Posted by Rose Alabaster on May 10, 2020
Weep not for me though I have gone
Into that gentle night
Grieve if you will, but not for long
Upon my soul’s sweet flight;

I am at peace, my soul’s at rest
There is no need for tears
For with your love I was so blessed
For all those many years;

There is no pain, I suffer not
The fear is now all gone
Put now these things out of your thoughts
In your memory I live on:

Remember not my fight for breath
Remember not the strife
Please do not dwell upon my death
But celebrate my life.

(Weep Not For Me - Unknown Author)
Posted by Rose Alabaster on May 10, 2020
Don’t grieve for me, for now I’m free,
I’m following the path God laid for me.
I took his hand when I heard his call,
I turned my back and left it all.

I could not stay another day,
To laugh, to love, to work, to play.
Tasks left undone must stay that way,
I’ve found that peace at the end of the day.

Perhaps my time seemed all too brief,
Don’t lengthen it now with undue grief.
Lift up your heart and share with me,
God wanted me now, He set me free.

(Text from:The Final Flight - Unknown Author)
Posted by Sophiah Osinde on December 11, 2019
Bironi!!!! It is really with a heavy heart to hold an e flower and lay it. However, you deserve nothing more than a crown of perseverance . Enyachieni eyio was brutal. You took your flight one way gaki. Rest in peace my dear sis. I have a tone of chat to do with you across the bridge on that bright morning. I cannot wait.
Posted by Rose Alabaster on December 11, 2019
Today was your first full year away . The pain and anger as to why the killers did this to you was no less.... we have missed your laughter jokes and caring.... we know some truth on your death... but much less on when we will ever get justice for you....

I will never know the amount of bravery you bore... to withstand those many years of these people... how brave and tolerating you must have been.... what a big heart you had my sister vero....

We will of course likely never see your grave... given the hostility from this man and his family... we will never lay flowers there... although we shall forever grow lovely flowers in our hearts always for you....

you will always shine... however much he tried to dim your light... you will always shine...

We will always hear the ripples of your hearty laughter... what a full heart you had.... what a loss... and what an idiot he was not to know what a gem he had...

I will not bother you with the story surrounding the obiiti we have been played on your issue... you might just laugh and say I used to tell you and you used to think it was a joke... nyinyi hamujui huyo mtu!'

True we dont.... we wont want to know anymore of him... but we already know you lived with an animal... how you managed????

God knows you needed a break by His throne....

Keep smiling...

For us we will try much we can... we are not evil or corrupt... the system is... so we cant promise you anything... but try we will.

Then you can ask our Father there to stretch his mighty hand... and deliver this much needed justice...

Today was a tough day... but you? I know you were smiling....

We love you always... i wish we could have done more then...

This year I had wanted you to visit... but God knew it was never to be.

Till we meet my dear sister... till we meet. Stay with the heavenly Angels
Posted by Rose Alabaster on October 10, 2019
Your candle will continue burning, your light will always shine - because you are a child of the Father. Though the world may forget you... though some people will not have memories, you left a part of you with us.... that will always feel you close.

Though we may continue crying for you -because we wish you were here with us.... we know our Father claimed you, because you are a child of God's Kingdom...

God's light shine on you till the end of time.. Rest easy dear sister, Let the light shine on you.

Although we shed tears and see and feel sadness, we are still more than Conquerors through Christ that saved us.

The whole world may sit on the truth and derail justice, but the God whom we serve is faithful and just... to deliver us from all pain and unrighteousness!

With the Authourity from God i decree and declare that all the traps and snares and chains will be broken in Jesus' mighty name and through the Holy Spirit of God. And God' favour His power and truth we shall see... all in Gods timing. AMEN.
Posted by Rose Alabaster on October 10, 2019
Romans 8:31-39 More Than Conquerors

31 What, then, shall we say in response to these things? If God is for us, who can be against us? 32 He who did not spare his own Son, but gave him up for us all—how will he not also, along with him, graciously give us all things? 33 Who will bring any charge against those whom God has chosen? It is God who justifies. 34 Who then is the one who condemns? No one. Christ Jesus who died—more than that, who was raised to life—is at the right hand of God and is also interceding for us. 35 Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall trouble or hardship or persecution or famine or nakedness or danger or sword? 36 As it is written:

“For your sake we face death all day long;
  we are considered as sheep to be slaughtered.”[a]

37 No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. 38 For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons,[b] neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, 39 neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.
Posted by Rose Osinde on June 7, 2019
The indignity of death...
Not one word or two of three... all combined, would capture the indignity of death....
Yet for now that's the picture I see... the forced indignity of death... the arrogance, even in death.... even when all is cold and quiet....
Such heights of indifference and indeference.... if death holds such indignity... the pain of what was and would have been is immeasurable to even decipher....
But such indignity of death... what word can describe.... the twisted knots of pain unreleased... of tears not cried... of words not shared.... of lacking where to bury the pain.....
The pain only such evil can inflict.... the indignity that lies and money can buy... the pain that weights heavy still....
Such is the indignity of death.... that has the audacity to lock in ... and to storm in... and to lock that - which matters the face of such undignified death.... the audacity to deny one to freely express pain... to let be to release the pain....
Such is the indignity of of death - that it leaves you at a cross roads.... with bleeding hearts...
Who can avenge....
Posted by Rose Alabaster on April 24, 2019
my sister and my second mother.... a gentle spirit... a loving cheerful person... from whete could one find another like you...

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