What a day again! This seems to be a Friday thing…..🤔 anyway. Today’s scripture comes back to the biggest commandment of LOVE. We have to do good and love our enemies….in other words do not do unto them that you do not want to do to yourself.
Ek dink nou nie die versie bedoel jy moet hand om die blaas wees met mense wat jou vyande geag word nie (goeie aarde maar dit klink verskriklik om na mense as vyande te verwys). Kom ons sê eerder mense met wie jy nie so fanstasties oor die weg kom nie. Dis nie nodig om lelik te wees en hulle nie met respek te behandel nie.
You still have to show Jesus to the world, because how else will they get to know Him if everyone treats them with disrespect….? I think the crux of the matter in this verse is to do good without expecting anything back in return.
Dis moeilik, want soms voel ons of ons nekke en rûe gebreek word soos wat jy goed probeer doen, en miskien het jy dalk gedoen wat jy nie moes nie….maak dit sin? Ek wil nou nie sê jy het te veel goed gedoen nie, maar miskien gaan mens te veel uit jou pad om iemand te akkommodeer. Miskien moet jy net as dit oor jou pad kom, en die situasie doen homself voor, goed doen en liefde wys teenoor ander al is jy nie altyd lus nie.
Oh my, does this make sense what I am trying to say here….? I think I may need to chew on this verse too….but also note that God is also good and gracious to the wicked and ungrateful….makes you think does it not? God lets it rain on the wicked people’s crops too….and they live to see another day and get provision even if they don’t necessarily believe….
Die grootste belofte hier is, wanneer ons goed doen teenoor die wat nie glo nie en die wat ondankbaar is, word ons gesien as kinders van God want dis wat Hy doen. Doen kinders nie wat hul ouers doen nie….?
Now I was going to wait until I have used my newly acquired gadget, before blogging about it. But, today’s training session that I attended, just sold it even more to me (the demo last week sold it to me when a simple recon was done in a few seconds). I decided that I MUST write about this, before my enthusiasm flies out the window. Now you are probably wondering WHAT I am going on about? If you are an Accountant or Auditor, continue reading here. If not, well, just continue reading so that you can enjoy my sense of humour in what I experienced during today’s training session.
The invention that I am going on about is called The Audit Toolbar ™. To dumb it down a bit – it is an Excel Plug In that is incorporated in the toolbars of Excel. What this thing does, is, it saves you so much time filtering through data, deleting unwanted rows and cells, to name only a few. It is more aimed at auditing, assisting with things like sample selections, catching out people hiding things in sheets (yes, we can now virtually see everything clients give us), errors in formulae, etc.
Now I am not going to reinvent the wheel here, retyping everything that I have learnt in my two-hour session. The only thing that I do want to say is – Christiaan did virtual pull ups when he was showing us what this toolbar can do with messy data. A pull up is one of the most difficult exercises to do in my opinion. When I attend weekly Cross Fit exercise classes, and either Kerneels or Schwartz (our instructors at Steel Eagle Fitness Gym in Skeerpoort) demonstrate the movement, they make it look so easy.
This was the same for me during today’s training session. Christiaan made it look so easy. I always say that my brain has muscles like Arnold Schwarzenegger. Although after today, I think Christiaan’s brain has more muscle tone than my brain, and rightfully so! This is such an incredible invention! So much time and effort went into this development. Those who think a program just works, think again. It is hours and hours of blood, sweat and tears that go into something like the Audit Toolbar ™.
Having a quick chat with him last week after the demo session of the morning and signing up to purchase the toolbar, I learnt that Christiaan took a huge leap of faith in resigning his full-time job (with a confirmed income also left behind, just by the way) to take on this invention. This was approximately two years ago. Now, he can see the fruit that his labour is bearing. And I must say, I think it is great. It is almost like one of those old cars that have been taken from a rusty and dusty old thing that does not work, to a polished, pretty red car that can move at the speed of light (almost).
Like every newly developed system I expect some teething issues, but, from what I can see on reviews on this product, is that Christiaan is always ready to assist. His aim is to resolve queries within 30 minutes, which I think is also great, because if you have a deadline, stuck with a schedule and need help, you cannot wait for weeks or days for it to be resolved! Christiaan – I truly hope that you will get some sleep and that the 30 minute rule does not apply to issues submitted after hours. Because anyone that has friends that are Accountants and Auditors know that we work strange hours at times…
I look forward to doing my first GL cleanup with this toolbar, actually being able to recover all my time on an engagement. Getting more done in a day/week/month and year. With the pressure we have and with everything going on, such as changes in legislation, anything to assist, will most certainly help and be welcome! Christiaan, from my side – congratulations on a well written and designed product! May you experience God’s favour in abundance, and may He bless you with this new baby that He has entrusted with you.
Ek wou wag tot ek my nuutgevonde gadget wat ek aangekoop het, meer gebruik het voordat ek daaroor skryf. Maar, na vanoggend se opleidingsessie wat ek bygewoon het, het die produk homself net nog meer aan my verkoop (die demonstrasie van laas week het homself aan my verkoop toe ‘n eenvoudige rekonsiliasie in ‘n paar sekondes gedoen word). Ek het besluit dat ek hieroor MOET skryf, voor my entoesiasme by die venster uit vlieg. Nou jy wonder seker waaroor ek aangaan? As jy ‘n Rekenmeester of Ouditeur is, hou aan lees. Indien nie, wel, hou net aan lees sodat jy my sin vir humor kan geniet wat ek ervaar het gedurende vandag se opleidingsessie.
Die uitvindsel wat ek oor aangaan word genoem The Audit Toolbar ™. Om dit so bietjie eenvoudiger te stel – dis ‘n Excel plug in wat in Excel gebruik word as ‘n toolbar. Wat die ding doen is, dit spaar jou soveel tyd om data te filter, ongewensde rye en selle uit te wis, om net ‘n paar te noem. Dis meer gerig op oudits, om te help met goed soos om steekproewe (samples vir die wat nie weet wat ‘n steekproef is nie) te kies, mense uit te vang wat goed wegsteek in skedules (ja, nou kan ons virtueel alles sien wat ‘n kliënt vir ons gee), foute in formules optel, en so meer.
Nou ek gaan nie die wiel hier herontwerp en alles oortik wat ek geleer het in my twee ure sessie nie. Die enigste ding wat ek wil sê is – Christiaan het virtuele pull ups gedoen toe hy vir ons gedemonstreer het wat die ding kan doen met morsige data. ‘n Pull up is in my opinie een van die moeilikste oefeninge om te doen. Wanneer ek weekliks my Cross Fit oefensessies bywoon en Kerneels of Schwartz (die instrukteurs by Steel Eagle Fitness Gym in Skeerpoort) vir ons die beweging demonstreer, laat hulle dit so maklik lyk.
Ek het vandag se inligtingsessie ook so ervaar. Christiaan het dit so maklik laat lyk. Ek sê altyd dat my brein spiere het soos Arnold Schwarzenegger. Maar na vandag, dink ek dat Christiaan se brein meer muscle tone het as my brein, en regtens so! Hierdie is so ‘n wonderlike uitvindsel! Soveel tyd en moeite het in die ontwikkelling hiervan gegaan! Die wat dink dat ‘n program net werk, dink weer. Dit is ure en ure se bloed, sweet en trane wat in iets ingaan soos the Audit Toolbar ™.
Na ‘n vinnige gesprek met hom laas week, na die bekendstelling sessie die oggend en na ek opgeteken het om dit aan te koop, het ek geleer dat Christiaan ‘n massiewe geloofstap geneem het deur sy voltydse werk te bedank (en saam met dit ‘n vaste inkomste ook agter te los net so tussen ons) om hierdie uitvindsel aan te pak. Dit was ongeveer twee jaar gelede. Nou kan hy die vrugte van sy arbeid begin sien. En ek moet sê, ek dink dis wonderlik. Dit is amper soos een van daardie ou karre wat opgeroes is, onder dik lae stof lê en nie werk nie, wat getransformeer word in ‘n blink rooi kar wat teen die spoed van wit lig (amper) kan beweeg.
Soos elke nuwe ontwikkelde sisteem verwag ek ‘n paar geboorte pyne en uitdagings, maar, van wat ek kan sien van kommentaar oor die produk, is dat Christiaan altyd regstaan om te help. Sy doelwit is om navrae binne 30 minute uit te sorteer, wat ek dink wonderlik is, want, as jy ‘n sperdatum het, vasbrand met iets op ‘n skedule, kan jy nie vir weke of dae wag voor die probleem opgelos word nie. Christiaan – ek hoop werklik dat jy slaap sal inkry en dat die 30 minute reël nie van toepassing sal wees vir probleme wat na ure gerapporteer word nie. Want almal wat vriende het wat Rekenmeesters en Ouditeure is, weet dat ons vreemde ure werk soms….
Ek sien uit om my eerste grootboek skoon te maak met hierdie toolbar en om werklik al my tyd op ‘n taak te kan verhaal. Om meer gedoen te kry in ‘n dag/week/maand en jaar. Met die druk wat ons tans het en alles wat aan die gang is, soos veranderinge in wetgewing, sal enige iets wat kan help welkom wees. Christiaan – van my kant af – wel gedaan op ‘n goed geskryfde en ontwikkelde produk! Mag jy God se guns in oorvloed ervaar en mag Hy jou seën met hierdie nuwe baba wat aan jou toevertrou word.
If you read the presceding verses, Jesus says to not throw your pearls for the pigs and give that which is holy to dogs. I think what He meant here was is for us to not seek things from the world.
