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A TESTIMONY FROM ANTHONY TWITTY
Someone in Heaven is working overtime! I told a dear friend of ours yesterday that Aurelia has to be tired, she’s not getting much rest, as she is constantly having to watch over me and sending messages and people my way to reassure me that everything is well and everything will be alright. In my heart I know all of this to be true, nonetheless the pain, grief and tears are all real and there is no cadence to when, where or how they will manifest themselves from day to day. I joined a phone call on a prayer line on Friday morning at 5:30am. A group called the Anointed Women Ministerial Training Team (AWMTT) operate a prayer line Monday-Friday and when I say these are some praying ladies, wow. Back in November, during the week of Veteran’s Day, my cousin asked me to come and speak and share a word with them on “service”, each day of that week a member from a different branch of the military was asked to deliver a message. I was the Air Force rep; Aurelia and I were up in the mountains, and I was excited to share a message. After that call a few of the ladies continued to reach out with questions about joining the Air Force or the military in general and one of the “mothers” had a grandson who did end up joining the Army. After they received the news of Aurelia’s passing, I received several calls and messages from this group, which I thought was extremely kind and I wanted to phone in to thank them, which was my purpose on Friday. The guest speaker that day was from Prophet Tamika…she is a life coach, which is a title my wife held, she is an author, another title my wife held, and I felt the synergy of her spirit on that call, which I shared with the group. She delivered an awesome message and when it was time for me to speak, as you can imagined, I was all to pieces. They heard the jest of what I was relaying which was it was no accident in November that I was before them, that God’s plan was already laid, and He knew they would be in contact to comfort and encourage me and I just wanted them to know how much I appreciated them. They prayed for me and offered other words of encouragement. Toward the end of the call a gentleman from Haiti (sorry I don’t remember his name and “yes” anyone can join, not just women), came on to also speak to the group. Later that day I received a call from my cousin with a message from the gentleman. His message was from my wife, and it was “to tell me not to forget what we discussed regarding one of us passing first”. For those who attended or watched the Homegoing service online you will recall that my comments were about our conversation, something he would have known nothing about. Not a coincidence in my mind. Later on Friday, I decide to I want to get out of the house, just go to a bar, without a lot noise or fanfare and just sit down have a drink and “be”, and “yes”, I know I have a group of people who would have dropped what they were doing at a moment’s notice to come and join me, but I figured I would need to do this on my own at some point and time. Plus, as much I know plenty of you would stop what you were doing to assist, it’s hard to know what I will be doing or what space I will be in from one hour to the next. I’ve intentionally tried not to plan too much for that exact reason. As soon as I start driving I get a call from a dear friend, more like a little brother, just checking on me. When he asked where I was going, I told him and he says, “send me the address, which I did” and he came and joined me. We chatted for hours, about life, kids, dogs, the future, you name it. For those few hours, life felt somewhat normal. It was no coincidence that he called or that I received that message. On yesterday, I was cleaning out Aurelia’s old vehicle, I had been driving it rather than our newer vehicle since she passed; it provides a message of comfort. As I was cleaning out the center console, I came across a Jeffery Osborne CD which he had autographed for us and a piece of garment which was used as our wedding color. The official color is “berry”, although I debated with her that it was maroon and if didn’t come as one of the original 16 colors that Crayola had in their box when I was in school, it didn’t count. We laughed and laughed about “berry”. Seeing this led me to think about our wedding, her saying “yes to the dress, her sisters, BFF and others who went to help her pick it out and how much I used to tease her about me seeing it before our wedding. Truthfully, I didn’t want to see it, I wanted to have my breath taken away when those doors opened and that’s exactly what happened. Even when I prayed for us and our marriage with the door between us, there was no peaking. It’s like each happy memory brings a sad one because she is no longer here. Just hard to explain. At that moment, my phone rings again with a call from a dear friend from Atlanta, he can hear the sadness in my voice, and he talks me through the pain. As soon as he hangs up, I run to Lowes and I get another call from Kebrena Henry, an Air Force daughter who has been by my side constantly, checking on me, working from our house at times, dropping off food , you name it, she as well as many others have been there. As I'm talking with her, it just dawned on me that Aurelia is probably not getting much rest either as she is constantly watching over me and sending one person after another person my way to reassure me, that it’s going to be ok. I know it will be, just have to trust the process, which I will. #missingmyforeverqueen
" I joined a phone call on a prayer line on Friday morning at 5:30am. A group called the Anointed Women Ministerial Training Team (AWMTT) operate a prayer line Monday-Friday and when I say these are some praying ladies, wow. "