Om te week in die lafenis van aanvaarding


In die wêreld is aanvaarding en toegeneentheid skaars. Ons almal soek dit, maar is versigtig om dit te gee. Ons is bang om dit te gee. Hoekom? Miskien omdat ons nie eers weet hoe om dit eerstens vir onsself te gee nie. Of dalk omdat ons nie weet hoe dit lyk nie, want dit is te min vir ons gegee. Vrees vir misbruik kan ň groot rede wees.

Dan is ons ook uiters versigtig wanneer mense dit vir ons gee. Hoekom? Dalk verwag ons dat daar een of ander toutjie aan die gee verbind is wat ons later gaan seermaak. Baie keer wonder ons of iemand nog iets goed vir iemand anders kan doen sommer net omdat hulle lief is vir die ander persoon.
Paulus skryf aan die Efesiërs in hoofstuk 5 daaroor. Die Mirror vertaling stel dit baie mooi.

Efesiërs 5 uit die mirror vertaling. Onthou – no more Shame!
26 Die manier waarop God met ons praat in Christus is soos om in ñ diep warm bad te lê en week totdat elke vlek en vuil spontaan verdwyn.

Baie keer is ons bang om te luister na wat Vader vir ons wil sê. Miskien omdat ons straf verwag soos ñ skoolkind wat na die hoof se kantoor geroep word.

Miskien sien ons Hom in ons onderbewuste as ñ God wat straf en toets, maar nie omgee oor hoe ons voel en dink oor dinge nie. Dink ons Hy is onbetrokke en krities soos baie van ons, ons Pa’s beleef het? Die gevoel dat mens nooit goed genoeg sal wees of doen gaan nie weg nie.

Die bg was nog nooit sy hart nie. Hy wil ons liefhê net soos wat ons is. Hy het ons immers so gemaak. Hy weet hoe ons oorspronklike plan lyk. Die wêreld en ons gebrokenheid daarbinne het ons wese kom versluier en toemaak sodat ons nie kan sien wie ons werklik is.

27 Die effek van hierdie intieme gesprek stel die Ekklesia kerk aan Hom voor in Sy herstelde beeld en gelykenis in die mens; sonder enige herinnering aan die verleentheid van ñ skewe verlede, nie eers ñ merk of wond van misbruik bly oor nie. Sy staan voor Hom in onberispelike onskuld.
28 Die beste ding wat ñ man kan doen is om sy vrou heeltemal lief te hê en dit gedurig vir haar te sê. Dit is selfs beter vir jou lyf as gesond eet en gym.
29 Stel jou voor hoe dom dit moet wees om jouself so te haat dat jy jou eie liggaam verag, nee man! Vertroetel hom eerder, trek hom mooi aan en laat hom goed voel. Kry die boodskap, jy is die liggaam van Christus; Hy is nie opgeskeep met jou en duld jou maar net verleë nie! Hy is dolverlief op jou!
In Yeshua is ons genoeg. In Joshua na die reën se lied ‘Dromers’  sing hy: “Almal sou genoeg kon wees, want vir almal was Hy genoeg gewees”
Kan ons glo dat ons genoeg is deur Sy werk aan die kruis? Partykeer voel dit vir my of ons skaamte en ‘performance’ ons gemaksone geword het, waarbinne ons, ons onsself regverdig en in beheer voel.
30 God vind uitdrukking en definisie in die mens; ons is sy werklike liggaam, vleis en bloed, murg en gebeente, volledig Syne! Ons lewe maak God sigbaar, tasbaar, wow!

Ons lees altyd die stuk asof net vir getroude mense. Dit is eintlik geskryf om vir ons te laat verstaan hoe lief Yeshua ons het. Ons behoort in Hom en aan Hom, het deur Hom gekom en kan tot Hom voluit Leef omdat Hy ons nog altyd liefgehad, want Hy IS vir altyd genoeg.

Daarom kan ons in Sy aanvaarding en toegeneentheid week tot ons vlekkeloos en sonder skaamte voor Hom staan.

Choosing to remain in the bond of peace.

In the last few weeks we don’t seem to get away from 22.


The Number 22 unites the entire body of Scripture, because there are 22 letters in the Hebrew alphabet and is also the numerical value for the Hebrew word Yachad, meaning unite.

