forgiveness

But God’s forgiveness is unconditional; it comes from a heart that does not demand anything for itself, a heart that is completely empty of self-seeking. It is this divine forgiveness that I have to practise in my daily life. It calls me to keep stepping over all my arguments that say forgiveness is unwise, unhealthy and impractical. It challenges me to step over all my needs for gratitude and compliments. Finally, it demands of me that I step over that wounded part of my heart that feels hurt and wronged and that wants to stay in control and put a few conditions between me and the one whom I am asked to forgive. (Henri Nouwen) Continue reading forgiveness

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seisoene

5 augustus 2015 vandag is weer een van daái dae gedagtes draai wyd rafel om die rante en wikkel hulle self leeg als terwyl ek wonder of ek die skottelgoed wil was, of nié dis hoe dit is met seisoene as jy weer kyk is jy binne-in ‘n droogte en net voordat jy jouself toegrawe … Continue reading seisoene

stuck

I was stuck for two years.  I was carefully wedged in-between a series of unfortunate events. It is no man’s land, a scary place.  I did not know what God wanted to change in my life…how many parts He wanted to remove…what He wanted to renew… I did what I had to do to keep … Continue reading stuck

secrets

We don’t spend our time thinking about garbage, or waste containers for that matter, yet many women stay stuck in life, in limbo, because they are filled with emotional garbage –   containers filled with self-criticism, self-beating, regrets and guilt. Garbage: things that are no longer useful or wanted and that have been thrown out : … Continue reading secrets

inspraak

Daar is insidente in mens se lewe wat jou onherroeplik verander. Ek het hardop met die Here begin praat iewers in 1999, Sy stem het my deur die donkerste van donker tye getrek. Here, Dankie dat u my ten spyte van alles nie vergeet het nie. As ek dan alles moet verloor om weer (of … Continue reading inspraak

weerskante

‘n joernaal inskrywing 18 April 2000 Sy stop terwyl ek wag om te betaal. Haar kar is effens verweerd, hy spring uit en hardloop na die agterkant van die kar. Sy sesjarige vingertjies begin die tou loswoel, sy ma klim uit…kaalvoet… Sy help hom om sy fiets uit die kattebak te haal en kyk hom … Continue reading weerskante