Ons moet nie ons harte oopmaak oor ons begeertes teenoor ander nie, want hulle sal dit vertrap en verskeur en in die proses kry ons seer. Dit het ek al baie ervaar en gesien in my lewe.
Instead Jesus is inviting us to pray, seek and knock on God’s door. And then we see the promise captured in this verse – if we keep on asking, seeking and knocking we will receive, find and have doors opened for us.
Wow, al ooit so daaraan gedink? Dis nie dat ons neuel (is daardie spelling reg want ek weet nie??) nie, ons moet net deursettingsvermoë kweek en in die proses ‘n verhouding met God opbou….
I still recall posting this verse on my personal Facebook page a few years ago. Someone commented on it and I could see that they did not quite grasp the meaning of it and what Jesus really meant with it.
Ek kan nie onthou wat gesê was nie, maar ek kon aflei die dieper betekenis van wat Jesus gesê het was gemis. Nou hoe ek hierdie interpreteer is ons wat glo en Jesus volg, is die arbeiders. Die res van die mense wat nie glo nie of dalk so bietjie minder glo (weet nie of jy minder kan glo nie want ek reken of jy glo of jy doen nie), is die oes.
It is our job as believers and followers of Christ, to help with the harvest. To testify of what God has done for us. To win over souls for HIS kingdom and to do all of this for His glory!
Ek dink Jesus se hart het uitgegaan na elke moontlike verlore siel en daarom dat Hy gevra het dat ons moet bid tot die God van die oes en dat Hy mense sal stuur na die oes toe.
Then I also wonder, off topic, how they started talking like this and about the harvest and the workers? What did the conversations with Jesus entail….? How did they land up talking about this?
Nie te min, ietsie om oor te dink. ‘n Vraag wat ek wil los is – wie is jy in hierdie scenario? Die oes of die arbeider? As jy die arbeider is, doen jy wat jy moet om die oes in te vorder?
Reading a few verses before and after today’s verse, reminds me of what it is about. Paul was preaching about Christ and the biggest commandment of all – LOVE.
Jy sien, hy het gepraat van besnydenis en die wet en dat Jesus ons vrygemaak het van die wet. Hy was nie vervolg omdat hy gepreek en verkondig het van die wet nie.
He then says that due to our freedom we should not use it to sin but rather to love and serve each other. Like the biggest commandment of loving others as thyself.
Maak dit sin? Wees eerder goedgesind teenoor ander as om mekaar te verteer met woorde (en dade). Dis mos nie wat Jesus sou doen nie….so hoekom doen ons dit soms….? Weer so ietsie om aan te kou en te oordink….
Die opskrif van die Psalm sê dat dit deur Asaf geskryf was. Nou ek ken nie lekker wie was wie gewees in die Bybel in terme van diensknegte en so meer nie, maar ek reken dit was iemand wat nou saam met Dawid gewerk het en dalk nou saam geleef het ook. Ek dink hy was ‘n musikant gewees.
Asaph wants to think only about God and His wonders. If you read verse 11 he was almost dumb-struck that God’s hand can change. Clearly something happened and he felt that God turned against him.
Die woord wat vir my uitstaan is peins en oordink dalk ook so bietjie. Jy sien, ons neig so om te fokus op dit was sleg is, dit te oordink, te peins oor dit. Weet jy wat beteken peins? Dis ‘n woord wat nie meer gebruik word nie. Maar jy dink diep en ernstig na oor iets.
And this is what Asaph did – he chose to focus on God and what He did and the wonders of God rather than to focus on what ever he was going through.
Dis wat ons ook moet doen….laat mens bietjie dink….?
What a day! It is past 3 pm and I never got round to posting today’s verse. Long story short – I had to go to the dentist with my son (one of the blocks of the braces came loose 🙄🙈 AGAIN), my husband is now halfway between 40 and 50 today, so I had to do some shopping, and then when I got home the time just ran away.
Elkgeval, vandag se versie praat van hoe Jesus mens geword het. Hy was die enigste perfekte mens sonder foute volgens die vers en ons almal weet dit mos. Ek wonder baie of Hy as kind soos ‘n tipiese 2 jarige was en of Hy net nie so was nie en altyd geluister het vir Sy ouers?
I don’t think the answer to my question above is relevant. However, here we see that Jesus came to earth as sacrifice, He was obedient and fully God and human at the same time. If He was an angel coming to talk to us, who would have believed Him?
Hy moes mens word sodat mense met Hom kan identifiseer….al ooit so daaraan gedink?
As mens die gaan lees in die Amplified, word dit so mooi verduidelik. Dit kom daarop neer dat die Here die wat standvastig is in Hom in volle vrede bewaar.
Now it is very interesting to me how God is speaking to me with this verse. Living in a world surrounded by corruption, greed, theft, all things not from God, one cannot help but become discouraged.
Veral as jy hoor hoe mense besteel word deur slenters. Of hoe geld by iemand gevat word deur wie weet hoeveel mense wat in die proses betrokke is, en verkeerd uit bank rekeninge getrek word.
I can go on and on and on. Just this past weekend I said to someone that everyone is starting to think it is ok to act in a manner which God does not want us to act. Because everyone is doing it. There are no repercussions for wrong doing, so it is ok.
Dis ok om ‘n blinde oog te draai vir wat ookal. Of om ‘n fooitjie te neem om iemand te help met iets wat hulle nie toe kom nie. Of om wat ookal nie te doen en te verklaar nie. Dis ok want almal doen dit. Laat mens dink? Ons hoef nie mismoedig te voel as ons doen wat reg is nie, die Here sal ons bewaar EN in volle vrede.
The entire month I felt like I almost had writer’s block when it comes to this month’s bible verse. I am struggling to identify with the verse. I have written a few pieces, only for them to be deleted again, because they do not feel right. It feels like that what I am trying to say is not carried over correctly. This whole time I am talking to myself and God, asking what it is that I must write.
I also cannot help but think that this year feels less and less like a Jubilee year. Something that I declared in 2022 with the new year’s diaries, now feels like something out of ancient history and almost like a lie. Now I will not bore you with everything that I feel does not belong in a year of Jubilee in my life personally. I think the cherry on the top was our little pup that died after being hit by a car now in June. But the long and the short is – this year feels really tough for me!
Back to the bible verse – I read it over and over. But it feels like I hear nothing. Until last weekend. While I was washing dishes, my thoughts wander to the very famous piece that was written called Footprints. You know, the one about the two rows of footprints? And when the person asks Jesus where He was when it was difficult in this person’s life and only one row of footprints can be seen. With that Jesus answered the person – That was when I carried you.
Suddenly a few lights go on for me. You see, I am searching the whole time for something to identify with, to be able to testify about how God has carried me through one specific situation. But I realised that I missed it. Totally. This is not what the verse is about. As I let my thoughts go about the verse, I think back to my life.
How so many things happened at so many different times and God saved me and carried me through it all. Since I was young and before I had accepted Him properly as my Saviour. Until now, here where I am older but still relatively young, He carries me. Protects me. I can actually testify daily of His goodness in my life. Even if I cannot pinpoint only one specific moment.
Then I start to think – this is how simple it is. Nothing complicated or elaborated about what is happening in the verse. No, the fact that God protects us daily, is enough to identify with this bible verse. When you look back you will most certainly see only one row of footprints, at other times there will be two. There where the one row of footprints are, those are the carry times that is spoken about in this verse.
My thoughts cannot help but to wander back to the famous piece of Footprints. And the answer from Jesus on the question about the one row of footprints. It was when I carried you.
Die hele maand al, voel ek amper of ek writer’s block het as dit kom by die maand se skrifvers. Ek sukkel om te vereenselwig en identifiseer met die bybelversie. Ek skryf vele stukke, net om dit weer uit te wis, want ek voel nie of dit reg is nie. Dit voel nie of dit wat ek probeer sê reg oorgedra word nie. Ek praat heeltyd met myself en met God, vra wat dit is wat ek moet skryf.
Ek dink ook heeltyd dat die jaar vir my al hoe minder soos ‘n Jubel jaar begin voel. Iets wat ek in 2022 verklaar het met die nuwe jaar se dagboeke, voel nou vir my soos iets uit die verre verlede en amper soos ‘n leuen. Nou ek sal jou nie verveel met alles wat ek voel nie by ‘n Jubel jaar hoort nie, veral nie alles wat in my lewe gebeur het nie. Ek dink die kersie op die koek was maar seker die ou baba hondjie wat doodgery was nou in Junie. Maar die lang en die kort is – die jaar voel tough vir my!
Terug by die skrifvers – ek lees dit oor en oor en oor. Maar ek voel en hoor niks. Tot laas naweek. Terwyl ek skottelgoed was, dink ek aan die baie bekende stuk wat iemand geskryf het genaamd Voetspore. Jy weet, die een van die twee rye spore? En toe die persoon vir Jesus vra waar was Hy toe dit moeilik gegaan het in die persoon se lewe, en daar net een ry voetspore te siene is. Met Jesus wat die persoon antwoord – Dit was toe Ek jou gedra het.
Skielik gaan daar ‘n paar ligte vir my aan. Jy sien, ek soek heeltyd die iets om mee te identifiseer, om te kan getuig van hoe die Here my gedra het deur een spesifieke situasie. Maar ek besef ek het dit gemis. Heeltemal. Dis glad nie waaroor die vers gaan nie. Soos wat ek my gedagtes laat gaan oor die vers, dink ek terug aan my lewe.
