Posted in Blast to the Past, Church, Humour, People

Job is a brat! (They didn’t tell us that…)

Catherine has been reading through the book of JOB for her recent quiet times and we have had some interesting discussions around the character of Job.

Job is whining idiot!  (Yes, you just read that correctly!)

IN THE OLD DAYS:

– I heard many a sermon preach on how faithful JOB was to God.
– Are they serious, the preachers who preached that message?
– Job, is pitiful.
– He moans and feels sorry for himself and curses the very day he was born.
– And we were told. Be like Job.

(Did preachers, really believe – that was the message?!)

– I was taught, his friends who were babbling fools giving insensitive advice.

BUT WHAT IS THE ACTUAL LESSON:

– The friends, actually, speak wisdom to Job. They call it as it is. (We all need friends like that.

– Maybe, the lesson from the book is – do not whine like JOB? Seriously, when last have you read that BOOK? It’s painful to hear all his sulking.

– The best part of that book is when God speaks to Job in chapter 38 with a serious of questions. That simply puts things in perspective.

– God is God. His ways are higher than ours.

Question – How will you respond when the poo hits the fan?

Job – he didn’t too well. But how would you and I respond?

(I could expound more on the book of Job, but right now, it’s late, and my day is full tomorrow.  Good Night world!)

Posted in Inspirational, People

Unusual Good Samaritans

Yesterday, after my run at the beach. (Wow, being the near the beach is very cool)
My car didn’t want to start. Battery was super flat! Three car gaurds came to try give me a push start – But battery was just too “pap!”

So I checked. I didn’t have jumper leads (I should invest in some soon.)
But I approach this rich guy sitting in his rich car. I asked him if he had any jumper cables. He eyed me as if I were bugging him – and gave me some excuse about “he’s not here for very long.” (Wait, did he think I was keen on camping out at the beach? It wasn’t my plan to be there to long either, punk!)

So then I decided I’d call my roadside assistance. (Apparently, our insurance comes with that.)

All the while, these three car guards kept asking each person returning to their car if they had cables for me.
Eventually, someone did.
And we set it all up… and “tada!” my car started!

The little lesson, I learnt is help comes from unusual places.

A rich guy brushes me aside…

And, these three car guards (who we’d so often brush aside) came to my aid.

Noted.

Posted in Inspirational

A blog about Golf

I don’t know much about golf.

But I heard this information about the famous St Andrew’s golf course (I don’t even know where it is. Some enlighten me, please?) in regards to their membership requirements.
(Heard from a church I visited this morning.)

And that is what grabbed my attention and got me thinking (and writing this…)

Besides, being super wealthy to be part of the St Andrew’s golf course. (You see, not just anybody can play there.)

Part of the membership requires that each member will caddie at least once a year for someone else there. No matter, how wealthy you are, or any other status you may have… You MUST caddie for someone else.

(I am going on what the preacher said. Not sure where to verify this information)

The idea behind that rule:

It reminds you that “you are part of that golf course, for the love of golf and not the love of wealth!”

Brilliant, hey?!

Posted in People, Uncategorized

The Insensitivity of Curiosity

This past week there has been some serious fire-fighting going on here in Somerset West. A lot of damage has been caused by these veld fires which has burnt down some houses too.

The peculiar thing – is the behaviour of people. (About a year ago I wrote about a similar thing when a house in Secunda exploded.)

We are all curious. But could our curiosity be insensitive? The radio had informed the community that certain roads were closed and that the authorities asked people to not come near to “check out” the damage done by the fire. But what did the people do? They went anyway…

Again, people seem to thrive on bad news. We like to pry on the misfortune of others. Rather insensitive, don’t you think?

But on the flip side. When KFM (a local radio station) put out a request for sunscreen and lip ice for the firefighters… the community responded well. They pulled together to provide aid.

I drove passed Strand Fire Station on the way home today and I noticed that people were still dropping off things that were needed. I am impressed by the community’s help.

People are peculiar. We pry and but we care too.

