Heartfelt greetings in the name of the Lord Jesus Christ.
I thank Almighty God because He brought the Moore family and Francis family together and the reason was for His gospels sake. I thank Him that years later when I became a Lotlhare God allowed my husband and brother Steve to bond as well.
My childhood memories are filled with memories of brother Steve, sister Jenny and the family.
My memories go far back to when I was about 6 years old, when services would be held in our home in Meadowlands Soweto.
Brother Steve was so involved and used by God in the early days of the church in Soweto.
I remember one day in particular when after brother Steve preached a brother spoke in tongues and brother Steve Francis interpreted.
There were so many times that he would come over to preach and in the early years Brother Allistor and sister Jessintha would always sing a special in later years it would be the Francis brothers.
When I was 8 we moved to a bigger home in Diepkoloof, Soweto and for years brother Steve would come with our precious sister Jenny and at times with the whole family.
We also visited their lovely home on numerous occasions.
My father, brother Abie Moore loved brother Steve dearly. My mum and sister Jenny were also good friends and I still remember how they would be talking in each others kitchens while preparing meals.
On 1998 my father went to be with the Lord on a Saturday and I will never forget that on the next day brother Steve drove all the way and preached for the evening service
God used him in such a special way we were comforted.
I remember crying as he prayed but not because I lost my dad but because of what the Lord had done for me.
Six days later he came for the funeral with his sons and preached at my dad’s funeral.
I will always remember how he saluted my father.
Throughout the years brother Steve has been there and has been so supportive consistently. He was there for my sister and I when my brother passed away and always stayed in touch.
He was one of the few father figures God blessed me with who I could call or message on fathers day, for a new year and for his last birthday.
A few weeks ago I sent him an sms to tell him we praying he said thank you my child. Have a beautiful day.
When I heard about his passing I cried for hours till the next day and just couldn’t stop.
I so wish I could have visited Newcastle again.
It’s a comfort to know that my parents were part of the group that welcomed this gallant soldier. It’s a comfort to know that we have a blessed assurance.
We have been praying and thinking of sister Jenny, the family and the church.
May you find peace in knowing our God is forever ever faithful.
God bless you
From Lerato Lotlhare