Hoe so baie goed op soveel verskillende tye gebeur het en God my gered en gedra het, gedurig deur. Vandat ek jonk was en nog voor ek Hom behoorlik aanvaar het as my Verlosser. Tot nou toe, hier waar ek ouer, maar steeds eintlik nog redelik jonk is, dra Hy my. Beskerm Hy my. Ek kan eintlik elke dag getuig van Sy goedheid in my lewe. Al kan ek nie altyd een spesifieke oomblik uitsonder nie.
Dan begin ek te dink – dis so eenvoudig soos dit. Niks gekompliseerd en uitgebrei oor wat in die vers aan die gang is nie. Nee, net die feit dat die Here ons elke dag beskerm en bewaar, is genoeg om te kan identifiseer met hierdie skrifvers. Natuurlik wanneer mens terug kyk, sal jy verskeie tye een ry voetspore sien, en ander tye twee rye. Daar waar die een ry spore is, is die dra tye waarvan gepraat word in hierdie vers.
My gedagtes kan nie help om weer terug te dwaal na die beroemde stuk van die Voetspore nie. En Jesus se antwoord op die vraag van die een ry spore. Dit was toe Ek jou gedra het.
Hierdie is so waar. As jy heeltyd knorrig is, gaan almal met jou terug knorrig wees. As jy heeltyd mense indoen, besteel, nie goed klaar maak nie, nie betaal nie, nie jou kant bring nie – wel, dan gaan dieselfde met jou gebeur.
Some people would call this Carma, but actually it is a Biblical principle. I once worked with someone who said “The World is a round place. What goes around comes around.” Also a way to look at it, yet it comes down to this one Bible Verse.
Wonderlik is dit nie? Hoe alles eintlik net weer terug kom na die Bybel toe. En weer vir ons ietsie gee om oor te dink…
There is a song and some of the words are as follows – Strength will rise as I wait upon the Lord. It has a very catchy tune and you cannot help but get into the moment of praise and worship when you sing that.
Nou weet ek waar die woorde se inspirasie vandaan kom….uit hierdie Psalm uit. Jy sien, soms raak ons mismoedig oor goed en dan tree ongeduld in meeste van die kere.
But the instruction here is clear – Wait upon the Lord! Be strong AND wait. Do not let impatience take that which you must do away from you….
So yesterday I had this brainwave, to type my daily thoughts on the daily bible verse on my website too and not only on social media. I realise that many people are not on socials and then those that follow my blog online miss out so to speak. Of course today was implementation day and this meant that I never got round to it, because duty called with the day job.
Vir diegene wat nuut is met hoe die daaglikse inskrywings werk – ek skryf in beide Engels en Afrikaans in een inskrywing, sodat ek nie vashaak met vertalings nie, want maak nie saak hoe kort die stuk is wat ek skryf nie, om te vertaal neem tyd, en nee, ek gebruik nie Google translate nie.
Today’s verse speaks of Godly sorrow that leads to repentance without regret. This in turn leads to salvation. Now I was not hundred percent sure what was meant with this verse, but the more I thought of it, the more I think it refers to sorrow of what we did wrong, repenting and then receiving salvation. Can it be this simple? To understand it like this?
Die tweede deel praat van die wêreldse droefheid wat tot die dood ly. Ek kon nie lekker begryp wat die 1953 vertaling en selfs die Amplified bedoel nie. Toe ek na Die Boodskap vertaling gaan kyk, snap ek dit en gaan die liggie aan. My aanvanklike interpretasie in die vorige paragraaf dink ek is ook verkeerd. Jy sien, wanneer ons na God toe gaan met ons droefheid en hartseer, kom Hy, maak ons heel, bou so bietjie aan ons karakter in die proses, maak ons sterker. Maak dit sin? So nie noodwendig droefheid oor iets wat ons verkeerd gedoen het soos ek gedink het nie….
But, if you keep this to yourself and you try to cope with it on your own, you do not receive the healing you need. Your character is not built like God intended it to be built. And ultimately this leads to death, not receiving salvation, not being saved and possibly not finding the eternal life. WOW can this be? Something to think about. I know I can relate to this verse.
Toe ons baba hondjie doodgery was oor die langnaweek in Junie, het ek hierdie ongelooflike hartseer gehad. Ek was regtig ongelooflik tranerig vir ‘n paar dae. Maar ek het God gaan soek, probeer om dit vir Hom te gee, sodat ek weer ligter en beter kan voel. Ek het dit nie dadelik reg gekry nie. Maar die Dinsdag, by een van my weeklikse oefeninge, het die “release” gekom. Ek het steeds nie beter gevoel dadelik nie, dit was eers die volgende dag, by ‘n lekker strawwe oefening van spinning dat ek heeltemal verlos was van die droefheid wat ek ervaar het. En dis net God. Net Hy kan dit so doen en so vinnig ook.
If I did not experience it like this, I still would have been a mess. I still would have not felt this calmness inside me and I probably would have moved away further from God, thus risking my salvation over sorrow…..OH MY HAT! What a revelation! What do you do with your sorrow?
So ietsie om weer oor te dink!!
I normally end this off with a little arm emoji that flexes saying let’s do this day. But now this day is almost over….
Every time I think about peace, I think of the movie, Miss Congeniality where she closed off her answer, to a question that was asked, with the sentence “And World Peace.” And then while I am typing it like this, I cannot help but wonder if I have not written something similar to this? I cannot remember, because I write as much as what I talk and talk as much as what I write. None the less, this month’s scripture is about God’s peace that exceeds anything we will ever understand and experience. This whole month I was waiting in anticipation of experiencing it (because I have experienced it before) but it is as if it was dodging me the whole time.
Then I realise that this month’s circumstances is of such a nature, that I experienced peace like the world offers it. Sort of. I went to Google the proper definition of peace, as the dictionary explains and describes it. Unlike the Afrikaans definition that I Googled referring me to Wikipedia, I found the English definition from the Oxford Languages Dictionary. The definition is said to be freedom from disturbance, tranquillity. A state or period in which there is no war, or a war has ended.
While reading this, it struck me. On the surface it seems that there are no disturbances and actually a state of tranquillity, no war going on. However, on my own I have declared war against the webpage of an institution that does not want to work as it should. No one declared war against me, so theoretically it is not a state of war. I will not blame and shame the institution, because the purpose of this blog is not to sweep people up to be negative. But silently I have this war against this webpage, with an outlook that I will win and get everything submitted on time and before or on the due date of 31 May and not miss the deadline.
So, if I then have this silent war that I declared against this webpage, then I do not have God’s peace, do I? In worldly terms I actually have peace, even if the webpage is not working. It is not going terrible with me. I mean, no one has declared a physical war against me, this is just another thing that I have to deal with and resolve and can be seen as part of the day job. You know, the saying, every sport has its injuries? This is now one of those everyday injuries of the “sport” that I exercise daily when it comes to the day job.
The whole time while I am working, struggling to get things done, I get frustrated and irritated. So for sure I do not have God’s peace. And then in the process, the frustrations make me slap my hands together out of pure disbelief, or hitting the table that I am working on, unintentionally jump scaring my husband, who is working in the same office. Of course, the words that come with the frustrations want to be uttered and I have to focus really hard not to say them, but I must confess, I do not always get it right. So, you see, I feel I do not have the peace of God that this text is referring to.
Because this is peace that exceeds anything we can understand, peace that the world cannot offer us. And this peace guards our hearts and minds. Which implies I will not slap my hands in frustration or utter words that I should not be said. Now I have experienced God’s peace and I must say, that is a very nice place to be in. Even if it is chaotic around me, I cannot help but experience His peace that exceeds all things I have ever experienced. This is something that I long for on a daily basis in my life. In spite of my silent and self-proclaimed war, I feel some form of peace inside of me.
I can almost feel how the Holy Spirit is gently blowing peace into my spirit. Here I am now, war halfway won, busy making other plans to ensure that I will get all submitted on time, keeping my side clean so that no one can turn around and say Sorry nê, your submission was not on time and therefore we are levying a penalty. Even if the late submission was not my fault and that of the system, the outlook is always that penalties will be levied if not submitted on time.
As I close off this article, I think I understand better what is meant with the peace like the world offers. You see, all of us, myself included, can get so worked up when things do not go according to plan. It is not the end of the world and everything does not fall apart, but things are just not working as they should. It is in these moments of frustration and being worked up, that we miss God’s peace and just experience the peace like the world offers us. Does it make sense what I am trying to say?
The long and the short is, we must not fall for the devils lies, hook, line and sinker. We do not have to get worked up and miss God’s peace in the process. We do not have to be content with the peace like the world offers us. If we miss God’s peace, then we are missing the guidance He is offering us in our lives…. ever thought about it in this manner? What are you choosing today? Are you choosing to get all worked up, being frustrated about that which is not working? Are you giving space for things and stuff, other than that which is from God, to guide your mind? I know that I want God’s peace AND His guidance in my life, irrespective of the circumstances.
Elke keer as ek dink aan vrede, dan dink ek aan die fliek Miss Congeniality waar sy die vraag wat sy moes beantwoord, afsluit met “And World Peace.” En wanneer ek dit so tik dan kan ek nie help om te dink of ek al oor so iets geskryf het nie?Ek kan wragties nie onthou nie, want ek skryf so baie as wat ek praat en praat so baie as wat ek skryf. Nie te min, die maand se skrifvers gaan oor God se bonatuurlike vrede. Die heel maand wag ek in opwinding om dit te ervaar (want ek het dit al beleef) maar dis asof dit my bly ontwyk.
