The diarygame 1/10/2025: mourning with my dearest friend.

The last time I was this emotional was during my best uncle's funeral some years ago; it was a death that cut deep into my skin. Not until yesterday, when my friend's mom was laid to rest at Umuahia, Abia State.
It was a terrible day for me, as I kept on reflecting on life. This woman that died was full of life, a caring mother, and very understanding.

For some time I have been close to her, and I saw the connection she has with her female children.Because of the distance from Uyo, my church members that volunteered to attend the burial arrived at the church, and we left by 8 am. To the glory of God, we arrived safely to the village. Because of the rain, the family was unable to go to the mortuary to carry the corpse on time. Before they came back from the morgue, it was around 11:47.

all the volunteers from Akwa Ibom, my church
The love we showed to the family was massive, not only because they were our members but also because of the life the deceased lived.She was dedicated to her duties in the church and lived an upright life.But death cut her life so short; who are we to question God but only console ourselves with what is written in the Bible?The funeral service was taking time as people were crying uncontrollably. We tried to help our sister, who happens to be my dearest friend, with her consolation massage and her small package to help her run some expenses. We entered our motors back to Akwa Ibom State

Our coming back was smooth, and we all got to our various destinations safely.Life is so deep that we all need to use it wisely; whatever we do, we should remember to number our days, hence no one knows when the trumpet of the Lord shall sound.My friend's mom will be greatly missed; I'm sure that on that Resurrection morning she will be called a faithful servant who worked in the ways of God.My prayer is with my friend, and surely the only comfort she will have now will come from above; we have done our part as humans.May those who are grieving for someone be comforted. That was my end of prayer for the day, and I called it a day.