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I’ve been very lax on this blogging thing as of late. I apologise. I want to write, I seem to have nothing to write about. I don’t know, maybe I just need to take a break and regather my thoughts or something. Anyway, in the mean time here is something I wrote as a Facebook note back in November of 2008…almost 3 years ago…and the questions still remain unanswered…
at what point can you give up on someone with a clear conscience? how many times do you have to say to someone “don’t touch the hot stove or you’ll burn” before you let them learn from their own mistakes? if your friend was doing something that you knew was only going to leave them hurt in the end, after how long do you just sit back and let them be?
i hate giving up on people but there comes a point when you need to let go; when your need (heart) to save someone from their mistakes ends up negatively impacting your own life. that’s a dangerous place to be. but how do you know when you’ve done enough?
soemetimes friendships don’t make sense. you love someone and you care for them, but when you show it by trying to pull them from the things they are doing that are hurting them they turn on you and hurt you…instead of being appreciative that someone cares enough to throw them a lifeline they create a noose from the lifeline and hang you with it…ok, bit morbid…and maybe a little too over the top dramamtic, but you get my point.
so tell me, if i see you drowning do you want me to throw you a lifejacket or should i just watch you drown? and if i can’t stand by to watch you drown, should i just walk away? would you really rather i just walk away?
i was on holiday last week. although i had access to a pc and internet, i really thought the time was better spent with my family…or at least sitting with my family yelling at the tv as we watched the fifa world cup action. you can see all my rants at the players and referees on my twitter. i also sporadically updated my tumblr page. my stupid phone however will not connect to my pc so i can’t upload my pics from the vacation or the world cup match i attended, so facebook albums are feeling a bit lonely, however i’ve uploaded a few to flickr so you check those out.
this week i’m just lazy…there really is no reason for me to not be blogging. but i’ve decided to prolong my holiday from blogging a bit. there might be a reads of the week this coming saturday but i’ll only really get back into the weekly groove next week.
just thought i’d update you a bit. kthanxbai
So I was trying to remember 2009 so that my last post of the year chould be a review of sorts…but I really couldn’t remember anything.
So then I went through my facebook photo albums and the ones that stand out the most are (in no particular order):
1. day in the park/beach – in Jan, Brett decided that for his birthday celebrations he was going to help out with a take-the-kids-from-an-orphanage-out-for-the-day-to-the-beach-and-love-them-day thing…and he invited people to go and help out, and i went, and it was awesomtastic. then in april and again in november some people from our church organised a take-the-kids-from-an-orphanage-out-for-the-day-to-the-park-and-love-them-day thing and once again i decided to join in. and again it was awesomtastic. i’m not the most kid-friendly person in the world…like, i would suck at being a kindergarten teacher, but i really do enjoy spending time with kids and just loving on them and making them feel wanted and loved and adored and listened to and whatever, even if it was for one day atleast they got to feel special.
2. vision k/youth/scripture union camp – as i said, i would suck at being a kindergarten teacher. and i would probably suck at being a middle/high school teacher as well, but if i had to choose, i would go for the middle/high school age group. so i’ve talked a bit about my exploits with vision k this year, and i may have mentioned the scripture union leadership camp as well – can’t remember, but yea, both of those and the youth group at my church have been highlights in my life this year. i truly do enjoy hanging out with youth and finding out where they are and if possible helping in their journey towards adulthood. i’ve been through the teenage years myself, and sometimes i still act like i’m going through them, and i remember how hard it was for me, so any help i can give someone else…
3. turning 25 – i liked turning 25. scary, yet…super cool. like i felt like i was finally an adult in a lot of ways. turning 26 is not scary, but it feels kinda sucky, don’t know if i’m going to enjoy it much.
4. namrock/baptism – so wrote a lot on namrock, and wrote about getting baptised. and definite highlights they were.
5. worship team – lots of memories. lots of laughs. lots of growing. thankfulness.
6. http://tsholo.wordpress.com/2009/10/02/worship-setlist-september-27-2009/ – i’ve been to PE quite a few times, and i always…well, i guess hate is a strong word but…well, it’s the right word. i always hated it. i was ok with like 2 days, but after that i was ready to leave. this year my dad moved to PE, then my sister also moved there. at the end of the year my lil bro is also moving there. so it will just be me and my mom in the western cape (sadness). but yea, the visit in september was so awesomtastic, i didn’t want to leave. and i’m looking forward to visiting again first week of next year…and throughout 2010. PE Love!