Remember how one 2 of 22 needs to turn to form a heart with a foundation or cherubs over the mercy seat.

We need to face each other like the cherubs over the mercy seat. If both parties are on their knees facing each other, the fact that they humble themselves to be fully transparent (truth) and to keep the grace in place will help us get through difficulties in relationships. If one of the 2 parties turn away and write the other off as dispensable we find ourselves in a catch 22 situation where there is no foundation of grace and truth, thus no love, thus no movement.

We need to agree on what is important like


Ephesians 4:1-6 (VW)  I, therefore, the prisoner of the Lord, beseech you to walk worthy of the calling with which you were called, with all lowliness and meekness, with longsuffering, bearing with one another in love,

endeavoring to keep the unity of the Spirit in the bond of peace.

There is one body and one Spirit, just as you were called in one hope of your calling; one Lord, one faith, one immersion; if one God and Father of all, who is above all, and through all, and in you all.

With the rest we need to be willing to give each other room to agree to disagree, otherwise we will certainly not be known as His disciples. By being willing to give each other room we endeavour to keep the unity of Spirit in the bond of peace.

That bond’s  Thayer Definition:

that which binds together, a band, bond of ligaments by which the members of the human body are united together that which is bound together, a bundle

Origin: from G4862 and G1199

When we don’t keep the unity of the spirit in the bond of peace a few things start to happen. Being right in our own eyes, winning an argument at the cost of someone’s soul, money and image becomes more important than our relationships and we run the risk of losing or hurting our own souls and those of the people we love. We even run the risk of jeopardising the soul of the land we are on because soil has memory. To be a king means to walk among the people or to work from a foundation of power and authority. We have been given dominion over everything on earth, except each other. We are to willingly submit to one another only after each one has submitted under the head who is Yeshua and has found their individual place of belonging to the Head. The head will then establish the nessacary connection with the rest of the body. The body parts however may NEVER confuse their role with that of the head. If they do the body will get hurt and scatter.

May the Father grant us the Spirit of the fear of Yahweh and of wisdom to stay in the bond of peace in every situation.

Do we want to remain a mad king nation?

After reading a tale of three Kings I started thinking about South Africa. We have been a mad-king nation for so long that we have become excellent spear throwers as well.

Before the Dutch, French, German and English came to this beautiful country Shaka, Dingaan, Mzilikazi and others that I don’t even know about, were the best spear throwers ever. Whole clans and tribes were annihilated. Shaka even killed many of his own people on many occasions because of his ‘spear-throwing’ laws.

Then the Dutch came who fled from the English that had their own spear-throwing tactics. Blood River was won and they settled. Eventually they won the land from the English by many smoking guns and many (black, white and coulored people) being killed in concentration camps. This was the result of the English scorched earth tactic at the time.

The white Afrikaans people who’s language developed here among the colored people from Dutch, German and French soon invented their own spear-throwing tactics. They hated the English for their spear-throwing but they did the same, in a different way, to the rest of the people when they came to power.

The ANC government was next in line. Mandela tried to create a non spear-throwing reign, but started his reign with legalising abortion and started the transition with affirmative action. We have a serious skills shortage, but the policies continue to sideline white skilled people. The world is happy to export those with the nessacary qualifications. Many of those without Tertiary qualifications or sought out skills end up in ‘white squatter camps’. About 20% of white people live in these camps, because they are strangers in their own country and have less privileges than Chinese immigrants that was brought in, in their thousands. An international observer once noted: South Africa is the only country in the world where the majority is protected by policies against a minority. Affirmative action happened so fast without proper training. Many of those that took over ‘privileged’ positions did so with responsibilities they were not groomed into, thus reducing municipalities to corrupt mis-managed places. This sparked service delivery protests. Our president, who comes from a long line of expert spear throwers before him, blames apartheid and even Jan van Riebeeck. Maybe this is pay back time, but who is paying the highest price in the end? Certainly not those that have their spear throwing policy meetings in air-conditioned offices! They create the chaos while being paid for it. When things are exposed they then revert to blame shifting, racism and entitlement which plays out in vandalism, xenophobia, murder, theft and corruption which have become some of the weapons of choice. We even try to normalize and moralize it.

Since when does being poor gives one the right to kill, steal and destroy? These weapons are rapidly reducing this beautiful rainbow nation to a place that the world would rather avoid.

