Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Thursday, October 22, 2009
What a small world this is, gone are the days where you can do things and not be seen by someone who knows you. You can be anywhere in the country, anywhere in the world and you could and probably will run into someone that you know……………
When you talk to someone, you always find out that they know someone who knows someone who knows your great Aunt Martha or your Great Uncle Burt.
You have to be careful to what you say and what you do ………. because someone is watching.
A couple of weeks ago my daughter did not get a lift with me to work, I used to drive alone everyday and sometimes really miss the time alone, where I could play my music and sing along to my hearts content ………….. anyway last Tuesday I had such a day, I had the music on full blast, and was singing along, probably doing a bit of hand clapping and some “car “ dancing ……………….. the next day I ran into a friend who asked me if I had seen him waving at me on the highway the previous day, when I explained probably not told him the whole story no time alone in the car ……… he told me he knows he saw me ………………….. and it was not a pretty sight ………………..
A few weeks ago we went to a shopping centre 1 ½ hours away from home, and we came out of a shop and ran into someone we knew from Heidelberg ……….. in fact someone who is from the cell I go to and we are like family, I mean what are the chances.
A few years ago we were in a place called Pilgrims rest and we ran into the people who owned the land next to us in Koster about 750 km away ………….
Even further back is when my husband worked at a company who had hired a temp lady, for a few days, they were chatting and she was telling how her aunt had lived in a house in Heidelberg and she had visited there for years, when they got talking turned out we lived in the house that used to belong to her Aunt, she gave us some old photos of the house when her aunt lived there, with horse drawn carts outside the front veranda and the garden as it used to be.
Then a few months after this I was at my sisters house and I met a lady who was the aunt of a friend of my sister……… turns out her sister lived in Heidelberg and yes you have got it …………. her sister was the aunt of the lady my husband had met at work all those months before ………… what a small world.
Facebook is making the world even smaller I was on facebook the other night when I realized that a friend of mine, was friends with the woman who had, had an affair with my husband for three years ………. I was taken back by seeing the name again after all this time, so inquired how they knew each other, turns out he did not know her , she had invited him…….. what kind of person invites people they don’t know ………. Oh wait a minute I do know ………. Doesn’t that just say it all. Well that is one friendship that was deleted before it even began ………. Your past always catches up with you Some where ……………. Some time ……………. Some place …………… Some how ………. Best thing is you just have to wait and watch for the “show’ to begin …………..
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
She was always someone who stayed in the back ground, who never voiced her opinion, who never asked to go anywhere, who never shared her dreams and her desires, who I think had a very hard life, as the “sailor’ she married was the boss, what he said, when he said it and how he said it, was just accepted…………….
But thinking back there were happy times, there were times when we were able to bring her out of herself and have a good laugh with her, normally about something she had done.
Like the time we used to stable our horse on the farm where they stayed, and one day my daughter was standing there, holding her horse and “Granny” came out and asked
Where is the horse, i can remember the disbelief on my daughters face, i mean how much bigger did the horse have to be for her to see it??
Like the time when we went to visit, and no one was supposed to have had lunch, all the ladies had tea and cake , and all the men had liver and onions, but everyone was
Trying to pretend they had not, and she said to “Grandpa” have you Eeeten, and he could not admit it, and again she said have you Eeeten……….. and when he came clean and admitted it, is was a case of have you Eeeten, have you Eeeten and it turned out everyone except her had Eeeten.
Like the time, when my daughter laughed at everything she said, and then “Granny’
Laughed, and then my daughter laughed and they ended up rolling on the carpet, no one actually knowing what they were laughing at or why the were in fact laughing….
Like the time my eldest daughter stayed there in the school holidays and they had what she called “button soup” as there was nothing in it, and it was the best nothing soup she had ever tasted.
Like the family lunches we had when the kids were growing up, the food was alway great, she was a great chef, we all just stayed away from the soup, because we had seen what "Grandpa" put into it......... i remember the tomato with the worm in................... not joking............ talk about extra protein ................
I think her daughter summed her up well in the farewell letter she wrote for the funeral, she was the gentlest, kindest person, she had ever know, she would miss those days where they laughed about absolutely nothing, she had never spoken ill of, or hurt anyone how many of us can say that is true of us ...........................
Monday, October 19, 2009
My husband did not want to fly down for the funeral, because that would have taken 4 hours and he hates airports so instead he wanted to drive which entailed about 9 hours of driving, because "apparently" that is how long it took him to do the trip in December . So Wednesday afternoon we began the trip to our over night stop. We should have been there by 7 pm but with all the road works there was 5 one way stages where we had waits from 20 to 10 minutes, and then you had to drive slowly because you were either on dirt, on half tar, half dirt or were balancing on the edge of what appeared to be the new road, we eventually arrived at our destination at 9.30 starving because we had not had lunch or supper, we stopped at a restaurant and then arrived at where we were going to spend the night at about 11.30 absolutely exhausted. When we woke up the next morning the view was worth it all, absolutely spectacular but even more so was our own private sulpher pool. The smell left a lot to be disired like someone who had been eating eggs and it had been " fermenting' in their bowels for weeks, you had to almost not breath to get past the smell, but the experience was well worth it. Tiny bubbles, come out of the ground and as they come up they stick to your skin, so you are almost completely covered in little bubbles you felt like
a big bubble in your bubble bath, as you touched your skin they would all release and float to the surface of the pool. After an hour or so, our stomachs and the road were calling us to go on, i can tell you my skin has never felt so soft.