7. flatmating – had a super awesomtastic flatmate this year. i learned a lot from her and i totally appretiate the flatmate she was and all the talks and all the laughs and discovering “The OC” together and our late night dvd’ing and sms’ing each other from the other side of the wall and the sharing and all of it, it’s been great Lindz, will miss sharing a flat with you.
8. music and friends – the south african music scene is wow! and it’s even better when it’s live, and it’s shared with friends. new altum, flat stanley, just jinjer, aking, gravity wins again, straatligkinders, irvine, lua union, the lottery tickets, heldervue, black markets riots, 3rd world spectator, saint fearless, the rescue, tree63, the arrows, bed on bricks – just off the top of my head. memorable moments also include: being kidnapped and forced to go to the beach at 2 am when i was working the next morning, sneaking into the botanical gardens after it was closed and having a photo shoot after making a 20 minute video of us talking nonsense, TEAM AWESOMTASTIC, awesomtastic enGAGE dinners at Ginos and awesomtastic cricket watching at Ginos, SUPER inappropriate conversations and the birth of SOKs…and so much more…I really thank God for friends!
and then two more not in the photo albums, just to round it off
9. blogging – nablopomo(?) was really good for my blogging…blogging everyday for a month is not easy, totally respect those who do it year round. good and challenging. blogging has been so good for me though. it’s been a place for me to just spill what’s in my head onto something else and just get it out of my system so that it doesn’t take over. so thank you for reading.
10. God – lots of up and downs, lots of screaming and shouting, lots of late night pop-corn and cookies and ice-cream (He loves those), lots of laughing, lots of reminders, lots of fulfilled promises, lots of pouring on of LOVE, lots of us time, too much ingnoring from my side, lots of forgiveness, lots of convictions, lots of happiness and joy, more love and more reminders, lots of blessings, lots of breathe, lots of guidance, lots of mercy and grace, more love, lots of comforting, lots of more reminders for/to hope, lots of everything. Everything and LOVE!
and one more that had nothing to do with me but stands out this year was the wedding of the fish and TBV…read about it here.
On Saturday there was a 12 hour interdenominational worship event happening. I had initially planned to go for the whole 12 hours but then instead i decided to go to a fun day in the park thing we had for the kids from the vineyard house to give the housemothers a bit of a breather. Anyway, our worship team was supposed to lead the 4 – 5 pm slot so we decided we would go around 2pm’ish. After 2 hours of playing with the kids under the super hot sun I was wiped…and smelled funny. And I ended up getting back home later than i thought i would…but then other people were also running late so I got to take a quick shower then sat and waited…and the more I sat the more I realised how tired i was and how i was totally not amped to sing…until finally the group came to pick me up. Next up we had to stop for food cos we hadn’t eaten. And so instead of getting there by 2:45 like we had planned we ended up arriving at like 3:45…and we were supposed to lead at 4. But I was tired and not amped…and I found out later that Ronel who was doing the leading was not feeling amped just cos she was angry about us being all late and not organised and stuff…so we get there, not really in worship mode or whatever…and God decided to shake up our plans. We ended up not going up at 4. Someone went up to lead and we ended up having like an hour and a half of free/prophetic worship…such cool vibes…and I was so grateful cos as I was worshipping I was totally renewed and the tiredness left and it was all about worshipping the only one worthy of it. And Ronel said the same happened to her…while worshipping her anger was calmed and God prepared her for leading worship…we ended up going up at 6:30 pm…and I thought we were really bad…there was no monitor so we couldn’t hear each other and i sounded all false on most songs…but before i went up I just asked God to make his name glorified no matter what – whether we did well or not – and afterwards one of the guys from our church came up and told me how heavenly the worship was…and how he was blessed by it…and i was thankful, cos that’s all that matters – not that we sound good, but that we lead others to worship…
After us another group went up and there was another 2 hours of free/prophetic worship and lots of visions and it was such beautiful God-moment after God-moment…was truly blessed.