How long will we let this cycle continue? When will we put our spears down for the sake of our children and start making pruning hooks, spades and shovels so we can start to build again?

Do we have the courage to choose life? Are we willing to look deeper and beyond skin color, generalisations and our own preconceived ideas? If not, our grand children will have to rebuild this country from rubble again if we keep following the examples of our ‘mad king’ spear weilding leaders as we have for the past 400 years.

Unity through forgiveness and walking in Grace and truth


Refugees trying to find a place of safety


Daring to spend time with other nations

Leviticus 19:34  The stranger who sojourns among you shall be to you as one born among you, and you shall love him as yourself; for you were sojourners in the land of Egypt: I am Jehovah your God.

Matthew 25:35  for I was hungry and you gave Me something to eat; I was thirsty and you gave Me something to drink; I was a stranger and you took Me in;

When something tragic happen especially if it is through the hands of another, we tend to be prejudiced towards their nationality afterwards. We generalize much quicker than we think.

For instance
– White people are arrogant and take    offence quickly.
– colored people are lazy and alcoholics
– Zulus are aggressive, volatile and arrogant
– Nigerians are cheats and drug dealers

If one person from a people group offends or hurts us, why do we assume that the rest of that group is like that?

I know people of all nationalities that laid down  their lives for various other nationalities.

One of our friends is a colored young man. He has better work ethic than many white people I know.

I have a few Zulu friends that I can trust with my life.

We have a Nigerian friend that laid down his  life for South Africa to see that the Father raise leaders for His Kingdom.

Generalisation is the breeding ground for hatred, jealousy, violence and eventually bloodshed. There are well-intentioned people as well as those that choose to do evil in every nation. Let’s look for the good in all people and forgive those that do bad things.

Can we get past our own prejudices and generalisations and see the divine identity the Father has planted in each nation and individual? Can we start to build each other and pay it forward in the way we treat strangers? We never know when we will be strangers. Have we forgotten that all our ancestors were strangers when they came here initially?

May Jesus grant us grace, open unprejudiced eyes and wisdom to encourage each other in our divine identity and roll we were created for.

Joyous reconciliation – continued

New Day
New Day

After one more call to Harp asking him if his bags are packed I called Barnabas and asked him to call her. You see, she lived on the way home from where he currently works as an ad-hoc teacher. They connected and she followed him here to come and pick Harp up.

I was still reluctant in letting him go, because I had to dry the tears and deal with the sickness and raw emotion of him missing her in all its manifestations. Was she being real this time? Was this a once off thing again, just to leave him in agony because of broken promises afterwards? Is she in a stable place regarding her marriage so I can know that he will be safe?

She was honest about what happenned the last 7 years and the old defences that we encountered over the phone was down.

Harp enjoyed it tremendously and have 2 new covenant-sisters aged 13 and 5 and one brother aged 5 ( I don’t like the term ‘step’. It sounds too much like Cinderella and the witch and evil sisters of the fairy tales). The two 5 year-olds are twins.

This time it seems real and the right timing. It will still take some time to build trust again, but the Father has really done a great thing here and I saw a true manifestation of the Spirit of Elijah (Luk 1:17) for which we have been praying for, for seven years.


Joyous reconciliation – It’s never too late . .

Beginning of restoration

Joyous reconciliation – Its never too late. .

Harp has been longing and praying to see his biological mom (Elizabeth) for the last six years.

We tried to make it happen in our way and on our timeframe with disasterous results sometimes. Two years ago when I tried to ask her to contact Harp she lied to me about what is really happening in her life (her mom told a different story about what was happening at the time, a few months later when we visited them) and ended up putting the phone down in my ear. A few months later when Harp was getting himself sick on account of longing for her, I could at least negotiate contact between Harp and her through her mom.

Harp went on a Benjamin (young adult) conference last weekend. After he had come back Elizabeth called on her own accord. She said they moved back to Pretoria and asked if he could come for a sleepover visit. All my motherly instincts and ‘step’-motherly instincts kicked in. Barnabas was doing a course at the time. After she had called the second time I realized she was serious.

I did not want to let him go, because I still needed to see if she was real. My answer to her was: ‘When Barnabas gets home we will talk about it and let you know.’ After one more call to Harp asking him if his bags are packed I called Barnabas and asked him to call her.

To be continued . . .