August 20, 2013

  • Eulogy: Jurgens Johannes Pieterse

    Eulogy: Jurgens Johannes Pieterse

    20 August 1938 – 14 August 2013

    Jurgens Johannes Pieterse was my father, he was married with Susanna Magaretha and he has two daughters Tersia and Beredina. My father’s life left a rich legacy to all that will continue to inspire.  Jurgens Johannes Pieterse was a craftsman, a family man and a dependable husband.

    Born on on 20 August 1938, just after the great depression of 1930, my father’s stories of his childhood recalled days when he, as a young boy,  went out to look after cattle. Herding them around the town where he lived for long distances. Due to poverty, the early death of his father and difficult political circumstance he was obliged to leave school at the age of 16 to help support his family. These years of struggle provided a foundation for a life that would be based on hard work.  Work was a way to independence and the ability to provide for your loved ones.  Industriousness was a virtue that characterized my father’s life and which left a permanent imprint on us as children. But for my father it was not hard work – for him it was a love to produce something of quality. He qualified himself as a craftsman, a tool maker, early in his life.  Hard work was insufficient for my dad, he focused on delivering quality. His ability to work with precision, measured in microns,  and conceptualize an end product made him a type of miracle worker with steel. There was a general believe that my father was able to make anything he wanted from steel.  The testimony to my father’s workmanship is that his services were in demand until the day of his death.  He transformed himself over a life time from a boy herding cattle to a successful business man with his own business.  

    I am certain my father has already reported for duty at the gates of heaven with a oil can ready to oil the heavenly gates so that they work a little bit smoother. It is people like my father that found joy in his work that made heaven wherever he was.

    My father’s work environment was always kept pristine, ordered and organized.  He was proud of his achievements.  He loved his cars and nurtured them with great personal care.  He improved on his houses and made it a better habitat for his family. Most importantly for my father was that he did not die poor but that he had accumulated funds of money in his bank to leave to my mother. It was not a matter of having money to spend but about reaching the end of his life not as a poor man. Poverty was my father’s worst fear and seeing his personal wealth grew was his comfort.  

    My earliest memory was that of my father smoking pipe. When my father went to work and forgot his pipe at home there was consternation in the house. He could not go a day without his pipe.  But one day father decided to put the pipe and cigarettes aside and stop smoking. He never touched Tabaco ever again in his life. That is witness to the will power Jurgens had when he decided on something. I see daily how many people with good intention fail to stop the same addiction and then I realize why my father kept firmly on the course he set for himself. He was never somebody to give up. As his son I had to assist often in his workshop while he was working on a car or repairing something. Many times challenges frustrated him to the degree where he really got angry with desperation…but he never gave up. Somehow my father always made a plan, he always found a way and a solution.  My father was a man of action and doing. He hated standing in any queue and never accepted bad service without reprimanding the guilty party. Wasting time was not for my dad…for life was something that must be lived.  

    The work ethic of my father never kept him from also being a family man. My earliest childhood memories are that of my father first as a deacon and later as an elder in the Dutch Reformed church.  He never preached to us, as his children, but he always set the example through his commitment. He made sure that we attend church and Sunday school regularly and without fail. By doing so his example equipped us with a deep spiritual awareness that is visible in the conduct of all his children.  Dad could also relax with his family. With regular intervals the tools and work clothes were set aside to take his family on a well-deserved caravan vacation.  Doing this Jurgens left his children a treasure chest of good memories….times next to the sea, fishing competitions, racing pigeons are all images of a father that can also enjoy life with his family. Through everything he ensured that his children are equipped to stand their own ground in life with confidence.  

    My father was a good husband to my mother for 52 years. He was the provider of the house and ensured that my mother never had any lack; he always gave her his love and devotion and remained faithful throughout his life.  I can recall a whole life time of seeing my parents holding hands confident in the security they had in each other’s life.  That is probably the greatest legacy my father left his children.  

    My father was keenly aware of his politics, the economy and environment. His deeper thinking side he kept for private conversations. Few people saw the deeper thinking side of my father but I had the privilege of remembering several conversations when we were alone where I stood amazed by the depth of my father’s insights into life.  His insight was evident in key life decisions he made in his life just at the right time, every time.  I am sure that he knew the time to depart has come and that he chose his time to the best of his ability. He said to the pastor the day before his death: “I am not afraid” His only regret will be that he is leaving my mother behind to fend for herself.  All that remains to be said is: “The work is done…Now my father can rest in peace”

    I can never fully praise my father’s quality, wisdom and impact in our lives with a few short words. My hope is that with his death all who was touched by him will remember the unique impact his life had on them.  My hope is that they will take the best from his life and make something of his life their own.  By embracing my father’s virtues in our lives, my father’s legacy will continue to inspire people to be industrious, to be committed, to be faithful and above all to live life to its fullest.

Comments (11)

  • He sounds like a wonderful husband and father. Great tribute to him. He lives on  in  you

  • I commented this on WP…but wanted to rec’ it here and leave you some hugs! HUGS!!!

  • A wonderful tribute to a good man!  He — and you — will remain in my thoughts!

  • That was a beautiful tribute to your father.  I’m sorry to hear of his passing.  Are you on WordPress?   I was songoftheheart here, but left awhile ago.  I use this so I can comment on some of my friends’ pages.  I’m longing4home on WP.  

  • It sounds like your father set a wonderful example in life. You and your family have some wonderful memories of him. May those memories sustain you and give you comfort. peace always

  • Your father was very young in age and thoughts it seems. The world has lost a brilliant man. You are a wonderful son to remember him in such beautiful words. Peace to you and your family.

  • I’m sorry you have temporarily lost your father.  I have heard that the greatest thing a man can leave his children is to love their mother.  Your father did that, while working hard to provide for them.  My husband is a hard worker also.  He and our oldest son own and operate an auto repair shop.  My husband was born in 1937, and I was born in Jan. 1938.

  • and now your father has impacted our lives also…what a wonderful tribute to a good man, your resemblance to him is astounding.  I once thought when we got to heaven we would just stroll along the golden paths and rest peacefully among the clouds, isn’t that funny…now I want to be the gardener or at least his assistant 

  • A beautiful tribute to a really good father. I’m sure he is as proud of you as you are of him.

  • Very wonderful tribute to your father! He worked to give to his family all he could, but the greatest thing he gave was himself.I am just a year younger; and I hope that I have been as good a husband and father as I could also.

  • My sincere condolences to you and your family.  Thank you for sharing that wonderful tribute to a father who you obviously loved and greatly respected.

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