Dan besef ek dat die maand se omstandighede van so ‘n aard is, dat ek in ‘n mate die vrede soos die wêreld dit gee beleef. Soortvan. Ek het gaan Google wat die behoorlike definisie van vrede is, soos die woordeboek dit omskryf. So volgens Wikipedia (ek gebruik nou maar dit want ek is nie naby ‘n woordeboek nie en gaan ook nie tyd hê om een na te slaan nie) is dit ‘n toestand van stilte of harmonie. Of ‘n toestand sonder gevegte en oorloë.
Nou ja, toe ek dit lees, toe tref dit my. Op die oog af is dit ‘n toestand van stilte of harmonie, geen gevegte of oorloë wat woed nie. Maar, ek het by myself oorlog verklaar teen ‘n webblad van ‘n instansie wat net nie wil werk soos dit moet nie. Niemand het teen my oorlog verklaar nie, so teoreties is dit ‘n toestand sonder gevegte en oorloë. Ek sal maar nie die instansie se naam noem nie, want ek is nie hier om mense op te sweep nie. Maar stilweg het ek hierdie oorlog teen die webblad, ek het ‘n uitkyk van ek gaan die webblad wen om alles betyds ingedien te kry voor 31 Mei, die sperdatum, en nie dit nie betyds indien nie.
So as ek dan hierdie stille oorlog verklaar het teen die webblad, dan het ek mos nie God se vrede nie het ek? In wêreldse terme het ek vrede, al werk die webblad nie, gaan dit eintlik nie woes sleg met my nie. Ek meen niemand voer fisiese oorlog teen my nie en hierdie is maar net nog ‘n uitdaging wat ek moet trotseer en oorkom en oorwin en kan amper gesien word as deel van die werk. Jy weet, die gesegde, elke sport het sy beserings? Die is nou een van my alledaagse beserings van die “sport” wat ek daagliks beoefen.
Heeltyd terwyl ek hieraan werk en sit en sukkel, raak ek opgewerk. So ek het vir seker nie God se vrede nie. En dan in die opwerk proses, raak ek gefrustreerd, slaan soms my hande uit ongeloof teen mekaar en op die tafel uit frustrasie, dat my man wat saam met my sit en werk, hop soos hy skrik. Natuurlik wil-wil ‘n paar frustrasie woorde saam uitkom en moet ek regtig baie hard fokus dat dit nie gebeur nie en moet ek bieg, ek kry dit nie altyd reg nie. So jy sien, ek voel ek het nie God se vrede soos wat hier in hierdie vers na verwys word nie.
Want dis vrede wat alle verstand te bowe gaan, vrede wat die wêreld nie vir ons kan bied nie. En vrede wat ons sinne (dit wat in ons gedagtes omgaan volgens ander vertalings – en wat dan maar word wat ons spreek) bewaar. Nou ek het al God se vrede ervaar en ek moet sê dis ‘n lekker plek om te wees. Al is dit chaoties rondom my, kan ek nie help as om Sy vrede wat alle verstand te bowe gaan, te ervaar nie. Dis iets waarna ek smag om elke liewe dag van my lewe te hê. Ten spyte van my stille oorlog, voel ek tog rustig in my binneste.
Ek kan amper voel hoe die Heilige Gees vrede kom blaas in my gees in. Ten spyte van my self-verklaarde webblad oorlog. Hier sit ek nou, die stryd halfpad gewonne, besig om ‘n ander plan te bedink om die res ingedien te kry en my kant en deel te doen, sonder dat iemand omdraai en sê Sorry nê, your submission was not on time and therefore we are levying a penalty. Al was dit nie my skuld dat ek dit nie kon indien nie en die sisteem se skuld, is die uitkyk maar dat daar boetes gehef word as dit nie betyds ingedien word nie.
Soos wat ek hierdie stuk afsluit, verstaan ek beter wat bedoel word met die wêreldse vrede. Jy sien, ons almal, ek in kluis, kan onsself so opwerk as goed nie reg verloop nie. Dis nie die einde van die wêreld nie, en alles tuimel nie in mekaar nie, maar dinge werk net nie soos wat ons verwag dit moet nie jy weet? Dis in daardie oomblikke van frustrasie en opgewerktheid, wat ons God se vrede mis en net die wêreld se “vrede” ervaar. Maak dit sin wat ek probeer sê?
Die lang en die kort is, ons moet wragties nie hook, line and sinker val vir die duiwel se leuens nie. Ons hoef nie onsself op te werk en God se vrede te mis in die proses nie. Ons hoef nie tevrede te wees met net wêreldse vrede nie. As ons God se vrede mis, dan mis ons die leiding wat Hy ons gee in ons lewens….al ooit so daaraan gedink? Wat kies jy vandag? Kies jy om maar weer opgewerk te raak en gefrustreerd en moedeloos met dit wat nie werk nie? Gee jy plek vir goed en dinge, anders as dit wat van God af is, om jou gedagtes te kom lei? Ek weet ek wil vir seker God se vrede EN Sy leiding altyd hê in my lewe, ongeag die omstandighede.
Hierdie inskrywing is tweetalig en ook maar net vir diegene wat my webjoernaal volg, wat nie op sosiale media is nie, se inligting…. wat ‘n wonderlike voorreg om God se woord te kon verkondig aan die jeug, die toekoms, die mense aan wie ons die aflosstokkie moet oorhandig.
A big thank you to Bekker High School for receiving me on Monday and making me feel at home like always! I trust the Holy Spirit that the seed that was sown to grow at the right time so that they too can be light bearers for God’s Kingdom on earth! As I said to the children on Monday, this past weekend it was the Coronation of King Charles. Our Pastor at Doxa Deo said a true thing – everyone knows who King Charles is, but King Charles does not know who I am or many other people on this earth.
Maar Koning Jesus ken ons elkeen by ons naam! Is dit nie wonderlik nie? Hy het ons eerste lief gehad nog voordat ons Hom gekies het! Wat doen jy om te sorg dat jou vere pienk bly? Het jy Pienk Vere ® vir die Here? Is dit wat jy besig is om in te sit goed en van God af? Die saad van dit wat ons insit deur ons sintuie, gaan lê in ‘n mens se hart en dit bepaal ‘n mens se lewe soos Salomo tereg gesê het in Spreuke 4:23.
Be vigilant always, and it is ok to be a bit weird and different, because that is what distinguishes us from the rest of the world. To stand out, proud, tall and pink like the Flamingo to be recognised as a Child of God. Sometimes our actions seem weird to the rest of the world, just as the Flamingos manner of eating with its head upside down, filtering its food (because it is a filter feeder). Just like the Flamingo filters its food while eating, we as Christians should filter that which is thrown to us by the world (through social media and everything around us), as it states in 1 Thessalonians 5:21 – But test all things carefully [so you can recognize what is good]. Hold firmly to that which is good. (Amplified).
Tot volgende jaar Hoërskool Bekker! Ek kan nie wag nie, en sien uit om die nuwe groep Graad 12’s te ontmoet en mee te gesels!
When I started to write this piece, I was feeling a bit blue. Initially, I thought I was not going to publish this at all, but, as true and faithful as God is, He showed me the light and I decided to proceed with the publication of this, as the purpose of the blog is to show people that I am only human and that God picks me up when I feel down and out. The days leading up to Fake-it-till-you-make-it-day AKA my Birthday (in April and shortly after the Easter weekend) was rather interesting. My outlook on life and how quickly time goes seems to be changing as rapidly as the wind and tides change. You see, for a long time, even before reaching the age of 40, I have been realising just how short our time on earth is. Watching the movie The Intern with Robert Dinero and Anne Hathaway in the leading roles, made me realise or rather recap this even more.
The movie starts with Robert Dinero as Ben, a 70 year old retired widower, telling this modern, online business, why they should hire him as a senior intern as advertised. He talks about his wife who had passed away three years earlier, how tough retirement is when you have nothing to get up for and how he coped with being retired and alone. He decided to have an attitude of getting out of the house in the mornings to be at the local Star Bucks at a certain time daily. That gave him purpose.
Now back to my life, that makes me think of what we perceive to be the distant future. The reality is, it is closer than what we can ever think. Just yesterday I was 21 years old. In the blink of an eye it is 21 years later and I am celebrating my 42nd birthday. I still cannot seem to get over the fact that I am getting older. I really had this thing in my mind, when I was in my twenties and even thirties, that I don’t think I will ever get THERE you know? Grow old, because it is just so far away and so far in the distant future. NEWS FLASH to all the twenty-something-year-olds reading this – life happens, time goes by! You will age, you will get older. Your kids will leave the house and start their own families and lives without you as their primary care-giver.
2023 marks the year that I know my husband for half of my life. Say what now? Yes, read that again. I have known my husband for HALF OF MY LIFE! Old people know people for half of their lives! Not me! In my mind I am still a 20-something year old. In my mind, I am still 24, still have dreams of becoming fitter and more toned, doing things that my heart desires rather than what pays the bills.
I still have all these plans and dreams, some of which, seem to be ridiculous at this age – the one of becoming more toned for one, seems to be the most ridiculous of them all, yet, I am religiously following my dream, going to the gym three times per week now. I have come to a point, where I am realising that One Day may just not arrive for certain goals I had set for myself unintentionally at a very young age. Having a more than hectic first quarter for 2023, ending up with Vertigo, which is stress related, just makes me weigh up everything in life, especially the work-life balance that I am trying so hard to achieve. I think my biggest wish or goal rather at this stage, is to not be exhausted when it comes to the birthdays of my family members, including my own.
