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Like father, like son

Are we still trying to ride the untamed beast life gave us?

The truth is that destruction is then unavoidable…

Something needs to be done and I believe Dirk Taljaard has a good take on it.

Like father, like son
By Dirk Taljaard

Reading from Scripture

Exodus 20:12
Respect your father and your mother, so that you may live a long time in the land that I am giving you.

The expression: Like father, like son, is one of those true words spoken in jest. What children observe in their homes, is often echoed in their conduct and words. Do as I say, not as I do, doesn’t go down well. It’s just not on!

Respect and honour for parents, cultivated at home, will spread to all levels of authority in society. The imbalance caused by the emphasis placed on human rights at the expense of human responsibilities, has not brought the desired effect as anticipated. Seemingly, everyone does as he or she wishes, calling upon their own rights only.

Balance is important. If children are either given carte blanche to do as they wish, or kept under the thumb at home, they find it hard to adjust in a larger set-up. At school they want to dictate. If an employer demands accountability, they protest. They are unable to handle conflict, especially when their own opinion is disregarded. Everything needs to suit their wishes as civil citizens, otherwise they claim to be discriminated against.

As parents, let us take up our responsibility again: do not only belittle (political) leaders and teachers, but emphasise own duties; when referring to a police or traffic officer it should not be defamatory or derogatory; traffic rules should be observed (even though the majority of people on the road don’t); refer to work as an opportunity to make a difference and not as a an inevitable evil…

This commandment is called the only one with a promise attached: so that you may live a long time in the land that I am giving you. It doesn’t necessarily imply a longer life, but a more fulfilled one. When people learn to respect and honour each other, it would just seem to be longer.

You can make the difference, doesn’t matter from which angle you approach this commandment. You can make our country a place where everyone enjoys the rights, but also takes responsibility for their actions and choices.

Heavenly Father, help us to enjoy life as responsible children and citizens. Amen.

Thanks Dirk!

Provided by: VERSE-a-DAY

Intimacy and Worship

To be intimate is to be detailed, inner or close, familiar and personal. In our walk with God we have to become intimate with Him. I do not think that it is possible to have only intimacy, when intimacy becomes true (real) worship becomes part of it. As you grow deeper in your worship toward God intimacy becomes part of your worship and in this time of intimacy (closeness) with God your worship and adoration toward Him grows more and more.

In this walk with God we learn that we need Him more than anything.

We need God and oxygen, in that specific order.
(Luana Bekker)

Oswald Chambers explains it this way:

It is possible to know all about doctrine and yet not know Jesus. The soul is in danger when knowledge of doctrine outsteps intimate touch with Jesus. Why was Mary weeping at Jesus’ grave? Doctrine was no more to Mary than the grass under her feet. Any Pharisee could have made a fool of Mary doctrinally, but one thing they could not ridicule out of her was the fact that Jesus had cast seven demons out of her; yet His blessings were nothing in comparison to Himself. Mary “saw Jesus standing and knew not that it was Jesus…“; immediately when she heard the voice, she knew she had a past history with the One who spoke. “Master!” she responded…

Have I been doubting something about Jesus—an experience to which others testify but which I have not had? The other disciples told Thomas that they had seen Jesus, but Thomas doubted—”Except I shall see. . . , I will not believe.” Thomas needed the personal touch of Jesus. When His touches come, or how they come, we do not know, but when they do come they are indescribably precious. “My lord and my God!” he responded…

Peter had denied Jesus Christ with oaths and curses, and yet after the Resurrection Jesus appeared to Peter alone. He restored him in private, then He restored him before the others. “Lord, Thou knowest that I love Thee.” he responded…

My Utmost for His Highest (August 16) (Copyright © 1935)

We are totally and utterly depended on God and the sooner we realise this the better…

…God designed the human machine to run on God Himself.
Mere Christianity (P.50 2002 Ed.)(Copyright © 1942)

Do you have a personal history with Jesus Christ – an intimate connection with Him, a knowledge of Jesus Christ which nothing can shake? Does it bring you to a place of worship and adoration?

Intimacy must flow naturally (the supernatural becomes natural), but we do not know anymore how to let it flow. The world we live in has become a cold and hard place and there is no space for intimacy or worship.

