It's simply amazing when you allow the footsteps of your life to be ordered by the Lord.
Things had worked out in such a manner for me to be home again 24hrs/day not long after lockdown. That's when my aunt's body began weakening until she eventually couldn't do anything for herself and I was privileged together with my mom to be her mind, hands and feet. It was the natural ageing process. No suffering or pain. This great lady lived a humble yet powerful life. The many good teachings and lessons many a nephew, niece, student etc she had instilled within, abounds greatly!
A powerful soul, without whom we would not have had a decent home to live in during a time when it was near impossible for a "coloured female" to achieve; i.e. being able to purchase a house in the late 60's and that, in South Africa!
A radical activist apposing discrimination believing in equality for all!
A magnificent school teacher who most certainly left her mark in the lives of thousands and most definitely also in mine!
Not ever having married and being a mother, yet she was a mother to countless children!
An adorable singer with the most beautiful voice.
A woman who lived out an exciting life!
A humble soul having steadfast faith in the Lord.
Not ever having married and being a mother, yet she was a mother to countless children!
An adorable singer with the most beautiful voice.
A woman who lived out an exciting life!
A humble soul having steadfast faith in the Lord.
On the 22nd of March, as I was alone with her, I recall saying: "Looks like you're leaving on my birthday" Come March 23, it happened...
She had passed on, literally at the break of dawn!
Words cannot explain the experience I was privileged to witness - That beautiful transition from this life into the glorious next!
I have never seen such content, such beautiful peace on the face of someone who has passed on, such as I had seen on hers!
Not once have I felt a presence of "death" I truly only experienced peace and the Prince thereof, even in the room she had shared with my mom.
I call her: Daybreaker, in that she had pushed through the "night" having met the Son, joining Him in breaking through and into her glorious Day!
Well done Lalla! Well done indeed!
Rejoice, rejoice, rejoice greatly,
Rejoice O daughter of Zion!
O daughter of Zion, rejoice, rejoice, rejoice!
O daughter of Zion, rejoice greatly!
Shout, O daughter of Jerusalem!
Behold, thy King cometh unto thee.
Behold, thy King cometh unto thee.
Excerpt from: Messiah by George Frideric Handel
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