Anton-gone too soon

My liewe jeugmaatjie. Maat Anton. Gone too soon my friend. We're so shocked at your sudden passing. How do we make sense of this? Why did God let you die at your son's cricket match? Why did God let your son witness this. Oh Lord, only you know but my human mind is so confused, my soul in anguish and my heart is broken. 

We've share so many precious memories. The last few years as we've all grown up and lead separate lives, we'd see each other in passing and always promise to braai soon. Ai, how fickle we as humans are. We don't do the things that matter when we're alive. And then when death steals away a friend we sit and look back at the what ifs. 

The last time I saw you, you'd just come out of the 7/11 and call out to me. I didn't recognize at first and then I heard that distinct chuckle in your voice. That voice so warm and friendly. And then your infectious smile. I was scolding at you for being a stranger and of course you're just the one laughing off my rant. 

Anton there are so many memories just flooding my mind. As youth mates, we all shared a special journey during very formative years of our lives. We witnessed each other becoming adults. Struggling to make sense of this world but knowing that being anchored in Christ we'd be ok. 

I'll never forget when you and Sandra started dating. You couldn't believe your luck that she loved you back. Remember that one day at youth, we were like having a serious biblical discussion and sitting in this circle. Suddenly you place a piece of paper in the middle of the circle which reads: Sandra, I love you. It was hilarious. And of course so sweet. 

You loved Sandra so much. She was literally your queen. Sandra my friend o don't know how you're gonna get through this. If we are all so heartbroken and devastated, how must you be feeling. Your other half is gone. 

Lord hear our silent prayers because words fail us righr now