Intimacy is the process of sharing the details of life with someone close to you and worship is the way you share it in respect and by giving honour. Each and every relationship has both of these aspects intertwined into it and we need to allow it to grow in our relationship with God.

Intimacy grows as you share every aspect of your life with God – the good, the bad and the ugly.

Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication, with thanksgiving, let your requests be made known to God. And the peace of God which passes all understanding shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus. Finally, my brothers, whatever things are true, whatever things are honest, whatever things are right, whatever things are pure, whatever things are lovely, whatever things are of good report; if there is any virtue and if there is any praise, think on these things. Do those things which you have also learned and received and heard and seen in me. And the God of peace shall be with you.
(Philippians 4:6-9.)

During this process God honours your closeness by telling you who He created you to be and your adoration toward Him explodes into worship.

This process also teaches you intimacy and worship in all your other relationships – parents and kids, husbands and wives, friends and also family.

This process creates an atmosphere of trust, respect, loyalty, honesty and integrity, which are the keys to good relationships.

It is not about knowledge, power or strength, but it is about relationship. We need to take hold of the simplicity of this gift and start living a life enjoying everything around us. Knowing that even our intimacy and worship has a purpose that will carry this message to whom ever needs to hear it.

To be able to do this you need to know Him and hear Him when He calls you…

My beloved I have given MY everything for you…

O come, come away with ME…

He calls us out (of life, religion, rejection, pain, fear…) into HIM, for “in HIM we live and move and have our being” – our very existence…
(Acts 17:28.)

…Rise up, My love, My beautiful one, and come away… Arise, My love, My beautiful one, and come away. O My dove, in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, let Me see your face, let Me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet, and your face is beautiful.
(Song of Solomon 2:10-14.)

After hearing His call will you then respond and go with Him and spend some time alone with Him…

Then you shall call on Me, and you shall go and pray to Me, and I will listen to you. And you shall seek Me and find Me, when you search for Me with all your heart.
(Jeremiah 29:12-13.)

Are you seeking Him when He calls?

Draw near to God, and He will draw near to you. Cleanse your hands, sinners; and purify your hearts, double-minded ones.
(James 4:8.)

Are you willing to lay down that which keeps you from seeking Him?

What is there in your life that destroys this life of intimacy and worship?

Do you have a desire to be intimate with your heavenly Father?

There is only one way to break through all of these hindrances and that is to take a step into the unknown and start sharing your whole life with Him. He is your Father and desires for you to come to Him.

Go to a place where you can be alone with Him, laugh with Him, cry with Him and talk to Him. Share your heart with Him through every pain and hurt, but also every joy and excitement.

This is how you learn to trust Him and your love and adoration toward Him grows more and more… it is then that you come to a place of true worship.

Come to Me all you who labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.
(Matthew 11:28.)

I pray that our Lord may guide your thoughts and decisions. May He live in your heart and hold your soul in His hand. May He grant you what you need and give wings to your dreams as you grow closer and closer to Him in willingness and obedience.

Therefore I also, hearing of your faith in the Lord Jesus and love to all the saints, do not cease giving thanks for you, making mention of you in my prayers, that the God of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of glory, may give to you the spirit of wisdom and revelation in the knowledge of Him, the eyes of your understanding being enlightened, that you may know what is the hope of His calling, and what is the riches of the glory of His inheritance in the saints, and what is the surpassing greatness of His power toward us, the ones believing according to the working of His mighty strength which He worked in Christ in raising Him from the dead, and He seated Him at His right hand in the heavenlies,
(Ephesians 1:15-20.)

For the Holy Spirit shall teach you in the same hour what you ought to say.
(Luke 12:12.)

Come now, and let us reason together, says Jehovah; though your sins are as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they are red like crimson, they shall be like wool. If you are willing and obedient, you shall eat the good of the land; but if you
refuse and rebel, you shall be devoured with the sword; for the mouth of Jehovah has spoken.
(Isaiah 1:18-20.)

Laat Jou Siel Lewe!

Hierdie woorde van ‘My Soul Smiles’ is so waar. Daar is tye in ons lewe wanneer dit nodig is om soos Dawid ons siele aan te spreek en te motiveer.

