TATA 💘

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We believed till his very last breath and with that I am satisfied. 

We had one more week with him before he was finally received in to glorious eternity. It was one week of receiving revelations from him, one week of seeing him smile and share and pray and say Halleluyah! One week of glorious moments of him saying things like, "kua ni leqataki au lewa, au sa bula tu." Trust that I hurried home after that and cried my life away. 

Our last moments with him though painful, I now see was pretty glorious. Standing by him all of us, holding on until he let go. Such a gentleman, waiting/ fighting till we were all there and had at least 20minutes with you one last time. 


Isa Tata. I wish you saw how the boys knelt by your hospital bed and cried/ prayed for themselves and their heartache. 
Bravest one I know 
Kindest heart to my soul
Your three mighty ones knelt beside your bed 
in teary unison 
Oh if you only saw them one more time
Give them a wave that it is alright 
Even though you had said it so many times. 
You were so sure of your salvation and it showed! 
I didnt want to let you go that day. 
Even in knowing you are better off there, than here.. 
It just aches to realize you are not around anymore to pray for us, check up on us;
that this is supposed to be our new normal now. 
I wish you saw how the church members came in full force - one man I noticed, couldnt help his tears the whole time they were here. 
All I thought was, maann Tata! 
How in the world are these people crying for you right now! 
I dont even know them. 
And these were only the ones that were able to make it. 
You impacted so many and it makes me teary. 
I wish you saw who all came, the things they shared about you, the things they brought for you.. 
It was so like God to make the church bring in the most - 
qaravi tu ga na nomu soqo ena i yau ni lotu.. 
From Day 1. God really does take care of His people. 
I keep re-living that evening by your bedside at 6.30pm.. and then the one when we had to walk your body in a casket in to church one last time - this was most painful because it wasnt YOU taking us to church anymore; 
it was us taking you in one last time 💔 

All we have are memories now. 
You made some mighty men cry that day
All I have are but poor words
That day was pretty glorious 
We are still hearing glorious things about you and I dont want it to ever end
I cant wait to see you again neitou Tata vinaka! 



 [ I keep saying glorious because man it was all nothing less than that! ]                   

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