Sunday morning we had a guest preacher: John Scott from Scotland (ha ha…). Anyway, he talked about dreaming big, and committing your dreams to the Lord, and walking towards those dreams. One thing he said that I really liked was that we should dream big…impossible big, because if our dreams are small then why would we need God at all…After that we had ministry time and prayed for healing for people and stuff…and I actually got to see a leg grow. Yea, I know…I used to think the same…and believe me even while I was seeing it I was still being all skeptical, and had it been people I didn’t know, I wouldn’t have believed it…but I actually saw it myself and heard testimonies of people who had been healed from back/neck pains that they had had for 15 – 20 years…was beyond…i don’t know…God is seriously awesome!
In the evening we visited a Nigerian/Gabonese church…was super cool. Culture shock in some ways – they did things a bit different from us…but then pretty much every church is different from enGAGE – but yea, they were the friendliest group of people you’ll ever meet. So. Much. Handshaking…and someone mentioning that they’d seen my pictures on facebook…kinda scary in a way – just how much of me there is on the internet, which is a total public space. Anyway…surprisingly, the preach in the evening was also about dreams…which was pretty cool, so I guess God is really trying to get a message through to us. Also, the guy was talking about Joseph and how Joseph had all these dreams and stuff and yet it took so long for them to be fulfilled (had to stay in the prison for at least 2 years after the cupbearer got re-instated cos the cupbearer forgot about him), but God had not forgotten him. God is faithful. He always remembers His promises.
All in all, a super blessed weekend.
For more sermon recaps and worship setlists from around the world, stop by FredMcKinnon.com…
Tsholo Mpuru can’t remember where she was when September 11th became 9/11…can you? (facebook status)
Paul Roviss Khambule – I would not forget that day, 2001. We were back from class (St.Marks), tuned to Sky News. And few seconds, saw the second plane strike the second tower. It was very sad moment (facebook)
Cristle Mathapelo Mokwape – i was also watching it on tv but it ddnt affect me that much coz i was abd 16. 16 year olds were stupid then (childish, the way we wwere suppose to be) (facebook)
Monique Adam – I remember it like yesterday. Was cycling in the gym. (facebook)
Dirk Kotze – Taking a break while studying for a 2nd-year maths mid-semester exam. Needless to say the break went on much longer than it was intended. (facebook)
Tracey-Lee Jacobs – I got home from school to see what happened on tv. Very sad! (facebook)
Tarryn Kirkwood – my matron in boarding school came running down the passage and told us the world was going to end cause a war would break out and she invited us all into her little room to watch it (facebook)
Nicole Lindsay – i got home from school and my grandpa phoned us to turn the tv on (facebook)
SpenceSmith – I woke up n a colorado hotel room turned on GMA & watched the 2nd plane hit live on tv. (twitter – @SpenceSmith)
David Goodwin – Just in from choir practice, turned on the telly and thought it was a bad movie for a couple of minutes … Unfortunately, it wasn’t. (twitter – @dg4G)
Jessica Lindley – Remembering Sept 11 … I was 17, still in High School. So thankful for all our troops serving & protecting us (twitter – @Jessica_Lindley)
Hayley Williams (paramore) – my heart and my prayers go out to all who were affected by the events that took place 8 years ago today (twitter – @yelyahwilliams)
Remembering 9/11 blogs
What were you doing 8 years ago today? – katdish
Remembering the skies of 9/12 – billy coffey
I don’t have any…no, I’m not being modest. I’m probably the only person who was born without a talent. When I was younger I used to think I could sing. I thought I sounded like Miriah Carey. I wanted to be a singer when I grew up…that was my dream. Then the dream was shattered the day I realized that I can’t actually sing. Sad, sad day.
I thought about giving up on singing. And this was a big deal…it wasn’t like when I gave up on ballet, or piano, or gymnastics, or…I had been singing since I could remember. I had been in school choirs, sang in talent shows, all of that…so singing was a huge part of me. And then one day as I’m sitting there singing with some friends I realised that there is a difference between the way they are singing and the way I’m singing…and that’s when it dawned on me. What they are doing is called singing…there is no word to describe what I’m doing.
As I said I thought about giving it up…but through the encouragement of my music teacher, I decided instead to learn how to sing. So I’ve learned how to sing…I think. I mean I can hold a note, and people have told me I can sing so I’m guessing I’m not totally fooling myself. I’m not musically disabled in the sense that I can hear when a note is flat or sharp or off…I can tell that stuff just naturally, but I had to learn to hear it in myself, and be able to fix it. That’s weird.