Posted in Inspirational, People, South Africa, Travels

New Home

Long Summer days. Squirrels scampering across the garden. Vineyards basking in the sunlight. The Hottentots Holland  mountains standing nearby. The sea lining the horizon. An owl swooping from tree to tree. An early morning beachfront. Crisp fresh air.
I feel like we have found our home.

Yes, yes – this is coupled with that “holiday feeling.”

Work starts next week. I’m excited it for it. (Naturally, a bit nervous too.)
I’m basically in Christian education and empowerment now.
Thankful and happy for this new chapter of our lives.

It’s difficult to put all I am feeling into words and to even contain the emotion I have inside.

This part of the world is stunning! So much to take in.
There is so much to do.
Markets. Wine tasting. Hikes. Mountains. Beach. Coffee shops. Craft beer. Geocaching. New Friends. New experiences.

And yet there is no rush to do it all.
Even the ordinary things here are just so beautiful.

My heart and soul feel giddy.
Here’s to 2017!



Posted in Church, People, South Africa

Dear Secunda,

When they left for AUS, Lee had mentioned in one of her statuses on FB; “it’s the people not the place that make a place” (something to that effect)

That has stayed with me. There is some truth in that. Wherever you are it’s the people that matter.  That make a place for you.

Secunda, has been a good chapter.  A short one, but it has been full.

Here are some of my observations of things, in no particular order:

(Why am I writing? It’s thing I do. I like to take stock of my life. Count my blessings, if you will.  Read on if you like. If you don’t,  it doesn’t matter.)

Of recycling:
I started a recycling project in Secunda last year. It’s still an “infant” in its life span. But my prayer is that it won’t remain a project. That implies it has a start and an end.
Recycling is a lifestyle.
I hope the people at St Peters live differently and think green. The recycling can expand further. I’d be stoked if that happens!

Of love and wedding:
A lot of people move to Secunda for Sasol. A job there. I moved here for love. And what an incredible journey that has been.
Our venue was a quaint coffee shop. If you ever visit Secunda go check out #EataLot
And the day of the wedding was in the windy month of August… but on the 8th… there was no wind. It was a glorious day!
And I married the lady who stole my heart. ♡

Of studying:
Because life has been quieter and the urge in me was growing stronger I started studying through #Unisa again last year June. 3 semesters down. 10 subjects passed. I’m on my way to getting a general management degree in Business. Excited about this journey.

Of football and soccer club:
One of my highlights of Secunda is meeting the guys through field and indoor soccer.
For a few months we got to play on Sundays at the sasol club. On their fields. Was good fun! (Until the greed of management kicked us out. Pun not intended.) Greed always ruins things.

The soccer club is a brilliant little bar/pub with cheap beers and amazing football memorabilia strewn across the walls and the ceiling. On match day the vibe would be great in there as various premier league fans gathered to watch the screening game.

Of children’s ministry:
Most of ministry has involved teens (in the previous years). in Secunda I had only three or four teens.
So I had to focus more on the children in the Sunday School. A different focus for me but I enjoyed it. Kids are often keen!

Of exiting the church:
I’m excited to be leaving the church. For the first time in 15 years I won’t be a paid staff member of the church.

I can visit a church with Catherine not being known by anyone. And not “being paid to be there” (not that my relationship with Jesus was dependent on a salary… but I’m sure those who have been on ministry understand what I mean.)

Of Sasol and the “fresh air”:
I can’t wait to not see thr pollution of Sasol anymore.
My new view from our new home will be that of a sea view (estate agent sea view) and a mountain. And some vineyards too.
To breathe is fresh air is gonna be a “breath of fresh air” 😉

Then I always I didn’t understand how to residents of Secunda never got cheaper petrol prices. The residents have to suck in Sasol’s pollution . The least they can do is give cheaper petrol.

