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Sunshine Mandy

Kim(left) & Mandy(right)

Kim(left) & Mandy(right)

A dear friend from South Africa, who had moved to Sheffield, England a while ago, passed away in a tragic car accident with her boyfriend a few weeks ago. Mandy Gold, sister of a close friend and mentor of mine (Kim Piercey) as well as friend was laid to rest on Monday. Both her and Stephan were amazing people with the greatest of hearts for God, serving & glorifying His name in all they do. It has been a difficult time for us as friends and the families involved but we rejoice as God’s grace and love and comfort have been more than sufficient.

With that, I want to share this beautiful poem written and dedicated to Mandy by her mother, Florence Gold. From mother to daughter to you…

My beautiful!
The first touch; a gentle stroke of your baby skin
The deep dimple that became your beautiful smile
You found your place in the hearts of your kin
You would linger with us for yet a while.

Your laughter and happiness, helpfulness too
Hockey captain, mentor and miss personality
So your amazing character grew
While you pondered the path of life to pursue.

A young woman you became
Beautiful; hair, eyes, smile that glowed
Won the hearts of all you met
But- your Saviour you needed to behold.

That day soon came when Jesus shone
Through your ways, through to everyone
Your life would change for his glory
God’s work in you had now begun.

Your sweetheart too you soon had found
Together you would conquer ground
Mission work God had for you
How happy, delighted were you two.

We saw your love and dedication
To one another and to the nation
Marriage plans began to unfold
But God’s work temporarily put this on hold.

It was the night of June twenty second
When Jesus took you both to heaven
Shocked beyond words, two vibrant lives
How can this be? but they had been beckoned.

We mourned, we wept, but rejoice the more
As we see God’s love and peace abound
Comforting our hearts with this amazing grace
We know with certainty that they behold your face.

My beauty, my lovely, how I shall yearn to hold you
To hear your laughter, see your joy, smell your hair
Feel your hand in mine; but I have no qualms
For soon my lovely one, you will welcome me and lead me to the Saviours arms.

By Florence Gold


Stephan Donnelly & Mandy Gold

Stephan Donnelly & Mandy Gold

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