During a women Bible study session in May this year, we were studying Proverbs 31. I sighed very heavily, because most women do envy the woman spoken of in this scripture. I actually told God directly that I had no idea what He was going to try and show me through this scripture. There is just no way that any person can be that virtuous!
I am one of those grumpy people when I'm sick. Seriously! I am not a nice person to be around with when my body is running rampant with little unseen germs. I find that these are the times when my patience gets tested the most and "self-control" just feels like another tablet to dampen the symptoms. Hands up please for all of you who are perisnickles when sick!
A month ago I was privileged to form part of a group of missionaries who went to visit the rural areas of Malawi. More of my story later. But first JC Hoffmann’s newsletter – the man behind Mission Kairos!
I’d rather regret the things that I have done, than the things that I have not done. ~ Lucille Ball
Unlike my impulsive nature, it took me a week to reflect and think about going on a mission to Malawi! I usually make my mind up as I go, but this time I stopped to meditate on my thoughts. Well, to be honest, maybe rather to debate with God about why I am NOT the right person for the job. Why I should NOT go to Malawi. And why I should NOT be part of the missionary team.
That was six weeks ago!
Our Holy Land Experience
Nothing in life can prepare you for a tour to the original land where your Lord and Saviour walked, preached, died, rose, and left us with God’s Holy Spirit, absolutely nothing!
Saturday morning. Everyone arrived with their own expectation of what the day will bring. Little did I expect to fall ill shortly after arriving in Bloemfontein. But being a spectator has its advantages! I experienced almost everything from a different angle (there is blessing in having a different position in life!). I had a humbling awareness of people standing up, taking a stranger’s hand, weeping in front of God. People kneeling on the ground, holding hands, expressing regret, confessing sin. People praying out loud, stumbling over words, battling to speak, but God meeting them right where they are.
God showed up! His Holy Spirit had a tangible presence with a light breeze blowing over the crowd.
You know the innocent kids cartoons where there is a villain and a superhero? The ones where only the people on the other side of the screen (meaning you and me!) know who the hero is? The cartoons where you can’t believe how brave these men and women are, and how they so easily accept their duty and then work enthusiastically through the night to save their town (or the earth). And how they jump out of bed the next morning ready to face another ‘normal’ day? And how they then act just as surprised as the rest of their village when the people finally realise that someone saved the day somewhere during the wee hours of the night? And they never let it slip that they are the heroes? Well, I adore them (or at least most of them).
So this blog is to all the brave cartoon superheroes!
Loneliness is a companion who finds you during some stage of your live. It gently takes your hand and guides you on a downward, spiralling path of a dark abbys lined with glittering gems of "I can do this on my own" and "I will be ok". We pack these gems in the chambers of our heart unknowingly blocking the entrance and taking away the welcome mat.
I never thought that I would be saddened by being the only person on the road, driving alone in the
street. Yet it happened! The day after I personally experienced a riot for the first time, on our doorstep.