Thursday, July 27, 2017

Faith's Poem

You all know that poems touch my heart, and it seems my little Faith likes poetry as much as me. Before Faith even knew that we were going to give them a chance to share something about Oma and Papa, she had already written this poem. Please pray for all of us as we are going to go to mom and dad's house tomorrow to spend 2 days so we can share memories together. I know it will be very hard, but we know that we need to do this before we go back to Africa.



Oma & Papa
Hearts of pure Gold
They loved all through rain, wind, warm or cold!
Pure perfection was what they were 
and Are.
Our hearts cannot fathom why
God took them away.
But they are rejoicing dad after day.
So there will never be a day
When I don't thank God for my grandparents
that have passed away!
Thank you God for my Oma & Papa!
by: Faith Geurink


Wednesday, July 26, 2017

Polita and Nthabeleng's letters

One of the greatest gifts is that we had a wonderful visit with Bryan's parents in December/January. Polita and Nthabeleng were thrilled to meet Oma and Papa and to get to know them. They will treasure their memories, but they also now know the big loss of saying goodbye way to early. Here are the letters that they wrote to Oma and Papa.

Dear Oma and Papa,
I love the stuff that you did with me, and I wish you couldn't pass away. Thank you for tucking me in at night and for reading me stories. I will see you in heaven.
love,
Polita (8)


Dear Oma and Papa,
We love you and I wish that you could not die. It is sad. I liked playing with you and getting to go in your room at 8:00am (to wake them up). Oma, I liked it when you came to school and taught me and Polita. I miss you.
love,
Nthabe (6)


They have faced a lot of loss already in their young lives and it is sad that we could not protect them from more, but at least they are here with us and walking this road with their family by their side.

Mercy's letter

I am assuming that all of you have heard by now that both of Bryan's parents were killed in an accident that happened on July 14. We are now in America to be with family for a few weeks and last Saturday was the celebration of life for my amazing in laws. This is a very hard loss for our family and I cannot even begin to express in words the journey we are walking through right now.
For those of you who couldn't be there to hear the words we shared about Oma and Papa/ Mom and Dad, I am going to put them here on my blog. Mercy wanted to read this for them, but she was afraid to cry so mom and dad's pastor read these words for her last Saturday.

"If I told you all the memories I had with Oma and Papa, we would be here all day. But when I saw them, I had peace in my heart. I don't know why there was peace, there just was.

Joshua 1 verse nine is a very encouraging passage. In case you are wondering what it is, it is 'Have I not commanded you be strong and have good courage do not be afraid nor be dismayed for the Lord you God is with you wherever you go.'

Another encouraging passage is Jeremiah 29 verse 11which is, 'For I know the thoughts that I have for you says the Lord, thoughts of peace and not of evil to give you a future and a hope.'

I wish I could talk more but I am done."
Mercy and Oma went zip lining in South Africa in January. A very special memory.


What an amazing little girl that in a time of deep pain and sorrow and very real struggle, she is trying to encourage others. Oma and Papa would be so proud.

Wednesday, July 5, 2017

A Time for Everything

I feel such sadness right now. I am really trying to process that my dear friend is really gone, and it is just sad. I have lectured myself a hundred times that she is in a better place so I should feel happy for her, but whenever I see a picture of her, I just cry. I know that this is just how I process things and everything will be fine.

It was her time to die, and it is my time to mourn.

I have a month with Elijah before he will be moving to MI and it is getting more and more real everyday. He poured his heart out to me the other day and it was just so heartbreaking. He is struggling with some very hard, but very real things. I can't imagine having this kind of conversation over Skype and it is just hard to let go of that closeness. I know that I can't hold on to him or any of his sisters forever, but it is just hard.

It is his time to uproot from Africa and start a new chapter in America and it is my time to weep.

I have begun to talk with Bryan and with others about moving away from Lesotho in less than a year, and I cannot even begin to imagine what that is going to be like. I can't even let my mind go there or my eyes flood with tears. To be torn between being back with those I love in the states, yet leaving those I love here. It is too much to process, so I will chose not to process this one yet...

I do not question or doubt God's plan because He is my Father and He loves me so much. He has seen how everything will play out and I trust Him. I just feel a very deep sense of sadness, but I know that in time, this will be healed.

Ecclesiastes 3:1-8New International Version (NIV)

A Time for Everything

There is a time for everything,
    and a season for every activity under the heavens:
    a time to be born and a time to die,
    a time to plant and a time to uproot,
    a time to kill and a time to heal,
    a time to tear down and a time to build,
    a time to weep and a time to laugh,
    a time to mourn and a time to dance,
    a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
    a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,
    a time to search and a time to give up,
    a time to keep and a time to throw away,
    a time to tear and a time to mend,
    a time to be silent and a time to speak,
    a time to love and a time to hate,
    a time for war and a time for peace.