You see, being a Chartered Accountant in business is very stressful. The demands to keep all the balls in the air are just becoming more hectic. As times change, the workload increases. Systems change and every “little” additional thing that we have to send to authorities, effectively adds about 15 to 30 minutes to our already overloaded work schedule. For years I could not figure out why we could just never get ahead with our work. Then it struck me. It is all these changes in systems, things that authorities just expect to happen, without undue interference or hinderance from our side.
Not even to mention the impact that load-shedding has on running a business. We lose internet signal at times, having to live without cell phone reception and internet connectivity for a few hours up to a few days at times (in the extreme cases, which, thank goodness, does not occur frequently. But it normally happens at a critical time). Everything is online you know. Then you cannot do your work. You cannot send e-mails, cannot submit returns. It becomes a frustration.
Anyway, I am NOT here to sing a moan song about the stress of my job, because, at the end of the day I chose my day job, not the other way around. So, I have to make peace with that which I chose to make a living for myself and my family. Back to the day before my birthday. It is Monday evening, 10 April 2023. I am a bit teary eyed, because man, turning 42 felt worse than turning 40. My husband tries to encourage me before we go to put the kids to bed. Lying next to my daughter, now 9 years old, I was silently crying to myself. She turns to me and asks me what is wrong?
Next thing I see, she turns on her bedside lamp, looks me in the eyes and asks me why I think I feel this way. This to me, was so mature for a 9-year-old. I continue to chat with her, telling her that I feel like a bad mother. I feel like I am not nurturing enough, not showing sufficient sympathy and empathy when they are sick or not feeling well. I feel like my impatience is making me a bad mother. I even ended my sentence crying, saying that I am not like her. Because, man oh man, she has a nurturing personality. Something that does not come naturally for me.
She answers that statement by saying that when her tonsils were sick, I took her to the hospital to have them removed. So, I am a good mother. When I responded saying that I did not show much sympathy and empathy with her with the pain, because I got cross with her for being stubborn and not drinking her medication like she should have, she shrugged her shoulders, saying “Such is life.” We continued the conversation, I continued to say that I feel bad that I cannot give her everything that her heart desires. She again answered me with “Such is life. I cannot get a new game on the cell phone I play with every day.”
When I heard these very mature answers from my 9-year-old daughter, I realised that I am doing something right somewhere. All the Ethics training and Tall Trees analysis of my own personality, EI Activator courses and all the other stuff that I do rather than just boring work-related training (this training counts for CPD points by the way), made me realise that it is not in vain. It is starting to pay off. Even if I still have a mountain of training to catch up on, something is working somewhere. I am contributing to the next generation. Trying to raise children with responsibility, accountability, empathy, sympathy, humanity, nurturing habits. I don’t think I always do everything right, but, when I have a day like that and end it off with a conversation like this with my daughter, then I know I cannot call my birthday Fake-it-till-you-make-it-day. Because in reality, I am not faking it, I am actually making it.
All the Glory be to God always. For the instincts He places within us as parents. All the guidance He provides through His word. For being able to call myself a child of God, being so privileged to be chosen by Him first and having this ministry to share with other moms out there, who may be feeling the same emotions and issues than what I am feeling. We are going to be ok. We are making mistakes as we go along, but that is human nature. With God by our side, we cannot help but bear forward and Make it rather than Fake it till you make it. Here is to all the moms out there, feeling like failures! You are not a failure and you are not alone! God is always with you and all those other moms around you, who seem to have it all together, is fighting just as hard to keep on keeping on.
Toe ek hierdie stuk begin skryf het, het ek so bietjie blou gevoel. Aanvanklik het ek gedink ek gaan nie die stuk publiseer nie, maar, so getrou as wat God is, het Hy my die lig gewys en ek het besluit om tog maar voort te gaan om hierdie stuk te publiseer. Die doel van die webjoernaal is tog om mense te wys dat ek ook net ‘n mens is en dat God my optel wanneer ek so bietjie down & out is. Die dae wat gelei het tot Maak-of-jy-dit-oorleef-dag AKA my Verjaarsdag (in April en kort na die Paasnaweek) was redelik interessant gewees. My uitkyk op die lewe en hoe vinnig tyd gaan, voel of dit nogals so vinnig verander soos wat die wind draai en die getye verander. Jy sien, vir ‘n geruime tyd al, nog voordat ek die ouderdom van 40 bereik het, het ek begin besef hoe kort ons tyd op aarde werklik is. Na ek die fliek The Intern met Robert Dinero en Anne Hathaway in die hoofrolle gekyk het, het dit my net nog meer dit laat besef, of eerder recap oor dit.
Die fliek begin met Robert Dinero wat die rol van Ben vertolk, ‘n 70-jarige, afgetrede wewenaar, wat vir ‘n jong, moderne aanlyn besigheid vertel hoekom hulle hom as ‘n senior klerk moet huur soos wat hulle geadverteer het. Hy praat van sy vrou wat oorlede is drie jaar van te vore, hoe moeilik aftrede is, veral as jy niks het om voor op te staan in die oggende nie en hoe hy oorleef het met aftrede en om alleen te wees. Hy het besluit om ‘n uitkyk en houding te hê om iets te soek om voor op te staan en een van sy daaglikse doelwitte was om elke oggend teen ‘n sekere tyd by die plaaslike Star Bucks te wees. Dit het vir hom ‘n doel gegee in die lewe.
Nou terug na my lewe, die storie het my laat dink aan wat ons almal sien as die verre toekoms. Die werklikheid is, dis nader as wat ons ooit kan dink. Net gister was ek 21 jaar oud. In ‘n oogwink is dit 21 jaar later en ek vier my 42ste verjaarsdag. Ek kan steeds nie oor die feit kom dat ek ouer word nie. Ek het regtig die ding in my kop gehad, veral toe ek in my twintigs, en selfs vroeë dertigs was, dat ek nooit DAAR sal kom nie jy weet? Oud word, want dis net so ver in die toekoms, dit voel amper onwerklik dat mens kan verouder. NUUS FLITS vir al die twintig-jariges wat dit lees – die lewe gebeur en tyd stap aan!! Jy gaan verouder en ouer word. Jou kinders gaan die huis verlaat en hul eie families en lewens begin, sonder om afhanklik te wees van jou as hul primêre versorger.
2023 merk die jaar dat ek my man vir helfde van my lewe ken. Sê wat nou? Ja, lees dit weer. Ek ken my man vir HELFDE VAN MY LEWE! Ou mense ken mense vir helfde van hul lewens! Nie ek nie! In my kop is ek nog in my twintigs. In my kop is ek nog 24 met drome van fikser en meer toned (by gebrek aan die Afrikaanse woord) wees, om dinge te doen wat my hart begeer eerder as dit wat die rekeninge betaal. Ek het nogals vasgevang geraak in leef vir eendag. Eendag dit en eendag dat.
Ek het nog al hierdie planne en drome, sommige van hulle lyk en klink amper belaglik op hierdie ouderdom. Die een om fikser en meer toned te wees, is heelwaarskynlik die mees belaglikste een van hulle almal. Tog volg ek getrou my droom en meld aan my die plaaslike gimnasium drie maal per week. Ek het op ‘n punt in my lewe gekom dat ek besef het dat Eendag net dalk nie gaan arriveer nie, veral vir sekere doelwitte wat ek vir myself, onbewustelik gestel het op ‘n jong ouderdom. Na ‘n wilde woeste eerste kwartaal van 2023, waar ek opgeëindig het met Vertigo, wat gekoppel word aan spanning, maak dat ek net nog meer alles in die lewe opweeg, veral die werk-lewe balans wat ek so hard werk om te vermag. Ek dink my grootste wens of doelwit op die stadium van my lewe, is om nie so uitgeput te wees wanneer dit kom by verjaarsdae van my gesin nie, myne ingesluit.
Jy sien, om ‘n Geoktrooieerde Rekenmeester in besigheid te wees, tap nogals baie uit mens uit met baie druk en spanning wat saam met dit gaan. Die vereistes om al die balle in die lug te hou, word net meer en meer. Soos wat die tye verander, verhoog die werkslading. Sisteme verander en elke liewe “klein” addisionele ding wat ons vir owerhede moet stuur, dra by tot effektief omtrent 15 min tot ‘n halfuur se ekstra werk, in ‘n reeds oorvol werkskedule. Vir jare kon ek nie uitwerk hoekom ons net nie voor kan kom met ons werk nie. Toe tref dit my. Dis al die veranderinge in sisteme, dinge wat die owerhede net verwag om te gebeur, moeiteloos en sonder enige opondhoud van ons kant af.
Nie eens om te noem watter impak beurtkrag het op die bestuur van ‘n besigheid nie. Die ergste is seker die internet sein wat ons soms in die steek laat as gevolg van beurtkrag. Alles is mos aanlyn jy weet? Dan kan jy nie jou werk doen nie. Jy kan nie e-posse stuur nie en kan nie opgawes indien nie. Dit raak ‘n frustrasie. Elkgeval, en is NIE hier om ‘n klaaglied te sing oor die spanning van my werk nie, want, op die ou einde van die dag, het ek my werk gekies en nie andersom nie.
So ek moet vrede maak met dit wat ek gekies het om ‘n lewe en bestaan van te maak vir my en my gesin. Terug na die dag voor my verjaarsdag. Dis Maandagaand, 10 April 2023. Ek is so bietjie emosioneel, want, liewe hemel, om 42 te word het erger gevoel as om 40 te word. My man probeer my bemoedig voordat ons die kinders in die bed sit. Soos wat ek langs my dogtertjie lê, nou 9 jaar oud, het ek stilweg gehuil by myself. Sy draai na my en vra my wat fout is?
