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Make Your Bucket List and Make it a Good One

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// I’ve just dropped my kids off at school. The School year in South Africa goes from January to the end of November, so “Tis the season for final exams” around here.

Even more so because our second oldest, Joshua, is graduating from Grade 12 and is having to make some BIG decisions about what he wants to do next year.

Remember having discussions with your kids when they were little about what they wanted to do when they grow up?         Read more

Day 11: Going Without Knowing

This largely unedited free-write is linking up with the annual Write 31 Days Challenge. // indicates the start and stop of five minutes. The prompt word for today is UNKNOWN. Go!

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//  I remember it like it was yesterday. Honey, I was fru-strat-ed! Grumpy is an understatement.

It was at the end of a series of mid-winter meetings at church, and everyone had gone home―that is, except for the last of the worship team. Us. We were tired, we were empty, and we needed help. So, we asked the guest preacher to pray for us. He’s such a wonderful man so, of course, he agreed.

He started by asking me what I needed from God, so I began to tell him about my frustrations… stressful job, stressful finances, Erwin working part-time at two different places, grumpy, angry, hopeless, irritated. You get the picture.

Then, he surprised us by asking how long we’d been married. Huh? Two and a half years.

Silence. Listening. Then he said something that made me want to freak out. He said, “Oh, Jesus, no!”

What? Are you kidding me? That’s the last thing I wanna hear when someone is listening to God on my behalf… more bad news? What does that mean? Is he gonna start pointing out my sin now? Oh my gosh, I can’t take any more stress… I need to get outta here. NOW!   Read more

My Ode to Adeline

Have you ever considered…

  • Why is it that we procrastinate in telling people how much they mean to us?
  • Why do we wait until someone precious to us is dying, or about to die, before we honour them for the role they’ve played in our lives?
  • Why not tell them in the moment, or when we think about them?
  • What is it that makes us wait and wait and wait?

I recently had the sobering realization that I’d waited too long to tell a dear ‘mother’ in my life how much she really meant to me. Adeline Blumer was an amazing woman who impacted the lives of so MANY people around her, and my life immensely. She fought a long battle with cancer, and she was courageous, brave, and beautiful to the very end.

In 1988, I had the privilege of becoming the piano teacher for their four energetic and talented children, a privilege that lasted for over a decade. I was in their home on a weekly basis, and I journeyed with them through many of life’s landmarks, both theirs and mine.

Here are some excerpts of a conversation that I recently had with Angi Greene, Adeline’s eldest daughter. Everyone knew that the cancer had taken its toll on Adeline’s body, and her days on earth were numbered.  The photos on Facebook were heartbreaking, and I just couldn’t shake the urgency to tell Adeline how much I valued her role in my life. Read more