Like a kite that flies high and reaches far, but eternally connected to its origins, Magda always bore memories of her childhood. Childhood lived in an age when people meant more than possessions and where love and good will towards all was the common currency. Highly treasured fragrances of a dreamlike and perfect community, seen through the eyes of a child, have forever accompanied her. In a world of dischargeable and recyclables she proudly upheld her cherished heirlooms.
From a very early age her heart received the fire that also burned in her parents’ hearts: the love for The Lord, her Savior, and love and concern for all people. Her entire life, to the last day, the Lord was her gold and her silver.
Not to be misunderstood, it was not only the heart and the love that fueled her being, but a sharp mind and a quick tongue... which she tried to bite at times...
Very opinionated and with strong convictions, she had her strong opinions about everything and everybody, - every single one of us-, but we won’t go into it now...
Soft like silk and strong like steel, she decided to immigrate to America, to shield her children from the perils of communism. While doing this for the love of her children she also opened large doors for many to pass thru... Because she possessed power to change the switch and reshape destinies.
When she turned 80 she received an iPad and was active on Facebook and Skype.
Her grandchildren called her “The Facebook police” - as she checked out all theirs and their friends’ postings....they feared her!
Shortly before her passing, she told her family that she has seen the colors of heaven:
As she stood there, looking out over unending fields of lavender, the One next to her, The One she knew must be The Father of Heaven, asked her if she could tell where she was? She answered, “I must be in La Provence”.
“No, this is heaven”, He said....
As she eventually made her way towards those lavender fields, she left behind great treasures! She willed us love, and strength, and good will towards all!
[1Co 13:4-8, 13 NKJV] Love suffers long and is kind; love does not envy; love does not parade itself, is not puffed up; does not behave rudely, does not seek its own, is not provoked, thinks no evil; does not rejoice in iniquity, but rejoices in the truth; bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never fails. But whether [there are] prophecies, they will fail; whether [there are] tongues, they will cease; whether [there is] knowledge, it will vanish away. ... And now abide faith, hope, love, these three; but the greatest of these [is] love.
One can rarely meet a woman of destiny, as mama Magda was. A beautiful soul, knitting an artist sensitivity with the strength of a lioness ready to do anything for her family. A repairer of breaches, she always knew how to restore the ones that others gave up on. She setup her mind to leave communist Romania with a persistence that even surprised the secret police, with the eyes on the future of her kids and grandkids. And she found a way where it seemed to be no way. She trailblazed the way for many others that are eating the good fruit of this land because mama Magda never gave up on her dream: to build a legacy of Life and blessings for many generations.
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