BREAKING: Alan Jackson’s Family Hit With Major Loss, Please Pray As They Mourn

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Please join us in praying for the Jackson family, this is so heartbreaking.


Alan Jackson has been a country music sensation for 34 years now, and everyone has grown to love him and his family. Now he and his family are mourning the loss of his beautiful mother, Ruth Jackson, who country fans all know as “Momma Ruth”.

It was Saturday morning (January 7) when Momma Ruth went to be with Jesus at 86-years-old. Jackson’s publicist shared a statement announcing that his mother had passed away in the comfort of her own home in Newnan, Georgia.

Of course, Momma Ruth was very important to all of us because we know that Alan loved her more than anyone. Not only that, but Ruth is a huge reason why Jackson is as successful as he is today.

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Ruth was born one April 2, 1930 in Lowell, Georgia and just 16 short years later is when she met and married the man of her dreams, Joseph Eugene Jackson. All of Jackson’s fans always knew Joseph as “Daddy Gene” though. Unfortunately, Eugene passed 17 years ago in January 2000. After they wed the two of them went on to have five children – Diane, Cathy, Carol, Connie and Alan!

Momma Ruth was survived by all five of her children, 12 grandchildren and 9 great-grandchildren. Ruth was an incredible woman and she was not only that, but she was a great mother and she was the person who inspired several of Jackson’s songs.

Just to name a few Precious Memories, Let It Be Christmas, and home were all of the songs that were inspired by Mrs. Jackson. We are so heartbroken to see her go, please continue to pray for this family!!!

In small town down in Georgia
Over 40 years ago
Her maiden name was Musik
Until she met that Jackson boy

They married young like folks did then
Not a penny to their name
They believed the one you vowed to love
Should always stay the same

And on the land his daddy gave him
A foundation underway
For a love to last forever
Or until their dying day

They built a bond that’s strong enough
To stand the test a time
And a place for us to turn to
When our lives were in bind

And they made their house from a tool shed
Grandaddy rolled out on two logs
And they built walls all around it
And they made that house a home

And they taught us ’bout good living
And taught us right from wrong
Lord, there’ll never be another place
In this world that I’ll call home

My mama raised five children
Four girls, and there was me
She found her strength in faith of God
And a love of family

She never had a social life
Home was all she knew
Except the time she took a job
To pay a bill or two

And my daddy skinned his knuckles
On the cars that he repaired
He never earned much money
But he gave us all he had

He never made the front page
But he did the best he could
Folks drove the cars from miles around
And let ’em look underneath the hood


And they made their house from a tool shed
Grandaddy rolled out on two logs
And they built walls all around it
And they made that house a home

And they taught us ’bout good living
And taught us right from wrong
Lord, there’ll never be another place
In this world that I’ll call home

There’ll never be another place
In this world that I’ll call home

RIP Momma Ruth!

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