Nothing takes away the blow that hits your shallow pit of your stomach. Closely followed by the stream of tears that involuntarily drip from your face. As I continuously and repeatedly moaned
"No! No!"
It can't be I thought out loud.
I have just learnt that the mother of one of my best friends has passed away. What's upsetting is that a gentle shining star has been returned to her Creator. She was a woman of faith. Having been through the loss of one of her daughters recently, she stood in her faith and kept marching on. Through the pain of loss. She trusted and depended on the Author of her life.
She was the one who told us off as we tried to go to places where we were not supposed to. She never minced her words nor her opinions which were based on her faith. The same faith that we professed and tried to lead. But as teenagers, we thought she was cramping our style. Yet she tried to protect us.
It's true we do not know the hour. Her hour came within a blink of an eye. As a quick flash of lightening. So we have to watch and pray always.
All the love , the rebukes, her living faith and her walk with God will stand as a lamp post as we continue on our journey on the earth on which we are passing through.
As sojoumers, nomads we have to keep our eyes on the Goal. The salvation of inner being, which indeed will live forever. Believe it or not.
She has run her race. She finished it. She won her crown. Her faith was tested and proven as pure as Gold. We look to you Lord, just as our dear mother did.
It's so ironic, that a warrior is called to join the heavenly army during the 40 days fast of Jesus. It's a wake up call to follow in His footsteps till our last breath.
Our prayers our with the Mavundla family
Keep your eyes on Him.
Always.
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