My heart dances
My fears flee
My mind wrestles
My tongue shouts praise
My loneliness finds company
My spirit meets God
Surely, we are in the house of the Lord!

– Ciona D. Rouse
The Africana Worship Book

So het Dawid met sy siel gepraat:

Wat buig jy jou neer, o my siel, en is onrustig in my? Hoop op God; want ek sal Hom nog loof—die verlossing van sy aangesig! o My God, my siel buig hom neer in my; daarom dink ek aan U uit die land van die Jordaan en die Hermons, van die klein gebergte af. Die vloed roep na die vloed by die gedruis van u waterstrome; al u bare en u golwe het oor my heengegaan. Maar die HERE sal oordag sy goedertierenheid gebied, en in die nag sal sy lied by my wees, ‘n gebed tot die God van my lewe. Ek wil spreek tot God: My rots, waarom vergeet U my? Waarom gaan ek in die rou deur die vyande se verdrukking? Met ‘n doodsteek in my gebeente smaad my teëstanders my as hulle die hele dag vir my sê: Waar is jou God? Wat buig jy jou neer, o my siel, en wat is jy onrustig in my? Hoop op God, want ek sal Hom nog loof—die verlossing van my aangesig en my God!
(Psalms 42:6-12.)

Vrede wat Heers in alle Omstandighede

Elkeen van ons kan hierdie plekkie vind waar vrede heers, maak nie saak wat die omstandighede is nie…

Dit het Ek vir julle gesê, dat julle in My vrede kan hê. In die wêreld sal julle verdrukking hê; maar hou goeie moed, Ek het die wêreld oorwin.
(Johannes 16:33)

I have said this to you, that in me you may have peace. In the world you have tribulation; but be of good cheer, I have overcome the world.
(John 16:33)

Hierdie plekkie van vrede kan slegs in Hom, Jesus Christus gevind word. 

An average view of the Christian life is that it means deliverance from trouble. It is deliverance in trouble, which is very different. “He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most high… there shall no evil befall thee – no plague can come nigh the place where you are at on with God.

If you are a child of God, there certainly will be troubles to meet, but Jesus says do not be surprised when they come. “In the world ye shall have tribulation: but be of good cheer, I have over come the world, there is nothing for you to fear.” Men who before they were saved would scorn to talk about troubles, often become “fushionless” after being born again because they have a wrong idea of a saint.

God does not give us overcoming life: He gives us life as we overcome. The strain is the strength. If there is no strain, there is no strength. Are you asking God to give you life and liberty and joy? He cannot, unless you will accept the strain. Immediately you face the strain, you will get the strength. Overcome your own timidity and take the step, and God will give you to eat of the tree of life and you will get nourishment. If you spend yourself out physically, you become exhausted; but spend yourself spiritually, and you get more strength. God never gives strength for tomorrow, or for the next hour, but only for the strain of the minute. The temptation is to face difficulties from a common-sense standpoint. The saint is hilarious when he is crushed with difficulties because the thing is so ludicrously impossible to anyone but God.

– Oswald Chambers
My Utmost for His Highest (August 2, P.157) (Copyright © 1935)

Hierdie is nie ‘n plek waar alles perfek is nie, maar die plek waar jy totale Vrede beleef in die ergste sowel as die wonderlikste omstandighede. Dit is ‘n vrede wat alle verstand te bowe gaan, ‘n plek van volkome rus…

Waar ek soms gevind word…

In hierdie pad wat ek stap is daar ‘n paar dinge wat my leegtap en dan hunker ek daarna om weer gevul te word. Dus is hierdie lied vir ‘n leë dors siel…

Find Me In The River

Find me in the river
Find me on my knees
I’ve walked against the water
Now I’m waiting if you please

We’ve longed to see the roses
But never felt the thorns
And bought our pretty crowns
But never paid the price

Find me in the river
Find me there
Find me on my knees with my soul laid bare
Even though you’re gone and I’m cracked and dry
Find me in the river, I’m waiting here

Find me in the river
Find me on my knees
I’ve walked against the water
Now I’m waiting if you please

We didn’t count on suffering
We didn’t count on pain
But if the blessing’s in the valley
Then in the river I will wait

Written by Martin Smith ©1995 Curious? Music UK

Hy wat in My glo, soos die Skrif sê: strome van lewende water sal uit sy binneste vloei.
(Johannes 7:38.)

