of mondays and another days..

for lack of any or a better title i did that one..
what a morning it has been.. the weekend was so filled with laughter and tears streaming down my cheeks form laughing.. having great food, playing games till the early hours of the morning.. it was truelly so good.. had church service that blew my mind yesterday. most of what Gary Ninneman says, has now become my favourite sayings. (i'll just have to tell you about it one or other time) last night we played Ripper and Licker till 2 and then sat up chatting till 3.. and up this morning at 7 with Tamar. sort of preparing myself for a day of quiet relaxing and just staying awake..
and then it comes.. stories and reports from homeschoolers in Zimbabwe.
it's like you know things are bad. but you still think to yourself, well, things aren't that great with me either, you know. and then i read about the children in the hospitals, babies, that get one, watered down bottle of milk for 5 days. 5 days.. patients that get a small portion of rice and boiled cabage.. once in 4 days.. people starving to death, quietly... alone, in the hospitals.. and that just brought all the prespective back to my day.. to my 3 meal a day, my duvet over my bed, my washing powder for my clothes, that might be finished, but i know that i will be able get something to wash my clothes with.. and oh, we have so much.. what we end up waisting, would be more than a family would eat for a week.. Lord, forgive us! found myself on my knees this morning, face on the floor in shame for my attitude in my own sircumstance, ungreatful heart at times.. my dissapointment with God's provision in my overflow.. Lord, forgive us..

in memory of...

today i was sorting out old photos today.. found ones that made me smile, some made me laugh out loud, there was a lot of oooh and aaah when Tamar and Dagan's baby photos came on.. and then there was the ones that made me cry..

this is a dear friend of mine that passed away last year.. Engela De Villiers. Wow, she was really amazing girl! And she had awesome vision, to help her community and children around her that needed help. She had so much love, so much grace.. We do still miss her. The school she started on her property, is still running strong. Her vision was taken over by people that loved her and they just ran with it.

We love you engela..

life stings..

i got stung by a bee yesterday. i was driving, with my arm out the window, as it was one of those insanely hot Tzaneen days. waiving my arm around outside enjoying the cool wind on my arm and up to my face.. then out of the wind, with no warning.. a bee lands on my hand and stings my finger. and not any finger, my middle finger.. i pulled off the road, but the stinger sack thingy had already broken off and i was left with a stinger stuck in my finger and a pending throbbing, burning pain in my near future.
made me think.. this thinking thing.. really should cut down on it!! anyway, i thought about it a bit and realized something. my arm should've been inside the car. probably been on the steering wheel, that's where it should have been.. but because i was sitting in the car, i presumed I'm safe..
that is so how life works..those little foxes that spoil the field!!
we know that we are saved, living the right life, doing the right things.. so then that means we are safe.. but sometimes we compromise, we allow certain parts (areas) of our lives to move outside of the guidelines set by God. and then, well, then we find ourselves affected by the things outside God's plan. usually we ask, how could God let this happen to me, I'm a christian, God should be looking out for me.. well, all i can say is that my car didn't roll, my hand was affected!!
some New Age stuff is like that (well, maybe all new age stuff rather).. it hides itself just outside the guidelines of God's purpose and Word. waiting there for anyone that wonders into their teraine.. so easily they confuse the boundries of the truth with the possibilities and the maybes..
so what am i trying to say.. well, like paul said..

Php 3:7-8 But what things were gain to me, those I counted loss for Christ. Yea doubtless, and I count all things but loss for the excellency of the knowledge of Christ Jesus my Lord: for whom I have suffered the loss of all things, and do count them but dung, that I may win Christ

Know Christ, know the truth and don't keep yourselves busy with the lies and the what-ifs and the maybes..
m

a boring blog

i arrived here, for the first time in months.. evident by the lack of new information and insights.. anyway, arrived here after one of my countless visits to Wilna's blog and remembered that i used to love this..
tonight is cell and i'm just in my office waiting for shawn to finish his guitar lesson, but 2morrow, after i've taught school, ordered a 25 pipe chime, 12" toca drum, a sistainer pedal, a 5 pin mic cable (no idea where i'm gonna find that) anyway, and tomorrow shawn has bible at the schools, so i'll have to find scriptures and so sorts.... anyway, where was i again.. oh yes, after all of that i'll come and blog a bit! i'll come and tell a bit about the camp, a bit about my amazing gift from wilna, that did not only make me smile and laugh, but also almost cry!! and i love drinking coffee in my groovy mug!! and i love the protection my little Bible has in my handbag.. since Wilna MADE me a cover!! love it, love it, love it!!
so, yes, i'm back!!

happy birthday, matyn & tia

hey there,

well 26 July was matyn (and Tia)'s birthdays. matyn turned 12, so tia was 11. i can not beleive how fast matyn got to 12. i'm sure she skipped 9 & 10.. anyway.. we had a real good time. she invited a bunch of friends, we taught them how to play poker.. and they ate way to much suger, danced and then ended the day with a concert of Niemand at our church. you might know Niemand best for (joe niemand) who sang the theme song 'a new day' for the movie Faith like patatoes. they really enjoyed it.

so now my daughter is 12, which means to me that she is almost big, no longer small, and yet in the process of figuring out who she is and how she fits into our household, our world and into her world..

so bless you my baby.. i love you and i am so proud of you..

mommy

Word..

and no, not word as in the gangster type.. but all i have today is Word..
from my little Message Bible Wilna sent me.. pretty little piece of sword i carry around in my bag..
Isaiah 43:
Don't be afraid, I've redeemed you.
I've called your name. You are mine.
when you're in over your head, I'll be there with you.
When you're in rough water, you will not go down.
When you're between a rock and a hard place,
It won't be a dead end.
Because I am your God, your personal God,
The Holy of Israel, your Savior.
I paid a huge price for you;
All of Egypt, with rich Cush and Seba thrown in!
That is how much you mean to me!
I'd sell off the whole world to get you back,
trade the creation just for you.

yum-yum

no, that is not just a title i thought up, it is a description of the food, the flavour on my pallet, the colours, the aromas, the decor, the company, the coffee... it even just happens to be the name of the little coffee shop!!

yes, tzaneen has seen the birth of a great star!! the Yum-Yum coffee shop!!

this is the type of place were wilna would have loved!! it's design is amazing, with a small water fountain between the tables, a delectable menu, amazing service and a small little shop with the 'sweetest' and sweetest little thingies!!

so last week, my friend louise took me out for coffee, 'cause i'm sick you see and she came all the way from her far away farm to treat me and make me feel special!! anyway we had these amazing cakes and mouthwatering coffee.. and we laughed and chatted!! we also made funny tasting noises that we tried to stop doing, but was incapable of doing..and it's as they say, the tasting is in the pudding!! by the way, let me just give you the names of our yummies, mine was the 'Squashed Lemon Meringue' with strawberry and blackberry.

Louise polished her 'Belgian Chocolate Tart' don't you just love the little ice cream and sorbet tower next to it..

telling you, it was amazing!!!

anyway, just felt like sharing, bragging, making you hungry-ing..

love ya

ps. Psl 34:8 Taste and see that the Lord is good. Blessed is the man who takes refuge in Him.