Volgende oomblik sien ek sy sit haar bedlampie aan, kyk my in die oë en vra my hoekom ek dink ek so voel? Vir my was dit so ‘n volwasse ding vir ‘n 9 jarige. Ek hou aan om met haar te gesels, te vertel dat ek soos ‘n slegte ma voel. Ek voel of ek nie genoeg koestering en versorging bied nie, nie genoeg simpatie en empatie wanneer hulle siek is of nie lekker voel nie. Ek voel of my ongeduld van my ‘n baie slegte ma maak. Ek het selfs my sin geëindig met ‘n tranerige antwoord dat ek nie soos sy is nie. Liewe aarde, daardie klein mensie is so ‘n versorgertjie. Iets wat nie natuurlik kom vir my nie.
Sy antwoord daardie stelling van my, deur te sê toe haar mangels siek was, het ek haar hospitaal toe gevat om dit uit te haal. So ek is ‘n goeie mamma. Toe ek reageer op dit om te sê dat ek nie genoeg simpatie en empatie met haar gehad het met die pyn na die tyd nie, want ek het kwaad geraak omdat sy hardkoppig was en nie haar medisyne wou drink soos sy moes nie, trek sy haar skouers op en sê “Dis die lewe.” Ons gesprek gaan voort en ek gaan voort om te sê dat ek sleg voel dat ek nie altyd alles vir haar kan gee wat haar hart begeer nie. Sy antwoord my met “Dis die lewe. Ek kan nie elke dag ‘n nuwe gamepie aflaai op die selfoon nie.”
Toe ek hierdie baie volwasse antwoorde van my 9 jarige dogtertjie af hoor, besef ek dat ek iewers iets reg doen. Al die Etiese opleiding en Tall Trees analise van my eie persoonlikheid, EI Activator kursusse en al die ander goed wat ek doen, eerder as om net vervelige opleiding te doen wat direk aan my werk gekoppel is (hierdie ander opleiding tel vir my CPD punte net so tussen ons), het my laat besef dat niks verniet is nie. Ek begin die vrugte pluk. Selfs al het ek nog ‘n BERG van opleiding om te doen en in te haal, is iets iewers besig om te werk. Ek is besig om ‘n bydra te maak tot die volgende generasie. Ek probeer kinders grootmaak wat verantwoordelikheidsin het, wat rentmeesters kan wees van dit wat aan hulle toevertrou word, om empatie, simpatie, en wie weet watter ander goeie morele waardes nog te hê. Ek dink nie ek doen altyd alles reg nie, maar, wanneer ek ‘n dag het soos daardie en dit afgesluit word met ‘n gesprek soos dit met my dogter, dan weet ek dat ek my verjaarsdag nie Maak-of-jy-dit-oorleef-dag noem nie – of in Engels Fake it till you make it day. Want, ek is nie besig om te maak of ek dit reg doen en kry nie. Ek is werklik besig om iets reg te kry en te oorleef.
Al die eer aan God altyd. Vir die instinkte wat Hy binne ons plaas as ouers. Al die leiding wat Hy gee deur Sy woord. Om myself ‘n kind van God te kan noem, om so bevoorreg te kan wees om eerste deur Hom gekies te word en om hierdie bediening te hê waar ek met soveel mammas daarbuite my emosies en uitdagings te kan deel. Ons gaan ok wees. Ons maak foute soos ons aangaan, maar dis die menslike natuur. Met God aan ons sy, kan ons nie anders as om vorentoe te beur nie, en om eerder dit te Maak as om voor te gee dat ons dit wel reg kry. Hier is vir al die mamma’s daarbuite, wat soos mislukkings voel – jy is nie alleen nie! God is altyd met jou en al hierdie ander mamma’s om jou, al lyk sommige van hulle of hulle alles in orde het – hulle is ook besig om hard te baklei om net vorentoe te beur. Jy is nie alleen nie.
I cannot help but wonder what is actually busy happening to time. I am not finding time to write like I used to in the past. Come to think of it, I am not finding time to do anything it seems. My circumstances have changed, no doubt about that, but can it truly have such a big influence? Anyway, on the last day of April, I am finally finding time to write about this month’s scripture. Now, I have been thinking about it for a while now, chewing on what I want to say. Maybe it is not really the being busy that is hindering me to write, but rather what I feel I want to say about the scripture, that is truly the hold up here. I do not want to write for the sake of writing you know.
Now this month’s verse is yet again very interesting to me, especially the manner in which God is busy breaking it open to understand it from a different point of view. When you love someone, then you say it to them, right? But with it comes other things too. You treat the person nicely and do things for them, because you love them, something that you may not do for a total stranger.
The part of the verse that stands out the most is in the last part. The word – truth. You see, when you truly love someone, you will also tell them the truth. You will not tell them stories and things that are contradicting to love. Now here is the other deep part of the verse, if I can put it that way. Who must we love? A question that Jesus answered the Pharisees and other people who studied the bible (whose collective name I cannot think of right now in this moment). We must love our neighbours as ourselves.
Wow! So, in other words, this verse is applicable to all people, not only those close to you and with whom you have a relationship with. I don’t think this implies that we have to say that we love people whom we do not know from a bar of soap! Because the word love is deep. But, you must have respect for others, even if you do not know them on a personal level. Showing them that Jesus is within you. The same is applicable to our deeds – we don’t have to do something by moving into someone’s personal space. But, if you are stuck in traffic, you can give a space for the person next to you and in this manner show a deed of love, even if you do not know that person. Does it make sense?
The word I seem to come back to the whole time is truth. What are you busy doing? Are you telling the truth on all levels? Are you telling people of Jesus? He is the truth. Are you speaking the truth when you interact with people and when you are doing business transactions? Do you keep to your word? Are you truly busy showing love through your tongue, forcing yourself to speak the truth, irrespective of the circumstances?
I also don’t think you should tell someone that you do not like the shirt they are wearing, because that is personal taste in my opinion. And when you say things to people in this manner, then you are attacking their personality. Does it make sense what I am trying to say here? The verse makes me think of the English saying Actions speak louder than words. How true are those words? Maybe you have these people in your life, whether it is friends or family. They tell you things that would make you think that you have a good relationship, but their deeds say the contrary. Maybe the truth is lacking a bit in that what is actually busy happening. Respect may be absent – because everything is always about them rather than those around them.
May we be reminded frequently, to show love in deed and in truth, and not only by words and with our tongue. This is not only applicable to fellow humans here on earth. Not at all! Our relationship with God must also be like this! Don’t just say that you love God if your actions and deeds speak the contrary. Where do you stand today? What is your relationship with Him like? Are you truly busy showing Him that you love Him? Or are you getting stuck at a superficial Sunday relationship with Him? Something to think about I would say….
Ek kan nie help om te wonder wat besig is om te gebeur met tyd nie. Ek kry nie tyd vir skryf soos altyd in die verlede nie. Eintlik kry ek tyd vir niks voel dit vir my! Vir seker het daar goed in my lewe verander, omstandighede, maar kan dit werklik so ‘n groot invloed hê? Nie te min, op die laaste dag van April kom ek uiteindelik by die maand se skrifvers uit. Nou ek dink aan hom al vir ‘n rukkie, en herkou oor wat ek wil sê. Miskien is dit nie regtig die besig wees wat my hinder om te skryf nie, maar dalk eerder dit wat ek voel ek wil sê oor die skrifvers, wat die opondhoud is? Ek wil nie net skryf omdat skryf, skryf is nie jy weet?
Nou die maand se versie is weereens vir my interessant, veral hoe die Here besig is om dit vir my oop te breek en vanuit ‘n ander oogpunt dit te kan verstaan. Wanneer jy lief is vir iemand, dan sê jy dit tog, nie waar nie? Maar saam met dit kom ander goed ook. Jy hanteer die persoon mooi en doen goed vir die persoon, omdat jy lief is vir die persoon, wat jy nie noodwendig sou doen vir ‘n vreemdeling op straat, wat jy van geen kant af ken nie.
Die deel van die vers wat vir my die meeste uitstaan is in die laaste deel. Die woord – waarheid. Jy sien, wanneer jy werklik lief is vir iemand, sal jy ook vir hulle die waarheid vertel. Jy sal nie storietjies hê en dingetjies doen wat kontrasterend is van liefde nie. Nou hier kom die ander diep deel, as ek dit so kan stel van hierdie vers. Wie moet ons lief hê? ‘n Vraag wat Jesus die Skrifgeleerdes geantwoord het. Ons moet ons naaste liefhê soos onsself.
Wow! So met ander woorde, hierdie vers is van toepassing op alle mense, nie net op jou naaste mense met wie jy ‘n diepe verhouding het nie. Ek dink nou nie ons hoef ander mense wat jy van geen kant af ken, te vertel dat jy lief is vir hulle nie, want die woord lief is eintlik maar baie diep! Maar jy moet respek toon vir die mense, al ken jy hulle nie. Naaste liefde betoon op ‘n manier sodat hulle Jesus kan sien in jou. Dieselfde met ons dade – ons hoef nou nie iets te doen wat eintlik in iemand se persoonlike spasie in beweeg nie. Maar, as mens dalk in die verkeer staan, kan jy vir die ou langs jou plek gee om in te beweeg en op so ‘n manier ‘n daad doen wat liefde bewys, al ken jy nie die persoon nie. Maak dit sin?