As die Liefde Blom soos ‘n Tuin

Altamont‘n Tuin wat mooi versorg is is altyd ‘n plesier om in te wees. Die prag van helder kleure en die soet reuk wat mens in nooi om te kom sit en ontspan. Net so is ‘n hart van liefde…

It is no disparagement to a garden to say that it will not fence and weed itself, nor prune its own fruit trees, nor  roll and cut its own lawns. A garden is a good thing but that is not the sort of goodness it has. It will remain a garden, as distinct from a wilderness, only if someone does all these things to it. Its real glory is of quite a different kind. The very fact that it needs constant weeding and pruning bears witness to that glory. It teems with life. It glows with colour and smells like heaven and puts forward at hour of a summer day beauties which man could never have created and could not even, on his own resources, have imagined. If you want to see the difference between its contribution and the gardener’s, put the commonest weed it grows side by side with his hoes, rakes, shears and packet of weed killer; you have put beauty, energy and fecundity beside dead, sterile things. Just so, our ‘decency and common sense’ show grey and deathlike beside the geniality of love. And when the garden is in its full glory the gardener’s contributions to that glory will still have been in a sense paltry compared with those of nature. Without life springing from the earth, without rain, light and heat descending from the sky, he could do nothing. When he has done all, he has merely encouraged here and discouraged there, powers and beauties that have a different source. But his share, though small, is indispensable and laborious. When God planted a garden He set a man over it and set the man under Himself. When He planted the garden of our nature and caused the flowering, fruiting loves to grow there, He set our will to ‘dress’ them. Compared with them it is dry and cold. And unless His grace comes down, like the rain and the sunshine, we shall use this tool to little purpose. But its laborious — and largely negative — services are indispensable. If they were needed when the garden was still Paradise, how much more now when the soil has gone sour and the worst weeds seem to thrive on it best? But heaven forbid we should work in the spirit of prigs and Stoics. While we hack and prune we know very well that what we are hacking and pruning is big with a splendour and vitality which our rational will could never of itself have supplied. To liberate that splendour, to let it become fully what it is trying to be, to have tall trees instead of scrubby tangles, and sweet apples instead of crabs, is part of our purpose.

Lewis C. S. (2002) The Four Loves. (P.141) Clays Ltd. GB. First published 1960 by Geoffrey Bles.

So is dit met die saad van lewe – liefde, geregtigheid en waarheid! Versorg jou tuin en skenk hoop en lewe aan ‘n koue grou wêreld…

Begeerte na Liefde!!!

Hierdie gebed deur Thomas Merton sluit vir my baie mooi aan by “‘n Lewe van Liefde” en “Wat is ware Lewe?“.

Give me the strength that waits upon You in silence and peace.
Give me humility in which alone is rest,
and deliver me from pride which is the heaviest of burdens.
And possess my whole heart and soul with the simplicity of love.
Occupy my whole life with the one thought and the one desire of love,
that I may love not for the sake of merit,
not for the sake of perfection,
not for the sake of virtue,
not for the sake of sanctity,
but for You alone.
For there is only one thing that can satisfy love and reward it,
and that is You alone.”

Thomas Merton. New Seeds of Contemplation. New York: New Directions Press, 1961: 45.

Die Skildery

Ek storm die trappe af en haas myself tussen die mense deur. Ek stop skielik om iemand nie te stamp. Toe ek op kyk verdwaal ek in die prag wat my oë aanskou. Die laatmiddag son verlig die skildery met sagte strale van goud. Die lug so helder blou dat ek meegevoer word in die skoonheid op arendsvlerke wat my al hoër en hoër vat. Die stilte en rustigheid kom omhels my en ek voel hoe alles wat my jaag weg suippel tussen die goudgeel blare. ‘n Spierwit wolkie in die hoek effens verkleur in skakerings van pink en oranje…

Eina, stamp ek my kop teen die ruit en besef ek staan steeds op die trappe. Die prentjie anderkant die ruit verdof stadig. Skielik is alles dof en grys. Ek dank die Skilder vir die rus en vrede wat Hy so pas aan my geskenk het en stap verder na my motor…

SA Die Mooiste Land

SA Die Mooiste Land

Suid Afrika is vir my die mooiste land in die hele wêreld!

