I didn’t die…

the first step to getting anywhere

If anyone was worried, I didn’t die. I haven’t been blogging since January, as I am re-evaluating the value of blogging. I love writing, but I have been feeling that I am only writing about myself and my activities. I love myself but I’m definitely not narcissistic to the extent that I believe people would find my everyday activities remotely interesting. So I am re-thinking what I want to achieve with my blog. So if you are following me, I will be doing some cosmetic surgery on the site soon, as well as writing about more than just my little corner of life.

Hope to start soon. Have a great day! Here by us it is wintery cold and a bleary sun is stroking the yellowed and reddened leaves on the trees…

I would really appreciate some input: Do you like my blogs? Why or why not? Do you have any suggestions for changes?

Lots of love


Are you ready?


With keen interest I watched comet ISON’s coming and going. It was called by many ‘The comet of the century’. Last night when it made perihelion and fizzled out, I saw on Twitter how many people were very disgusted, because they wanted a brilliant display during December.

But do they know that ISON is one of six (yes 6!) comets on course past Earth? One comet is commonplace, two rare, three spectacular, but six! Biblical for sure!

The Word says that there will be signs in the heavens before the coming of our Saviour, Jesus. We would be fools to disregard them.

The last couple of weeks we have had severe thunderstorms here in Johannesburg. Hail the size of tennis balls hurtle down, destroying roofs, windows, cars and scaring the living daylights out of everyone.

I was reminded of a passage in Romans 1:18 ‘¬†For the wrath of God is revealed from heaven against all ungodliness and unrighteousness of men, who by their unrighteousness suppress the truth.’ I might be wrong but it sure feels like the wrath of God raining down on us.

So are you ready? If Jesus appears on the clouds and calls us home, will you be leaving with me? What glorious thought that all our suffering might be coming to an end soon!

I’m becoming a cloudgazer. I really feel it can’t be long anymore. The best is yet to come!

Are you coming along? If not, where do you think you’ll be going? God is merciful and just and He said He forgives our sins if we repent and ask Him to be our Saviour.

There is no time friends.

Are you coming? Are you ready?

Greater things are yet to come...

Greater things are yet to come…

The most delicious corn bread loaf ever!


I have gotten this recipe from a friend and adapted it a little. There is absolutely no skill needed except for measuring a few ingredients.

I made this devine loaf to have with a braai (in non-South-African speak, a barbecue). My guests LOVE it and always ask for the recipe.

Heat the oven to 200 degrees Celsius.

You need:
2 cups (250ml size) self raising flour
2 eggs
1 tin of condensed milk
1 tin of sweet corn
2 teaspoons baking powder

Just mix everything in a bowl.
Spray non-stick spray in a bread pan.
Pour mixture into pan.
Put in oven for 45 min. or until golden brown on top. You can test if insides are cooked with a thin kebab stick.
Take out of oven when done and carefully turn bread out onto cooling rack.

It is DELICIOUS piping hot or cold. Serve with salad and barbecued meat. And it goes extra delicious with real butter, but for health conscious people, low-fat margarine will do.

Try it and let me know what you think! You WILL LOVE it. It’s easy, fast and practically foolproof.


Yummy sweet corn loaf.

Yummy sweet corn loaf.

Are you good at gardening?


I am not good at gardening. In actual fact, I didn’t like gardening very much. I couldn’t stand the bending and getting up, the weeds that conspired to stay stuck in the ground, the sun that beat down on you and in my case, turned me into a light shade of tomato.

So I surprised myself two weekends ago when the gardening bug bit me. Maybe it was a long ago friend whose voice I heard in my head (which happened far too much lately) that told me that gardening is great therapy for stressed out, over worked moms and teachers like me.

I put on my brand new (nearly two years old but never used) gardening gloves because I don’t like dirt under my nails. I got out the tools (nearly rusty from no use) and started cleaning and weeding.

My garden is tiny. Probably a whole 12 by 6 metres! But it still took me three (yes 3!) Saturdays to weed the garden and plant a vegetable patch and put in some water wise flowers.

I really surprised myself because I thought I would quit half way through as usual. But as I put faces in front the shovel and rake of everyone who irritated me lately, I felt much better after a gardening session. And I’m sure it cost me less than a therapist or anger management class!