Of St Peters and people:
Meeting with the folk from St Peters at church or a social is like one big family gathering.
There is the one uncle with the jokes.
There is the one grandfather with the long stories.
There are the cute children running around.
There is the nosey aunt.
The grumpy. The joyful.
The committed.
St Peters has it all.
Hospitality is this church’s strength.
I’m thankful to have been part of the ‘family’ and with leaving… I still feel part of the family. Just at a distance.

I’ve made some friends along the way here. Jannie, Reinier and a few others.
Thanks everyone!

Of tourism and green spaces:
When they designed this town the planned many “green belts” – I liked that. With paths and benches.
A very good idea. (Obviously in SA, crime ruins the safe feeling of those spaces. But TIA, right?)


Soooo… whenever you live in a town you should be able to promote it as a tourguide. Well, that’s one of my philosophies.

If you ever pop into Secunda.

Eish! On the waterfront is a brilliant spot. A good South African feeling restaurant. On Secundas waterfront. (Inland style. Haha ;))
In fact there are a few places to eat at at the waterfront. Or to just ‘keuer’ (don’t know how to spell that.)
Also playing adventure golf along the water edge is pretty cool.

Then the duckpond is worth checking out. Lots of space to walk the dogs, go for a run or a ride, or to have a braai. On the weekends there is a little steam train that runs on a small track. Kids love it. Mind you, adults too.

Decent coffee shops. Symphony’s and “Eat a Lot”


Secunda, it’s been real!

See you (in blog world) in 2017!

Posted in Inspirational, Nature

Of colours and when you ‘feel blue’

I am so thrilled with the flowers and colours in our garden.  I must give credit to Elliott or the previous owners who threw seeds down in the flowerbed.  This summer the flowers have bloomed with conviction.

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When I look at the flowers each day I can’t help but smile. They’re stunning! It got me thinking about a conversation I had with my brother on feeling depressed.

(Now, I know depression is a complex thing) – and we’re no experts…

But what he and I spoke about made sense. And I am confident it would be helpful.
When one would “feel blue” – one could sit outside in their garden.
Or one could do half an hour exercise.
And now I add, one could tend to a garden. Water the flowers. Take out the weeds.
Or even, get yourself a pet. Caring for a dog, and receiving the love from a dog – would do wonders for anyone…

I think doing these things would help someone who is feeling depressive…

Your thoughts?

Posted in Random

Colours of the week…?

Black Friday. Black is a whole description for a Friday. I see Friday as red.

Speaking of colours of the week. Where does the association of certain colours for certain days of the week come from?

I see:

Monday as black
Tuesday as light green
Wednesday as purple
Thursday as.. probably white?
Friday as red
Saturday as brown
Sunday as pink or orange?

But where do I get that from? Where does that association come from?

Maybe when I was young and we learnt the days of the week…the week day names were written in that colour or where on that colour background?

The mind is a peculiar thing.
Just another random post 😉

Better than colours… one should attach emotions as the cure did:

“Friday, I’m in love…”

Posted in Inspirational, South Africa

A lot can happen in a month

1month

Breathe in. A lot can happen in a month. To-do-list: In no particular order, Christmas play prep. Time with my mom. (She is visiting). Present the Christmas play. Recycle. Football. Preach. Letters to people. Car service? Prep for new job. Read through relevant documents. FAMSA – Christmas Shoe boxes collect and sort. Farewells with friends. Listen. Exercise. Fly to Cape Town. Finish off well. Tune In. Camping trip with St Peters. Collecting Boxes. Packing up our home. Moving company comes to fetch our things. Thankfully, in Him, we live and move and have our being. Breathe out.

Posted in Church, People

Meet the Children (shoebox Christmas)

Last year, we at St Peters United collected shoeboxes filled with stationery and toiletries and other things. We partnered with FAMSA and blessed these children.   Here are the photo memories of the Christmas Party 2015.




Your charity. Your giving. Your kindness goes to these children.

They’re not faceless or nameless or nobodies!
THEY MATTER!

We aim for 80 gifts this year.

So please get collecting.

Deadline: last week of Nov.