It is with sad hearts that we extend our condolences to the family of Sr Katica Sabo. May our wonderful God give you strength and peace during this time of sorrow.
May the hope of being together again with your loved ones keep your hearts alive and looking forward to that great reunion where there will be no more parting, where we will live with our Saviour for ever. What a day that will be!
“And I saw a new heaven and a new earth: for the first heaven and the first earth were passed away; and there was no more sea. And I John saw the holy city, new Jerusalem, coming down from God out of heaven, prepared as a bride adorned for her husband. And I heard a great voice out of heaven saying, Behold, the tabernacle of God is with men, and he will dwell with them, and they shall be his people, and God himself shall be with them, and be their God.
And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away. And he that sat upon the throne said, Behold, I make all things new. And he said unto me, Write: for these words are true and faithful. And he said unto me, It is done. I am Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the end. I will give unto him that is athirst of the fountain of the water of life freely.
He that overcometh shall inherit all things; and I will be his God, and he shall be my son.”
In Memory of Katica Sabo
Proverbs 31:10, 27-28
Our mum was born on 7 January 1929 in the small village of Vajska, former Yugoslavia. We could picture her playing with her brothers and sister, running to school, helping her parents at home and on the farm. Mum would tell us how they spent the long winter evenings doing various handcrafts such as weaving, knitting and making baskets.
Our parents were married in 1953. Dad travelled for work quite a lot, and Mum was always busy around the house. She loved her garden and enjoyed cooking. We looked forward to coming home from school to a nice warm meal. Mum would always make sure we did our best at school and at home.
As we grew older Mum and Dad were thinking of the future, both for themselves and their children, and in 1970 our family migrated to Australia. Mum and Dad secured employment soon after arriving, with Mum finding a job at a clothing manufacturer where she worked for approximately 15 years.
Mum was a God-fearing woman, and upon our arrival to Australia we were all given a Bible, which she loved to read every day of her life. Mum gave her heart fully to the Lord, and in December 1984 she was baptised into the SDA Reform Movement, where she loved and enjoyed attending church. Her life was one of service and self-sacrifice. Although she was quiet by nature, her influence was powerful.
Mum and Dad shared happy times and sad times. They both loved their grandchildren and great-grandchildren and would look forward to their visits. Mum would always have some special treats, such as honey cookies, cabbage rolls or some other family favourite.
Both Mum and Dad generally enjoyed good health, but following a stroke about 7 years ago, Dad was hospitalised and moved to Kings Langley SDA nursing home, where he could receive the high level of care that he needed. Mum remained in the family home for some years; however, as time went on and her health gradually declined, the home was sold, and she moved to Kings Langley also. Here Mum and Dad shared the last few years together, enjoying family visits, outings, and the company of Dad’s sister Ilonka. We are tremendously grateful to the church friends who also visited and encouraged Mum and Dad during their time at Kings Langley. When Dad passed away, Mum spent even more time reading her Bible and looked forward to the better land where there would be no more parting.
On Friday evening 13 April 2018, Mum felt unwell and was taken to Blacktown Hospital. The family were advised that Mum had suffered a heart attack and did not have much time left. On Saturday morning she peacefully closed her eyes and is resting in the loving care of our heavenly Father. We will miss her greatly and will never forget her love and care for each one of us. We look forward to meeting her again on that great resurrection morning.
By Margaret Ciric and Ethel Stoyko
A Tribute to My Mother
By Margaret Ciric
What can compare
To the love of a mother
Whether tired or scared,
But always prepared
To love and understand.
I will miss you Mother,
Like no other
That walks on this earth,
Is what you are worth
I’ll treasure your love,
And all you have done,
To make our life better,
And provide, no matter
The cost to yourself.
Farewell! Farewell dear Mum
Just for a little time;
Thank you for your prayers
While climbing life’s stairs.
See you in the morning
On Christ’s returning
Love you always, Margaret.