COMMENTS / STORIES RELATED TO PEARL:

Posted by Kevin Creasey on his Facebook page on 28th January 2013, the day of Pearl's committal:
Pearl was a great soul in our midst and a true Saint.  Very understated.  The service was of such a high order, so heavenly and spiritual and so filled with her and Lord Christ's ecstatic presence - I still feel disorientated.  Astoundingly well done to Andre for arranging all this over a holiday weekend.  May the Grace and Joy that operated in Pearl's life also be our portion.
(Kevin has been a close friend of Pearl & her family for many years & was one of Pearl's favourites.  He served in the then-Rhodesian Army with Pearl's younger son John.)

Pearl's eldest son Andre, from LA: his mom-in-law, Esther Kluk, a Jewish lady, also attended the service with her hubby.  (I think Esther is involved in the Caballah?)
Apparently during the service but towards the end, Esther saw "Pearl" come out of the coffin, face the congregation & Bless everyone!

The next day, Andre's wife, Debrah (in Santa Monica, LA), in reply to a question I sent her on Facebok, said that Bruce Snyman, one of Pearl's immediate neighbours at the housing complex, had apparently also had a vison during the service:
"he said that he was looking at one of the candles and the flame was getting bigger.  He saw Pearl behind the flame, dressed in white and gold (yellow) robes in a beautiful ballet pose.

From Pam, one of Andre's local friends:  I have many memories of Pearl and all of them are irradiated by her total and absolute dedication to spiritual life as the core and centre of her being.  You couldn't help but feel in her presence the invisible guidance towards light and revelation - if you were willing to hear what she was telling you not only in words but in deeds and in the gracefulness of her physical presence. I can hear her still so clearly.  Her love was a sustaining gift that she bestowed on anyone who came close to her - I felt that and it is how I remember her.

Posted by Pearl's eldest son Andre on his Facebook page on sunday 6th Jan 2013:
Just spent the day with a friend of my mother who has been an active and wonderfully intimate part of my mother's life since she was sixteen years old - and my mom seventeen! What a treat - with her beautiful and very gracious daughter! I am learning new aspects of the saga of Grand Loving which is my parent's heritage which I am now in the process of inheriting through the stories of those who knew her and experienced the everyday miraculous wonder of their lives... I'll share one such story now -

My mom was preparing to cook three fish for my father, herself and one of our long term live-in alcoholics - who's live was totally transformed by his encounter with their love which knew no wrong - two Kombi loads of priests suddenly appear, all wanting to be fed. My mother said a quick prayer - Hey Lord you've really got to help me here - I don't have enough food to feed all of them!

After everyone had eaten their fill and even taken packets of food to take home - they returned to the kitchen to see three fish still sitting there - as innocent as you please!

This was so typical of the many experiences Pearl used to share with me!!!

Another post by Andre on his Facebook page on 12th January 2013:
It's the day after the memorial, I'm feeling very tender, and crying with wonder and sweet sorrow as I write these words, but as I meet more and more people who knew both my mother and father the more I realize that these were saints (with a small s) really extraordinarily anointed in their ministry to the rejected, dejected and unprotected - the following events were shared at the memorial by a woman who spoke on behalf of non family - I share Karen Bromberger's words with you:

"Of all the stories that Pearl told me - she was a great raconteur - there is one that remained with me. It reveals how Pearl lived her life, her closeness to Jesus and her dependence upon God the Holy Spirit.
Willie [Andre: my father] had been doing chaplaincy work at a prison, ('Victor Verster', the prison Mandela was released from- my words,) and there was also a women's prison in the area and the Prison Warden had asked Pearl if she would come and visit the women prisoners and bring them communion.  Apparently the prison rules at the time stipulated that no men were allowed in the prison and as all priests were men in those days the women had had no pastoral care for years.

So Pearl went and took Consecrated bread and wine with her to give the women communion.  She said that the women who wanted to come were seated in a semi-circle in a room and she went in and introduced herself and said she had come in Jesus' name and then she went round the circle asking everyone to give their name and tell what they were in prison for and how long they'd been there and how long their sentences were.

Towards the end of the circle there was a beautiful young woman from South America, called Nina who said that she was in prison for murder. Pearl said the word hung in the air and there was a tense hush in the room as everyone waited to see how she would react to this crime. The women were expecting a condemnation, a judgement or a 'careful non-judgement' that showed fear and insecurity and (self) righteousness.

Pearl said that she had been praying in her spirit all the time she was in the room and she turned to Nina and said - "I commit murder every time I speak cruel words that hurt and kill other people's spirits, words that break them, words that destroy them. I too am a murderer."
And she said that at that moment the Holy Spirit fell upon the group and they started praying out loud and talking in tongues and praising God and weeping.  After some time she was able to give them Communion and she many of the women were weeping - one of them hadn't had communion for 12 years - and Pearl said that when she took up the chalice at the end there were more tears than wine in the cup.

I do not know how many more times Pearl went to that prison but when she did she brought the true freedom of the daughter's of God to those women.  Visiting prisoners is one of the things Jesus told us we should do and Pearl is one of the few people I know who did this."

Then after the service I was told of an incident in the men's prison where the Warden asked my father to come in to minister to a prisoner who had murdered all his cell mates and was eating their hearts - they couldn't bring them selves to go into the gore with a maniac on the loose - so they asked Father Willie if he would go and bring some sanity into the situation.  He said Yes.

I do not know what happened in that cell but whatever happened was miraculous because the Anglican priest who took over my father's church in Groot Drakenstein where John and I are planning a memorial service for my mother is the same man who my father ministered to in that cell!  I am in awe and great humility at the huge souls they are...