Die woord waarheen ek heeltyd terug kom is, waarheid. Wat is jy besig om te doen? Verkondig jy die waarheid op alle vlakke vir almal? Vertel jy mense van Jesus? Hy is die waarheid, is Hy nie? Praat jy die waarheid wanneer jy met mense te doen kry en besigheidstransaksies doen? Hou jy by jou woord? Is jy werklik besig om liefde te betoon deur jou tong te dwing om die waarheid te praat, ongeag die omstandighede?
Ek dink ook nie mens hoef nou reguit vir iemand te sê jy hou nie van die hemp wat hulle aan het nie, want dit is mos maar elke ou se smaak is dit nie? En as jy nou goed op die manier vir mense sê, val jy eintlik maar hul karakter aan, doen jy nie? Maak dit sin wat ek probeer deurgee hier? Die vers laat my dink aan die Engelse gesegde Actions speak louder than words. Hoe waar is dit nie net nie? Jy het dalk hierdie mense, of dit nou vriende of familie is, in jou lewe, hulle vertel vir jou alles dat jy dink julle is regtig in ‘n goeie verhouding, maar hul dade bewys die teenoorgestelde. Daar is dalk ‘n gebrek aan waarheid in dit wat werklik besig is om te gebeur. Of wedersydse respek ontbreek – want alles gaan altyd oor hulle eerder as ander rondom hulle.
Mag ons konstant herinner word om nie net met die tong nie, maar in daad en waarheid liefde te bewys. Dit geld nie net vir mede-mense hier op aarde nie. Nee, ons verhouding met die Here moet ook so wees! Moet nie net sê jy is lief vir die Here as jou optrede en dade anders spreek nie. Waar staan jy vandag? Hoe is jou verhouding met God? Is jy werklik besig om vir Hom te wys jy is lief vir Hom? Of haak jy so bietjie vas by ‘n oppervlakkige Sondag verhouding met God? So bietjie iets om oor na te dink sou ek sê….
Now let me tell you. To say chow, cheers and goodbye to someone that you know for almost your whole life, sucks, if I can say it like it is, with no tact at all. This past week, I experienced one of those chow,cheers and goodbye days again. The first time that I realised how much it sucked to say chow, cheers and goodbye, was in 2017, when my mom completed her race on earth. Only then did I realise what death really means and entails.
The other time was in 2021. When I had to greet my sister Erika, her husband Jaco and their two children, 580 times (ok not really that much, but it was a lot of times) before they finally left Pretoria to immigrate to New Zealand. To me it felt like I would never, ever, see them in real life, ever again. Never ever. Because I know how expensive it is to travel back and forth. For them and for us.
Well, Tuesday 25 April 2023 marks another chow, cheers and goodbye day. When I had to greet the same brother-in-law (or heavy as we translated swaer directly from Afrikaans to English), after a short visit to South-Africa. On 6 April 2023, he slept over at our house for one night. My instructions to Dora was to get the house spick and span. Everything must be packed away. The floors washed. Everything that could be scrubbed clean, was scrubbed. The house dogs’ blankets were washed. Linnen spray was being sprayed, probably much too often, to ensure that the house smells fresh and nice.
I even purchased new bedside tables for our room, because that is where Jaco was going to sleep that night. I could not let him sleep in a room with lamps that had hanging heads. The lamps had fallen and broken over time, and I just never got round to replacing them. Purely because I could not find something that I liked and seemed to be more durable than the broken ones that were in our bedroom. None the less, that was a very good excuse to replace them even if it was for one night’s stay only.
The one night that he slept over, that feels like months ago, but in reality it was only 2 and half weeks ago on Tuesday, the last day that we got to see him, before he returned to New Zealand. When I read this previous sentence, it did not quite make sense. What I meant to say was, on Tuesday, the last day that we saw him, it was only two and a half weeks before, that he slept over for one evening. I did not want to let him go that first time, so that he can go to his sister in Brits. I did what I could to stretch the visit for as long as I could.Tuesday it was the same thing. The three of us (myself, Jaco and my husband Heinrich) had a lovely Impala coffee while we visited with him like old times. During the conversation, all three of us looked at our watches, hoping the others would not notice it. Knowing that the chow, cheers and goodbye time is slowly creeping closer and closer. We even walked through Impala, just to avoid that moment that we all knew was due to arrive. But then, the unavoidable happened. We all had to part our ways. Jaco had to go to Pretoria and we had to go back to our daily routine of work and collecting kids from school.
I decided to ask for a last in person photo with Jaco, even if it was in the parking area. Heinrich rolled his eyes at me and asked me how many photos I still want to take and have, and whether I want to take another picture, because I am dressed up a bit more than usual? He takes my phone to take the picture. After the photo, we greet for a last time. We cannot prevent the tears from welling up in our eyes. We give each other a hug more than once. Just to be sure that we remember what it feels like to give fleshy hugs to each other. A man passes us in the parking area, probably to do his shopping at Impala, looking at us strangely, especially when I turned away from Jaco after greeting him, with tears in my eyes. I knew if Jaco and I kept eye-contact, we would have cried even more.
I realise more and more how God had to split my sisters and I up, over continents and provinces, so that we can talk to each other more frequently. My other sister left Centurion for Riversdal, while the eldest and her husband Jaco, exchanged South Africa for New Zealand. How ironic is life? You only appreciate someone when they are no longer within your reach. Pretoria is not far from Skeerpoort, yet we did not visit each other that frequently when they were in Pretoria. Before kids, it was well the case, we visited more frequently, but, as time passed, adding little feet to each of our families, the visits started to become less and less….
I was grateful for each second I had with Jaco. Even if it was not as much as I had hoped for, it is still something I will treasure in my heart for ever. Erika and Jaco – I miss you guys more than you will ever know. Like everything in life that is hard for me to process, I try not to think about it the whole time. Because, if I do, then I will be this miserable heap of tears and crying the whole time! One cannot help but to be sad from longing for people that you have known your whole life!
Until we see each other again. Hopefully soon. I pray that our ship will come in and that we will not be waiting at the airport, missing it in the process! I know my brother-in-law for 28 years. Old people know each other for 28 years. Neither him nor I feel old, so I am scrapping that saying of old people who know each other that long. It was an honour to host you for one evening and to be able to see you for a quick cup of coffee, before you had to travel back over the waters to your new home. Travel safely, I am treasuring the conversations and fleshy hugs until we can do that again. By the time this entry is published, you will have arrived safely back in New Zealand….that is how quick time flies and how easy it actually is to travel that far! Love you to the moon and back. Miss you like crazy!
Laat ek nou vir jou vertel. Om vir iemand, wat jy al amper jou hele lewe lank ken, koebaai te sê suck as ek dit nou pleinweg kommen kan sê. Die afgelope week het ek weer een van daardie koebaai dae beleef. Die eerste keer dat ek besef het hoe baie dit suck om koebaai te sê was in 2017, toe my ma haar resies op aarde voltooi het. Toe eers het ek besef wat die dood regtig beteken, en is.
Die ander keer was in 2021. Toe ek my sussie Erika, haar man Jaco en twee kinders, 580 keer (nie regtig so baie nie, maar dit was meer as normaal), gaan groet het in Pretoria, voor hul immigrasie na Nieu-Seeland (is dit reg gespel?) toe. Na ek die Afrikaanse weergawe van Nieu-Seeland getik het, besluit ek om tog maar dit te google net om seker te maak dis reg gespel, wat dit toe was en ek weereens nie weet hoekom ek nou daaraan sou twyfel nie! Terug by die groetery en my eintlike storie – dit het gevoel of ek hulle nooit, ooit weer in my lewe, in lewende lywe sou sien nie. Want ek weet mos hoe duur dit is om heen en weer te vlieg. Vir hulle en vir ons.
Nou ja, Dinsdag 25 April 2023 merk weer so ‘n koebaaidag. Toe ek weer dieselfde einste swaer wat in 2021 gevlieg het,moes groet na ‘n kortstondige kuier in Suid-Afrika. Hy het 6 April 2023, vir een nag by ons oorgeslaap. My instruksie aan Dora was om die huis spick and span te kry. Als op hul plekke te bêre. Netjies te maak. Vloere gewas en alles wat geskrop kon word, was geskrop. Die huis honde se komberse moet gewas word. Linne spuitgoed oral en seker maar te gereeld gespuit sodat die huis vars en lekker ruik.
Ek het selfs nuwe bedlampies vir ons kamer gekoop, want dis waar Jaco geslaap het daardie aand. Ek kon nie dat hy met lampies wat se koppe geknak het daar slaap nie. Die goed het met tyd geval en gebreek. Ek het dit nooit vervang nie, want ek kon nog nooit iets kry wat mooi lyk nie. Ek was ook nie oortuig dat dit wat ek wel in die winkels gesien het, van beter gehalte was as die voriges wat stukkend was nie, en ook nie noodwendig langer sou hou nie. Nie te min, sy kuier was ‘n goeie verskoning om nuwes aan te skaf, en nuwe lampies en al het hy in ons kamer geslaap vir een aand.
Een aand, wat soos maande gelede voel maar wat in werklikheid net 2 en half weke vantevore was op daardie laaste keer dat ons hom gesien het, die Dinsdag. Toe ek die vorige sin weer lees, maak dit nie sin nie. Wat ek bedoel en probeer sê is – die Dinsdag wat ons hom laaste gesien het, was maar twee en half weke na hy die aand oorgeslaap het. Ek wou hom daardie eerste keer nie laat gaan na sy sussie in Brits toe nie. Ek het soveel en solank ek kon die kuier uitgerek. Dinsdag was dit weer dieselfde. Ons drie (ek, Jaco en my man Heinrich) het ‘n heerlike Impala koffie gedrink terwyl ons weer dik stukke gekuier het. So tussen deur het ons al drie om die beurt na ons horlosies geloer (en gehoop die ander kom nie agter nie). Geweet die koebaai tyd kruip nader. Ons het selfs deur Impala geloop net om nog nie koebaai te sê nie. Maar toe gebeur die onvermydelike. Ons almal moet in ons rigtings spat – Jaco terug na Pretoria en ons na ons daaglikse roetine van werk en kinders optel na skool.