We arrived at our destination 24 hours after we had left home, actual driving time 12 hours............. someone lied.............
We then had to go to the hall to set up the tables for the next day, i am afraid i gave the old goats a heart attack, the layout of the tables was awful and so i "rearraged" the furniture much to their horror as it had never been done like that before, but the next day they had to give in and agreed it not only looked better but was also had much more functunaltiy.......... one for the younger generation...................................
My youngest daughter loves going to EL she loves her cousin, whenever she sees him, she runs takes one leap and ends up hanging form his neck, she couldn't see him on Thursday when we arrived as he was working so the first time she saw him was at the funeral, i saw her expression when she saw him and it was almost in slow motion she started running towards him and all i could think of was please don't jump ........................ please don't jump not exactly apppropriate behavior for a funeral....................
The funeral was much bigger than i expected with approx 60 people there, it is sad when families drift so far apart that they
only get to see one another at weddings and funerals, the minister was very good, talking about the fact that death was one appointment that you could not delay, cancel or postpone, so you had better be prepared..........................
I did not cry at all, until i had to read my sister in laws letter to her mom, and that was probably the hardest thing i have ever had to do................ the tears just flowed as memories of my own mom came flooding back.............................
My father in law took it badly when he realised that the coffin had gone and for the first time ever i really felt sorry for him, because i really don't know how he will cope without my mother in law ...........................
The wake was like a family reunion full of promises to keep in touch to visit one another promises that seem to fade faster than falling snow flakes as people get back to their own lives.................
retreat last weekend.
Unless you were there you really cannot understand the type of weekend we had, it was absolutely filled with the Holy Spirit from the time we arrived until the time we left, we had confirmation after confirmation that the Lord was present.
We started the weekend with supper, taking everyone out of their comfort zones by making them choose a colour and then they had to sit at the table matching that colour, forcing people to mix with and get to know one another and we did this for every meal.
We then started with the mask………. A poem about how we hid ourselves behind masks, I wore a mask which I think had a big impact. And then the
Message about the mask, about privacy and keeping things to ourselves.
The friend who had helped organized the retreat and I then gave our testimonies. I had written mine out, but the Lord was having none of that, and I spoke from the heart, there was hardly a dry eye , including mine when we had finished.
Up at 6 am on Saturday for pyjama prayers, what an awesome time, spending time with God in the early morning, at the end of prayers I was led to say Be still and know that I am God, which was the confirmation for one of the ladies present that the Lord was there because that was exactly what she had been thinking.
The it was Wanda Bam, who came to share her message, and lead us in praise and worship, all I can say is WOW we started at 8.30 and finished the first section at 11.00 and it was like a few minutes had passed , we finished off the day at about 12.30 and everyone was emotionally drained and spiritually full, so we broke until after lunch.
We started the lessons after lunch and it really was just amazing how the ladies took to the answering of question, of praying into the prayers.
We continued in this mode until after supper, we then had a movie, which was again WOW although bought before the final programme was decided it fitted completely in with the whole day, very funny but also very thought provoking.
We were all given a rock, and after the movie, everyone was given time to off load all their problems into the rock and lay it at the foot of the cross.
With the lights still off from the movies, it was a very emotional time.
Then we had the praise and worship, had technical trouble so we could not play the last song, but decided to go ahead with communion so that the mood was not spoiled. Again this was a WOW moment, the table setting almost shimmered in the candle light, it was one of the most spiritual moments I have had, we served everyone communion and then there was to be silence until PJ prayers the next morning.
Up at 6 am no urn, for coffee not a good way to start the day. Prayers at
7 am what an experience. During prayers I had an ‘urge” to start singing, I could not believe it, I just don’t sing….. anyway I was obedient and began singing, afterwards the other leader asked why I chose that song, it was the last song of the night before that we had been unable to play……… talk about the presence of the Holy Spirit. i am really thankful that the ladies could not talk, imagine 26 people complaining they could not have tea or coffee.
Managed to get tea from the main canteen after getting access codes. Had such fun with the awards, like best idea, turning the stone into a friend with ears and eyes, most game, for taking part in everything, three musketeers, no matter how hard I tried, had every lunch together ,etc then church, where very few people remembered to bring money for the collection. Then we had a quick quiz, which I went on to a quiz site on the internet, and all those I got wrong I used for the quiz. I was glad to see that no one got all the answers right, even though they used their bibles to look up the answers.
Then I was time for last praise and worship and time to go home…….
That is when my moment came, a few years ago I watch a DVD by Joyce Meyer, and in the DVD she tells of how she had asked for a sign that she was on the right track, that she was not doing her own thing, she shares , of how a woman came up to her after one of her presentation and said, she was not quite sure why but she wanted to give her a bracelet, it was a bracelet that had the colours on that represent Faith, love, joy , peace and happiness, and I clearly remember thinking at the time. “ Ja, right God who actually does that”, a mean come on who gives away their jewelry..........................................
As we closed at the end of the retreat a lady came up to me, who I had only know for 3 days, and said to me…..
“She is not sure why but something is telling her that she needs to give me her bracelet, she took the bracelet off her arm, a bracelet which has the colours in of faith, love, joy, peace and happiness” And I knew that this was a message from the Lord, that he was telling me I had “done good”.