On Sunday evening, we received the sad news that one of our sisters, Sr Sylvia George, passed away. She has been battling with cancer and has finally succumbed – but disease and death do not have the last say. Life does not end – it changes.
Blue is Syl’s favourite colour. She reminds me of butterflies – elegant, quick, colourful, cheerful and alive. Syl, like a butterfly, has shown us that life is about transformation.
I remember late nights talking about life and God’s dream for us.
I remember shopping in Divisoria and her expert haggling techniques.
I remember poring over texts of John and Raymond E Brown with her.
I remember shared tears, frustrations and challenges in the mission at home or abroad.
I remember her thick, yellow flip flops and the way she danced.
I remember her beautiful voice and the Sound of Music.
I remember Syl.
Thank you, Syl, for being a companion on the journey, a friend, a sister and
an inspiration. Many times just the thought of you and your sweet smile has
urged me on. I’m grateful that we were together in this great adventure called
religious life and that I learned so many things from you. Pray that I may be
wise, patient, prayerful, honest and genuine like you … That I may always hear our Beloved calling, “Come, my lovely one, come!”
Let us join hands in praying that Syl will enjoy perpetual rest in the bosom of the Father, and support her bereaved family with our prayers and presence.
Would you like to share some of your memories of Sr Sylvia?