Friday, January 25, 2013

A Friday morning in my house...




Lyk soos enige ander oggend in my huis...
haal asem,
en hou aan tel...

# 219 speelgoed op my kombuisvloer
# 220 muesli en yogurt
# 221 gaan wegkruip om wiskunde gedoen te kry
# 222 klein uitdaginkies
# 223 NOG 'n koppie koffie
# 224 om 'n sussie te hê as beste vriendin
# 225 om 'n dogter te hê as beste vriendin

Mignon
Ons bid ook ernstig vir 'n familielid se gesondheid vandag ... bid saam met my.

Monday, January 21, 2013

Bible translations - Our God's character is at stake.

Oh dear Mignon what are you getting yourself into here. But here, I have to share this. It is important.

Firstly I want to say that there are a lot of doctrine out there. If you come to me with doctrine and theology, come to me with your own words with applicable and relevant Bible references. Then I will listen. But if you come to me with someone else's words and documents and books and acronyms, I'm going to let it slide. If what you believe you can not say to me in your own words, with your own Bible in hand, I'm not listening. Easy as that. So to me, out with all your -isms. (Due to my no offence policy I will not name any -isms)

No Pastor or Minister I've met wants to give it to me straight when I ask: What about Bible translations? They will always say that I must go, compare and do my own homework. I did. And here's what I've found:




Jesus is talking about a little sparrow falling to the ground, and He is telling us about our Heavenly Father's reaction/action when that happens. He is using this comparison to teach us something about our Father's love for us (verse 31)

KJV - 29 Are not two sparrows sold for a farthing? and one of them shall not fall on the ground without your Father.
*OAV 1933/55 - 29 Word twee mossies nie vir 'n stuiwer verkoop nie? En nie een van hulle sal op die aarde val sonder julle Vader nie.

We fall, sometimes, but not without our Father. He is there with us, all the way. We fall, He is there. With us. With me. I'm not alone. He will not forsake me.

I can hold on to this. This is the God that I have come to know over the last eight or so years. He doesn't just leave us to fall on our own.

Now, lets look at some newer translations:

NKJV - 29 Are not two sparrows sold for a copper coin? And not one of them falls to the ground apart from your Father’s will.
NIV 1984 - 29 Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? Yet not one of them will fall to the ground apart from the will of your Father.
*NV 1983 - 29 Is twee mossies nie vir 'n sent te koop nie? En tog sal nie een van hulle op die grond val sonder die wil van julle Vader nie.

What just happened here? Now, my falling depends on the will of my Father? How can this be? Will my God will me to fall? Is it suddenly His will for me to get cancer? to get run over? to get cheated on? to have a miscarriage? to loose a child? to stumble and fall?

Not my God no!

Then, this...

NLT - 29 What is the price of two sparrows—one copper coin? But not a single sparrow can fall to the ground without your Father knowing it.
*NLV - 29 Julle weet dat twee mossies vir 'n skamele sent verkoop word. Tog beland nie een van hulle hulpeloos op die grond sonder dat julle Vader daarvan weet nie.

God knows I'm falling. Is that it?
He knows...?

Of cause He knows, but that's not all! Not my God.

In the Good News Translation He even gives His consent for me to fall... In The Message He at least still cares when I fall... He cares, like I care about it when you fall. I honestly don't understand how I can fall apart from my Father as the NASB puts it...

Oh people wake up!
God's character is at stake here!

So what is it? God cares when I fall, He knows about it, and He even wills it? What kind of God is that?

I'd rather fall, with my God right beside me.
At least then I'm not alone.
God is here, right beside me.
I wouldn't want (Him) to be any other place (when I fall...)
Mignon

* - Afrikaans Translations.

Saturday, January 19, 2013

A thought on happiness and hurting...

“Mama,' I said as I set the tray on the bed and sat down beside it, 'can't we do something for Tante Bep? I mean, isn't it sad that she has to spend her last days here where she hates it, instead of where she was happy? The Wallers' or someplace?'

'Corrie, Bep has been just as happy here with us--no more and no less--than she was anywhere else. Do you know when she started praising the Wallers so highly? The day she left them. As long as she was there, she had nothing but complaints. The Wallers couldn't compare with the van Hooks where she'd been before. But at the van Hooks, she'd actually been miserable. Happiness isn't something that depends on our surroundings, Corrie. It's something we make inside ourselves.” 

― Corrie ten BoomThe Hiding Place

That's just it.

If happiness is something we make inside ourselves, then sadness and hurting might just also be something we make inside ourselves?

Mignon

Friday, January 18, 2013

Spilling my heart...

May I, share what's in my heart?

Here it is:

The most difficult thing about being a home educating mother of more than the average 2 or 3 children, is that myself and my family don't blend well at church.

Or anywhere for that matter!

We stand out like sore thumbs.

It hurts.

Any one else feeling like that?

Mignon
PS. Gelukkig is hierdie nie meer my ervaring vandag (2014/2015) nie! Intussen het meer en meer gesinne begin met tuisonderwys en ek het van my eie ISSUES, ja ek het issues gehad!, laat vaar. Dankie tog vir groei en grootword en leer!

Thursday, January 17, 2013

Little people in big schools...


As some of my friend's children are embarking on their first year at formal school, I can't help but think of this poem by Helen E. Buckley...

"Once a little boy went to school.
He was quite a little boy
And it was quite a big school.
But when the little boy
Found that he could go to his room
By walking right in from the door outside
He was happy;
And the school did not seem
Quite so big anymore.

One morning
When the little boy had been in school awhile,
The teacher said:
"Today we are going to make a picture."
"Good!" thought the little boy.
He liked to make all kinds;
Lions and tigers,
Chickens and cows,
Trains and boats;
And he took out his box of crayons
And began to draw.

Wednesday, January 16, 2013

For my husband






My Fisherman,
how God blessed me the day we met
and I didn't even know Him then
but He knew us
and He called us
and forever I'll thank Him
for you.
I love you.
I'll go where(ever) you go, even to the moon
and back.

Mignon

Sunday, January 13, 2013

Our holiday...

We went camping with friends at Agulhas, situated almost at the southernmost tip of Africa. It has been the first time we went camping without the luxury of having electricity at our camp site.


But the beautiful view made up for all the discomforts of being without a fridge and kettle!


After a couple of days, we had to make a decision to move or stay: There was an open stand in Struisbaai with electricity. Joe and I went for a quick spy and without much ado decided to pack everything up and make the move to the best camping spot ever!


Our stand was right on the beach!




We went to the tip of Africa... 

Ilze, Anika, Micah, Emma, Liza and me...


Visited the old lighthouse.


And this gate, you'll be seeing again... I took pictures of it, almost every day...


We also experienced how the wind can blow a wave backwards!


But most of our days where absolutely beautiful!



Isn't this just the best camp site ever!?

I think I fell in love with this place - Struisbaai
Mignon
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