Elke stukkie natuur het sy eie bekoring… ek geniet dit baie om by die suidkus van Kwazulu Natal te gaan kuier. Die reuk van die sout see-lug en die gedruis van die magtige see altyd in die agtergrond wat elke greintjie van stres en bekommernis laat weg kwyn. Dan nie eens te praat van die pragtige blou lug en groen plante nie – dit is werklik pragtig.

Die Kaap is maar net mooi met berge en see wat soos legkaartstukke in mekaar pas om ‘n landskap te vorm waar ‘n mens tussen hierdie enorme stukke deur kan kronkel wat oortrek is met eiesoortige fynbos en plante. Die pragtigste tuinroetes en die uitsig vanaf die berge wat enige mens sal laat snak na asem.

Daar is niks soos die bosveld nie! Die doringbome en bosse die plat grasvlaktes met hier en daar ‘n klipkoppie sal altyd aan my hartsnaar trek. Die karoo is ‘n uitsig van verlange en nostalgie wat deur Niemansland seker die beste beskryf word.

Die Drakensberge en die Soutpansberge wat die horison vorm so ver soos die oog kan sien en oortrek is met grasvelde, bome, sandsteenkranse en rotsformasies. Watervalle en glashelder poele wat verfrissing bring deur net daarna te kyk…

Daar is niks soos ‘n reën storm wat oor die vlaktes van die ou Westransvaal aan gestorm kom nie. Die wind wat eers saggies oor jou streel en met jou hare speel en dan al sterker en vinniger waai en jy voel dat jy saam met dit oor die vlaktes gaan uitbars…

Dit is maar net ‘n stukkie van die bekoring wat ons land bied, maar dit sal my altyd nader aan my Skepper bring omdat net Hy die enorme legkaartstukke inmekaar kon pas om so ‘n wêreld tot stand te bring…

‘n Psalm van Dawid. Gee aan die HERE, o hemelinge, gee aan die HERE eer en sterkte! Gee aan die HERE die eer van sy Naam; aanbid die HERE in heilige sieraad!

Die stem van die HERE is op die waters, die God van eer donder; die HERE is op die groot waters. Die stem van die HERE is met krag; die stem van die HERE is met heerlikheid. Die stem van die HERE breek seders; ja, die HERE verbreek die seders van die Libanon; en Hy laat hulle opspring soos ‘n kalf, die Libanon en Sirjon soos ‘n jong buffel. Die stem van die HERE slaan daar vuurvlamme uit. Die stem van die HERE laat die woestyn bewe; die HERE laat die woestyn van Kades bewe. Die stem van die HERE laat die takbokke lam en maak die bosse kaal; maar in sy paleis sê elkeen: Heerlikheid! Die HERE het gesit oor die Watervloed; ja, die HERE sit as Koning tot in ewigheid. Die HERE sal sy volk sterkte gee, die HERE sal sy volk seën met vrede.
(Psalms 29:1-11.)

Die langpad…

Ek was hierdie naweek by ‘n troue op Musina…
Dit was ‘n lang pad gewees met pragtige natuurskoon en uitroepe van drome en herinneringe…

Ek was diep verlore in die samevloei van herinneringe en verlange. Die oop vlaktes en dan die berge het my weggevoer tussen die groen glans en smarag beelde soos ‘n arend wat afduik en tussen die bome en plant verdwyn. Sag is die groen wat my omvou soos ‘n moskombers en dan… hard en koud is die kristal van smarag wat teen my druk en plek plek diep deur die vel sny… ‘n rooi druppel bloed wat stadig teen die koue smarag af loop en dan effens verbruin en verdroog soos die lewe daaruit verdwyn…

Drome en verlange wat saamgesmelt verander in die verfkwas van Pierneef soos die kunswerke voor my elke detail uitbasuin!

Dit is dan al wat oorbly – die rus en vrede wat net hier gevind kan word, in die asemrowende prag van Sy handewerk…

En dit alles word meer as net die moeite werd, hierdie langpad van my.