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Dearest family... Our hope and consolation is this... That God has promised that we will meet our precious dad again... God has never failed us yet... He does not lie. He has said that this life is the temporary one and a preparation for the eternal one. We celebrate a father that has loved us well and demonstrated the Eternal Father's love to us. My one prayer was that I would meet him once more when I heard he was sick. When I heard Apala had passed away I was heartbroken and I reminded the Lord that I had petitioned that I would meet him once again. This morning the Holy Spirit gently whispered to me... I answered your prayer... You will meet him once again and will never have to say goodbye. Hang on to this dear hope as you celebrate His incredible life. He is alive in the arms of His and our saviour. I hope this will be of comfort to you all at this difficult time. I just want to thank you all for doing your bit to make his last days a good one. Now we remember him with sadness and joy and thank God that He gifted us with this loving father/grandfather and great grandfather. Don't be afraid to grieve the loss but don't forget to celebrate him either. 
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Thank you aila...my God has never unanswered my prayer...I knew he was going home and I had asked of the lord during the day before the evening he went that I might just meet him once .I didnt understand but I trusted His decision ...and as you write this I thank the Lord that we will meet yet again...the service was beautiful and especially when the last hymn was sung it felt like  heaven-we were one part of a heavenly choir.

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The day the Lord called dad home,I was busy with the logistics of government requirement all day and at around five in the evening the Lord took me through this intense time of worship.I was weeping in spirit as I prayed.During the worship the Lord put things in perspective.He reminded me of apala’s long years of walking with Him,of his ministry to the church and the servants of God.He reminded me that apala was His child .
In beween the prayer airMimie called me asking me to talk to Amala. I asked them to pray as well .She told me that they had assembled for the evening devotions.
After that I went back to praying and worshipping with a UESI family on line.I do not know them.
After the prayer concluded I was lying in a holy haze when my cousin called me to give me the news that dad had passed away.
The Holy Spirit had already prepared me,ministered to me and assured me.
I took the news from my quarantine centre in the border area and also took the responsibility to inform everyone but most importantly Amala.
Yesterday during the funeral preparation when aie Mimi asked for a verse I got this verse Jude 24 and 25 for the obituary.
As I opened my bible I realised that there was this whole instruct and assurance from Jude 20 to 25.
That is the gift the Holy Spirit gave me...My main concern was he would be alone amongst strangers in the icu.He wasn't alone when he passed away to glory.The spirit of the Lord assured me .That is why it did not matter that I could not attend the funeral.
The funeral ceremony is just that ,a ceremony....my father never believed in ceremonies,it’s value lies in bringing people to the saving knowledge of Christ and is more for us who are left behind,yet the final song brought so much of peace to my heart.He was our precious dad but most importantly he was a child of God.
My heart is filled with gratitude to God .In spirit he let me bid farewell to apala from the confines of a quarantine centre  ,to release him to eternity and arms of His Father ,till we meet again at Jesus feet.
Our God is a faithful God.

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