Ek vra maar tog weer vir ‘n laaste lewende lywe foto saam met Jaco, sommer so in die parkeer area. Heinrich rol sy oë vir my en vra hoeveel fotos wil ek dan nou hê, en of ek die foto neem omdat ek so bietjie meer opgetof as normaal is? Hy neem toe tog maar my foon om die foto te neem. Na die foto moet ons vir ‘n laaste keer groet. Trane kan nie anders as om in ons oë op te dam nie. Ons druk mekaar meer as een keer, net om seker te maak ons onthou die fleshy hugs tot ons mekaar weer te siene kry. Daar stap ‘n man wat pas parkeer het verby, seker om sy inkopies by Impala te doen en hy kyk ons so bietjie vreemd aan, veral na ek vir Jaco gegroet het, met trane in my oë, gesig weg gedraai, want ek weet sommer as ek en Jaco vir mekaar kyk, gaan ons nog meer huil.
Ek besef net al hoe meer dat die Here my en my sussies provinsies en kontinente uit mekaar moes sit, sodat ons meer gereeld met mekaar kon kommunikeer. My ander sussie het Centurion vir Riversdal verruil terwyl die oudste sussie en haar man Jaco, Suid-Afrika vir Nieu-Seeland verruil het. Hoe ironies is die lewe nie? Mens waardeer eers iemand as hulle nie meer bereikbaar is nie. Pretoria is nie so ver van Skeerpoort af gewees nie, tog het ons nie so gereeld bymekaar gekuier toe hulle almal nog in Pretoria gebly het nie. Ons het wel voor ons kinders gehad het, gereeld gekuier, maar soos wat die tyd aangestap het, kindertjies bygekom het en die lewe gebeur het, het dit al hoe minder begin gebeur….
Nie te min, ek was dankbaar vir elke sekond wat ek saam met Jaco gehad het. Al was dit nie so baie soos wat ek gehoop het nie, was dit tog iets wat ek vir altyd sal koester in my binneste. Erika en Jaco – ek mis julle stukkend. Soos alles in my lewe wat nie lekker is nie, probeer ek nie om heeltyd aan die verlange te dink nie, want, ek sal dan net een misrabele hopie huil wees die heeltyd! Want hoe kan mens nie anders, as om hartseer te wees van verlange, vir mense wat jy al jou lewe lank ken nie?
Tot ons mekaar weer sien. Hopelik gou. Ek bid dat ons skip sal inkom en dat ons nie by die lughawe wag en hom mis nie! Ek ken my swaer al vir 28 jaar. Ou mense ken mekaar al vir 28 jaar en nie ek of hy voel oud nie, so ek skrap maar daardie gesegde van ou mense wat mekaar lank ken. Dit was ‘n eer en voorreg om jou vir ‘n aand te huisves en weer te kon sien voor jy terug zirts oor die water. Veilig reis, ek koester die in persoon gesprekke en fleshyhugs tot ons dit weer kan doen. Teen die tyd dat die inskrywing gepubliseer is, het jy alweer veilig geland in Nieu-Seeland….dis net hoe vinnig die tyd vlieg en hoe maklik dit eintlik is om so ver te reis! Love you to the moon and back. Mis julle stukkend!
Like every month before, since I started writing about the Bible scriptures on the Desk pads, I cannot help but smile and grin by myself. Because God KNOWS. He is outside of time, and He KNOWS that I will be able to relate in some way to the scripture every month.
This month the scripture is about righteousness and kindness or loyalty as some versions refer to it. The other word to be used instead of kindness or loyalty is benevolent. Not too long ago, I wrote something about this word (see entry – The Word published in November 2022). Benevolence means to have a quality to do good and be kind.
I am therefore interpreting this scripture that we have to chase after (or seek – although some versions speak about hunt – which implies it is an activity of finding something that is not always visible and easy to find) righteousness AND benevolence. My perspective and experience with people, is that everyone does not hunt or seek this. To me, this does not make sense as to why people don’t act in this way, because it is so obvious to me. Something that I have made a part of my life. Logic you know? It seems that people do not always live this way. Someone once told me Not everyone eats from the Logic tree. Something that is logic and obvious to me, is not so for the next person.
Everywhere I am confronted with righteousness and benevolence. Situations cross my path that I am confronted with and must deal with – it is not always necessarily work related, but rather when life happens, and other decisions need to be taken. Things happen that really go against my grain and what I stand for. Then I cannot help but think HOW such things can happen? What spirit is truly ruling in people’s lives? Righteousness or wickedness? Are they truly benevolent towards others or are there always motives behind their actions, living with a motto of each for his own?
Now I can spend hours talking about bad experiences that I have had in my life, from way back when up to this day. But this is not the purpose of this blog. The purpose is not to make everyone negative about life and how others seem to live their lives. The purpose is to be uplifting, inspiring, building up rather than breaking down. To seek the positive in all situations, even if the situations come across very negative. To be able to identify with Scripture, clinging onto God’s promises, rather than having pity parties AND opening up a can of worms with it. My goodness, WHO wants to eat worms AND moan at the same time?
This brings me back to the Scripture for this month. Do people not know the promises held for those who seek or hunt righteousness and benevolence? There it is, black on white in the Bible. If you seek or hunt righteousness, you will find life, righteousness AND honour. Wow. This is HUGE. I will rather not go into the opposite meanings – but maybe it is something to think about… My question is – what are you chasing? Do you know what the result will be of that which you are running after? What are you choosing today? From what tree are you eating today? Are you also at the Logic Tree? Is it obvious to you? To chase after righteousness and benevolence?
Soos elke maand vantevore, sedert ek begin skryf het oor die Bybelverse op die Desk pads, kan ek nie help om by myself te glimlag nie. Want God WEET. Hy is buite tyd, en Hy WEET dat ek elke maand sal kan identifiseer op een of ander manier met die skrifvers.
Hierdie maand se skrif gaan oor geregtigheid en weldadigheid. Nou ek het die betekenis van weldadigheid gaan opsoek, want dis nou nie ‘n woord wat ek eintlik gebruik nie. My resultaat van my soektog, was verwysings na Engelse woorde, waarvan een Benevolent is. Ek het nie te lank gelede nie, geskryf oor Benevolence (sien inskrywing – Die Woord gepubliseer in November 2022). Benevolence beteken om ‘n kwaliteit uit te oefen van goeie bedoelens, om gaaf te wees (ek het nou hier direk vertaal van die Engelse betekenis af so nie noodwendig taalkundig korrek nie).
Ek interpreteer dus hierdie vers dat mens geregtigheid EN goedgesindheid moet najaag en nastreef. My perspektief en ervaring is dat almal nie dit najaag nie. Dit maak nie vir my sin hoekom nie, want dis tog voor-die-hand-liggend vir my. Iets wat ek deel van my lewe maak. Logies jy weet? Dit kom nie altyd voor of mense so leef nie. Iemand het eenkeer vir my gesê Not everyone eats from the Logic tree. So iets wat vir my logies en voor-die-hand-liggend is, is glad nie so vir die volgende persoon nie.
Oral word ek gekonfronteer met geregtigheid en goedgesindheid. Situasies kom oor my pad wat ek moet hanteer en mee gekonfronteer word en dis nie altyd noodwendig iets werksgewys nie. Dis wanneer die lewe gebeur en besluite geneem moet word oor goed. Aksies van ander wat my dwars in die krop steek. Dan kan ek nie help om te dink HOE kan sulke goed gebeur nie? Watter gees heers daar regtig in mense se lewens? Geregtigheid of ongeregtigheid? Is hulle jou werklik goedgesind of is daar eintlik maar net by-motiewe en amper ‘n leuse van elke ou vir homself?
Nou ek kan vir ure uitbrei oor slegte ervarings wat ek gehad het in my lewe al, van toentertyd tot nou, maar ek sal nie. Want dis nie die doel van die blog nie. Die doel is nie om almal negatief op te sweep nie. Die doel is om tot stigting te lei, mense op te bou. Die positiewe te soek in situasies, al kom dit hoe negatief oor. Te kan identifiseer met Bybelverse, vas te klou aan God se beloftes, eerder as om ‘n pity party te hê EN ‘n blikkie wurms oop te maak saam met dit. Want liewe genade tog, WIE wil nou wurms eet EN kla op dieselfde tyd?
Dit bring my terug na die Bybelvers vir die maand toe. Weet mense nie wat is die belofte vir díe wat geregtigheid en weldadigheid najaag nie? Dit staan swart op wit in die Bybel. As jy geregtigheid najaag, sal jy die lewe, geregtigheid EN eer vind. Wow. Dis groot. Ek sal maar liewers nie ingaan op die teenoorgestelde betekenis nie…..maar los die leser om te gaan dink daaroor… My vraag is, wat jaag jy na? Weet jy wat die resultaat is van wat jy najaag? Wat kies jy vandag? Van watter boom eet jy vandag? Is jy saam by die Logic tree? Is dit voor-die-hand-liggend vir jou? Om geregtigheid en weldadigheid na te jaag?
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