We heard on Sunday lunchtime that our 'dad' had died. Uncle Paul was a giant in the faith and a man we had grown to love very dearly.
I never had the privilege of meeting Nelson Mandela, but I did have the awesome privilege of knowing Uncle Paul and I now treasure the few occasions I got to sit with him and listen to his stories about his life and growing up in this amazing but divided country.
Today I look back on those special times with this amazing man of God and I'm humbled to have known him and I count it a pure privilege to have had him speak into my life. I will always be grateful for his wisdom!
Some of my favourite photos of Uncle Paul
This is Uncle Paul & Aunty Molly at a wedding in Simon's Town
Please pray for me as I lead my first ever funeral this Saturday as
well as doing the committal at the graveside. I long to do nothing more
than honour Uncle Paul and bring glory to God.
You can read a bit more about Uncle Paul on the Tree of Life Church page.
Another stunning flower in our garden. No idea what this is but it's simply gorgeous!