So, the past couple of weeks I’ve been thinking about Spiritual gifts (if you are on facebook check out the group called “ThortForTheWeek”, there’s also a facebook app by the same name, and a weekly email that goes out – let me know if you wanna subscribe to it). Anyway, there’s this one verse I never saw in 1 Chorinthians 12 (which, along with 14 is the gifts chapter) that says “But eagerly desire the greater gifts” (v31). I don’t think I have any spiritual gifts…but I like that the bible encourages me to want them. Like, yea, they are not like natural gifts where you are born with them…these ones you gotta want them and seek them out and ask for them…that gives me hope. It’s like, “no, God didn’t forget to give them to you, He’s just waiting for you to ask”. Ok, obviously he works in his time and his will is perfect so he’s gonna work according to that…but I like that he wants us to ask him for them. It just reminds me how right Hagar was: He is “the God who sees me” (Genesis 16: 13). He didn’t forget about me…He’s waiting on me to ask.
So, we were talking about gifts in cell group last week cos I just had too many questions which raised more questions which led to more questions and so we kinda didn’t get to what we were going to talk about but looked at Spiritual gifts instead. Anyway, so after that night, I took this online Spiritual gifts test and my top 5 gifts according to the answers I gave were:
1. Poverty – volunteerily living in poverty in order to better minister to those who are in those circumstances involuntarily(?)
2. Music – using music (be it singing, playing an instrument, dancing) to minister to those around you
3. Mercy (Compassion) – feeling for others, recognizing immediate need in others, and finding practical ways to meet those needs
4. Giving – the person who thinks “how much do I really NEED to live on?” and gives the rest away…always thinking of other’s needs before their wants
5. Missionary – not necessarily “going” but in your own surroundings being able to connect with those of different cultures, languages, beliefs, social standing, ect
I don’t know if those are my gifts, but if there were gifts I eagerly desired, those would be them. So Joshua Davidson and I are going to have a few conversations and those gifts will be popping up a lot.
One other thing I learned about gifts is: it’s not about me. Whatever gift God gives me, it is to be used to glorify him and serve (minister to) others. IT’S NOT ABOUT ME.
The other day, this guy I know (I’m trying to avoid using the word friend. My sister and I had this long conversation about how myspace and facebook have cheapened the word friend…but I digress) asked us what being a South African means to us. There were a variation of answers, mine was that it’s home. Really that’s all I could say. Can’t really explain it further than that. I guess that saying was true: home is where the heart is. Can’t explain it, it just is.
However, lately I’ve been feeling a little less than “proudly South African”. It started with the murder of a 12 year old. It was all over the news I’m sure you saw/heard/read about it. A 12 year old stole a cell phone, the owner of the phone chased him down, the kid handed the phone back, and the owner shot him. Just like that. Looked at the kid in the eyes and shot him. I get it…crime is bad. The kid was wrong, stealing is never the answer no matter what…but how heartless do you have to be to shoot an unarmed 12 year old. What infuriated me even more was the amount of people that thought this guy who had killed a kid, and then ran away from the scene like the coward he is, was a hero. A hero? I think I need a second opinion. I’m of the mindset that a human life is worth more than a cell phone…but maybe that’s just me.
In the same line of thought are the xenophobic idiots burning up other human beings and thinking it’s funny. I’ve started reading the news on bbc news (online), and the one time a South African story pops up is to tell the world that South Africans are busy killing, raping and torturing their fellow Africans. Wow…feel good story of the year, right. I mean seriously, did we learn nothing from the Apartheid era? How is it we are still under the mentality that you are better than your fellow man based on stupid things like some imaginary line drawn in the ground. I really don’t get it. And then we wanna get all angry when the rest of the world says we are uncivilized and primitive. Well, I think we are proving them right.
And then you get the guys who say they don’t want “makwerekwere” in this country because they are taking their jobs, yet that same person thinks he is too good to take the security guard job that the foreigner is supposedly taking away from him. Maybe I’ve missed the plot. Maybe I’m the only one who still believes that all men are created equal in the sight of God and are equally entitled to this earth that he has blessed us with. Maybe, as people keep telling me, I’m naïve.
Another Mahatma Ghandi quote: An eye for an eye leaves the whole world blind.
I read this on someone else’s blog, can’t remember who it was (sorry dude for using your words without giving you props): the world is coming to an end, and it seems like there won’t be anyone left to see it.
What has the world come to?