She drove the AlCan from Oregon to Alaska where she lived for 11 years before returning to Oregon, the place she always considered home.

Rose saw God's handiwork everywhere whether traveling or at home. She would audibly gasp when her eyes took in something especially beautiful; pinecones, smooth stones, autumn leaves, glittering streams, rugged mountains, wild animals, a delicate wildflower. She had a passion for preserving her experiences. We collectively rolled our eyes when the "camcorder" came out. She literally filmed rocks. She often pressed flowers and autumn leaves between the pages of her worn Bible and quilting magazines, and taught her grandchildren to do the same. She instilled in her family a great appreciation and respect for God's creation. She was most happy with a photograph she took of a water lily in Alaska in which reflection gave way to a clear view of the stem reaching into the depths. Once while out taking pictures she was charged by a moose and fell down an embankment, breaking her arm in an attempt to escape.

Rose has joined her beloved son, John, her mother Ruth, father Rex, brother Leuzeren, and grandson John Andrew in heaven. She is survived by her sister Linda Sisson, brother Ken Harmon, daughters Anita and Cheryl Jordan, Grandchildren Chris Jordan, Jessica Hay, Tara, Austin and Garret VanHagen, Great Grandchildren Luke and Aria Hay, and Audrey Jordan, and her cat Putsy. She is loved and will be missed by many friends and family.