RAYEL EULOGY from Godmother Robyn Matthews
“The golden moments in the stream of life rush past us and we see nothing but sand;
the angels come to visit us, and we only know them when they are gone.” (George Eliot)
PAUSE - SILENCE
I would like to begin by thanking everyone for being here today, we are touched that you are here to show your support to the family and pay your respects to Rayel.
My name is Robyn, 1st cousin to Bronwyn and God Mother to Rayel.
I stand up here with one wish and one purpose. My wish is for everyone to remember Rayel the way I do and my purpose is to share my memories of him so that we will never forget.
As a family we were always informed and involved in Rayel’s achievements, with every accomplishment his Mom always enveloped it with so much pride. She made us feel part of his life and for that we are not only Blessed but divinely favoured.
Rayel was born on the 4th of March 1999 at the St Monica’s Maternity Home in Cape Town. He was brought into our world by his Mom Bronwyn Newman and his Dad Bradley Da Silva. Raised and loved dearly by his step Dad, Troy Newman together with his Grand Mothers ma Yvonne, ma Pam, ma Edith and ma Lucille. Rayel loved children and especially adored his sisters, Trinity, Trista, Jayden and brother Blaine.
I remember Rayel always had the highest regard for his older cousins and they were mentors to him in his life. He loved his cousins as much as he loved his own sisters and brother.
He always surrounded himself with good quality friends that were outgoing and a positive influence in his life. I remember some delightful days spent with Rayel and Bronwyn especially the memories I have of them when they stayed in our home for a short while. Rayel was like my own and I can still remember the way I used to comfort him as he fell asleep as a baby.
Rayel graduated from St. Anne’s school in 2012 where he was House Captain, Class Monitor and also in the General Knowledge Quiz Club. He joined the International School of Cape Town in January this year, after being selected from a large number of applicants for a full scholarship. These scholarships are awarded only to the most deserving candidates. He showed himself to be a student with great potential. In a relatively short time he began to deliver good work and first class results. Rayel fitted in very well with his peers and was also popular with other students in other grades. His cheerful, positive disposition and friendly attitude to all will be missed dearly by those who grew to know him at the school.
Rayel enjoyed many things including science, making his own music, hockey and especially baseball. He excelled in maths and science, loved experimenting with different things and enjoyed making movies. He even completed his first silent movie. When it came to music he was known as the beat boxer and he was even nicknamed Razadee. His passion was his sport, Baseball. He joined the Battswood Baseball Club in 2010. He never missed a season or practise session. He loved the game very much and he was even selected for Provincial trials for season 2012/2013.
He had his first Holy Communion in 2009 and also assisted as an altar boy in the church.
Rayel was raised to be a humble boy, always respectful to his elders. His family instilled the best in him. I remember Rayel always making sure that when he came to visit our home that his little sisters always greeted everyone in the house before they went to play. Of course as he matured into a handsome teenager, he would still visit us, always remaining humble.
He brought so much joy and laughter into everyone’s lives and his humour, respect, love, humility, dreams and intelligence will forever live on in our hearts.
Rayel, your humour, positive attitude and beautiful smile are what we will remember most about you. To me you are a true angel.
In conclusion I would like to leave you with this bible verse and poem:
Romans 14:7-9 for none of us lives to himself, and none of us dies to himself. For if we live, we live to the Lord, and if we die, we die to the Lord. So then, whether we live or whether we die, we are the Lord’s. For to this end Christ died and lived again, that he might be Lord both of the dead and of the living.
POEM
You can shed tears that he is gone,
Or you can smile because he lived,
You can close your eyes and pray that he will come back,
Or you can open your eyes and see all that he has left.
Your heart can be empty because you can't see him
Or you can be full of the love that you shared,
You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday,
Or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.
You can remember him and only that he is gone
Or you can cherish his memory and let it live on,
You can cry and close your mind be empty and turn your back,
Or you can do what he would want:
Smile, open your eyes, love and go on.
Those we love don't go away,
They walk beside us every day,
Unseen, unheard, but always near,
Still loved, still missed and very dear.