Jill Lorraine Sanderson was born March 25th, 1955 as Lorraine Jordan. At age 7, she and her younger brother were adopted by Bud and Tressie Sanderson and grew up in West Monroe.Jill was an exceptionally bright child and she possessed an inquisitive mind. Throughout her entire life her curiosity remained unfailing. She was always looking for wonder, always open to awe. Nooks and crannies were to be explored. New ideas were to be considered. Unfamiliar foods should be tasted. Strangers should not stay as such. She wanted to know all of God's creatures. She wanted to understand them.And this was the center of her most enduring quality – her compassion. Jill could feel things very intensely. Seeing pain caused her pain. And so she was compelled to give of herself, to give help, to extend a kindness wherever she went. She took in stray animals. She gathered people around her. Her warmth was abundant, her smile easy, and her laugh effortless. Jill loved to laugh. And to dance. And to celebrate. She sought to see the best in the things of this world and gave the same in return in her life.This was felt by all who knew her or even by those who but met her briefly – from a store cashier, to the special needs students she assisted for many years, to her family.For her family she fostered the same openness to the wonders all around them, an abiding kindness, and an embrace of those and that which were different.For her family, no sacrifice was too great. It was a reflection of her deep faith and love of God. She never once waivered in her belief in the redemptive and transformative grace of God. And that conviction informed her very being and it guided her to share the Word with her family and with her world, both near and far.Jill lived on an island in the Mediterranean, and in the vast open desert of California, and finally again in her home here in the South. Now, having shuffled off this mortal coil, she lives at peace and in joy in her Father's house.Jill was preceded in death by her parents, Bud and Tressie Sanderson.She is survived by her brothers Tim Sanderson and Victor Jordan; her sister Arlene Lamonica; her children Bradney and Kayla Evans; and the father of her children and best friend, Paul Evans.In her final days and hours she was surrounded by friends Colleen Simmermaker, Debra Isbell, and Shelly McCormick; and her cousins Judy Sanderson Parks, Carol Cook and his wife Jan.