Healed

Someone invited me to a church meeting, after the service I was standing outside the church building, a sunny winter’s morning in June 2017, I looked over to the cemetery on the hill.  I haven’t been here on this side of this place before, I thought to myself, but somehow it felt as if I’ve been here before…. I got into the vehicle, I turned around looking at the cemetery again and then it came to me.  34 years ago I laid my son to rest in this very same cemetery and I made a promise never to return to this place, where it would hurt too much…….I did not recognize the place because of all the changes and buildings…..Thank You Lord for complete healing

Rambo – lina

We are in the habit of worrying, worry about the kids, worry about the rent, mid-month, worry about debt, worry about the future, about many things.  In the Bible the Word teaches us not to worry, but still we do.  This thought takes me back to a scene in the movie Aliens – 1986 where Ripley (Sigourney Weaver) fight in space against the hundreds of species that invaded the colony.   As Director James Cameron describes: “when the Queen emerges from the dropship’s landing gear compartment only to face a powerloader-suited Ripley, who snarls her iconic battle call, “Get away from her, you bitch!” – Sigourney Weaver nicknamed her character “Rambolina”

To all the strong women out there, those facing all kinds of threats to defeat us let us dress ourselves in our Powerloader-suites and turn our worries and fears into challenges and receive the victory!

The Making of a Man

Trucks, cars, guns/hunting, soldiers, cowboys, football, basketball, sledding, bicycles & motorcycles, hiking, the farm, the outdoors, the Word of God, the local church, The Wilds, evangelism, and strong preaching!  That sort of sums up my boyhood years right through my teens.  Just typing those words brings back some really great memories!  These were some of the important ingredients of growing into manhood that my parents always gladly provided (except the motorcycle) and encouraged.  There is so much I would love to share with you about each one.  My background is one of the reasons I love Ephesians 6:10-20.  Read it as a boy all dressed up in his cowboy boots w/ holster and six-shooter or as a soldier in your front yard with the neighborhood boys getting ready to take out the enemy or baling hay and stacking it up in the top of the barn on a blistering hot…

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H2O

No smell, no taste, no colour, yet you have inestimable value

In the amniotic sac, you were there,

though you also exist in the air

in lakes and rivers, you exist, in the ground and even in me,

Living without you can never be,

Green grass covered with dew,

taps, showers, wells and dams know no other than you

you are the greater of me, the greater of the earth,

once you scares, reality brings out your worth

Only by the command of the Creator, you become greater

Holy One command it to stay, the whole of South Africa, we pray!

 

 

Quick, Not Dead

A Sagittarian Seeker

May 25, 2017, Prescott-

The verdict came, this afternoon.

As I expected, the complex position,

with multiple  and conflicting levels of supervision,

was judged not a good fit for me.

I will most likely work with teens, next academic year.

Adolescents have indeed been a better fit for me, over the years,

whenever discipline was part of the job.

Reason is important to me,

and I see childhood as not a time

for confusion or conflicting expectations.

Teens can reason with the unreasonable;

so can I, when they are unreasonable, themselves.

We will come upon a time,

when the children we call “indigo”

will have more on their plates,

decision-wise,

than their still forming minds

can handle.

For now, though,

whoever takes my place,

with the little ones,

will need to temper

the skill set of external control,

with a truly loving heart.

As for me, I am among the…

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Let us inspire each other

Welcome to my blog and thank you for stopping by.  My idea is to discuss topics that uplift and inspire others.  I will be posting some topics, but please feel free to start any discussion.

Taal

My stories begin as letters.
My pen is my wonderland.
Word water in my hand.
In my pen is wonder ink.
Stories sing. Stories sink.
My stories loop. My stories stop.
My pen is my wonder mop.
Drink letters. Drink my ink.
My pen is blind. My stories blink.
After you have read the verse above, can you read it in English again?

Be very careful

It was during the loadschedding Thursday 23 July 2015, It was dark in the house and I was just trying to figure out what to do until the power comes back on.  All of a sudden I heard a woman screaming,  shouting from the top of her lungs…I ran to the window to see what the screaming is about, then I heard a gunshot and I saw her at my gate forcing it open to enter while shouting and screaming…..

I ran outside to see if I could help, I noticed it was my neighbor’s daughter, when she saw me she shouted help! help! they shot my husband….I immediately alerted the police who arrived in ten minutes time.

They were pulling up at the gate, then her husband got out of the car to open the gate, a car stopped behind them, two armed men came towards their car, she jumped out of the car and headed in the  direction of my house while the one gunman shot her husband and both guys took off with their brand new Ford focus.

what a terrifying moment it was for all of us…….

A brand new day …..

It was the morning of 11th February 2014 , I was driving on my way to work, it’s Tuesday again, I thought to myself……oh dear am I tired of Tuesdays, it takes me back to that Tuesday morning 29th January 1984 when my son passed away, it was on a Tuesday 24th March 1994 the date I got divorced, it was on a Tuesday 26th November 2013 when my mother passed away…………oh but today I thought to myself, today is a brand new day, it’s my brother’s birthday, I will get some cake and go visit him after work to wish him a happy birthday.  That Tuesday night 11th February 2014 we had to say our final goodbyes to my brother, Marret.  Just so sad thinking about it……..through all of this there’s no Tuesday keeping me back because every day is a brand new day!