Now I’m like a mom who has to go and check on her babies every afternoon after work. I am so chuffed when I see little green shoots coming up in my vegetable patch. I see myself as one of those super efficient farmer’s wives on “Little house on the Prairie”! (Yeah right ;-))

As I add to my garden and decorate it for the coming festive season, I will keep you updated.

Take up gardening. I can’t tell you how good it feels to see something that you have planted, grow. Or how much stress relief there actually is in getting your hands (in my case gloves) dirty.

Happy gardening friends!

My tiny garden.

My tiny garden.

Missing you…


I woke up this morning with the stark realisation that today it’s 10 years that my father, my confidant and best friend has gone to heaven.

Wow. Ten years? I really can’t believe it’s been so long. But then that also means that my mother has been gone for 14 years!

And that makes my brother and I orphans. It would surely make my parents’ hearts warm to know we 2 knitted together closer, our families looking forward to seeing each other. Yet, sometimes I look at mother’s and father’s days, see how other children disregard their parents and wish with an ache just to have one more conversation with them.

But before the gloom set in today, I will remember the following:
1. God works out everything to the good of those who love Him.
2. Both of them are healthy and painfree for that long time and are probably having long visits with my other family in heaven and hopefully bragging a bit about how we are doing down here.
3. Family doesn’t have to be blood relatives. So many moms and dads of friends have stepped up to the plate to be there in some way.
4. There is the glorious hope that I will be reunited with them one day. Together we will glorify our Saviour.

So, mom, dad, I miss you like crazy. My boys would have loved to know you and learn from your wisdom. And yes, you were right most of the time ;-))

Dear God, give them both a big hug from me today and everyday until we see each other again.

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Class of 2012

And so the last school day has arrived for the Class of 2012!

Some arrived with trepidation, worrying if they made it to the next grade. Others came with wild abandon, hugging life and laughing and running down the corridor.

Each of the 66 children I had the pleasure to get to know taught me something. Things like:
1. patience is for sure a virtue
2. even if you work at a snail’s pace you will eventually pass go
3. laughter and smiling can be a defense against attacks
4. Being helpful gives more pleasure than being spiteful
5. You can walk around with hurt and some people will never notice
6. You can have sweets for breakfast
The list is probably endless…

One is never too old to learn, especially from children!

I love each child that cross my path even if I don’t like them very much sometimes.

To my Class of 2012: I love you guys! You give me grey hairs and keep my spirit young!

And next year I’ll do it all over again!

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I have told you these things, so that in Me you may have [perfect] peace and confidence. In the world you have tribulation and trials and distress and frustration; but be of good cheer [take courage; be confident, certain, undaunted]! For I have overcome the world. [I have deprived it of power to harm you and have conquered it for you.] (John 16:33)

This morning at church we completed our annual thanksgiving series of three services. We look back at the year past and write what we are thankful for on notes that we stick to helium-filled balloons and release them. What a sight to see nearly 2000 balloons float up! I know that by just writing down what I am thankful for makes me realize how extremely blessed I am. I sometime feel that I am God’s favorite! But then again the Word says that we who seek Him with all our heart, are His beloved, His ‘favorite’.

We look at where we are in life, the now. Is it in line with God’s plan for our lives? Where do I need to change? What do I need to lie down at the cross? We plant candles in a sand cross in remembrance of where we are, that we are the light of this world. Are people seeing Jesus in my life?

We look to the future, realizing that faith is not being in control, nor is it a formula or tactic to get out of life’s difficulties. There is a huge difference between believing in something and to trust in Someone.

Martha believed that if Jesus only arrived in time, He would have been able to save Lazarus. She believed in something – Jesus’ healing power but she didn’t trust Him! Jesus told her:” I AM the Resurrection and the Life…” We are like that too! We believe in our doctrine, our rituals, our manmade rules instead of trusting in Him. We many times even think if we follow this or that formula, we will get out of a difficult situation just because it worked once before! But we are limiting God! Jesus didn’t just heal by laying hands on people. He sometimes only spoke to the illness. Other times He did weird things like spitting in the ground and making mud to put on a man’s eyes!

So, I stand today with the promise that in my difficult situations I can have peace IN HIM who is the Resurrection and Life, the Lamb and the Brother and Friend. I am so thankful to have Jesus as my Saviour. That He holds my hand and not me His. Because when life gets hard and I slip, I can not let go of His Hand because He is holding mine!
What are you thankful for?

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