LIEFDE SONDER VELKLEUR

Terwyl die son water trek en die nuwe seisoen se blare begin blom, groen op die takke van die groot akker boom, weet ek dat die son weer sal terugkeer na 'n warm uitputtende straalsterkte dag. Die Jakaranda blomme word sag deel van die Voortrekker laan en dan, dan sien ek hoe die menslikheid, een vir een die spesialiteit van elke blaar vertrap, seer maak en verkleinerend agter laat...

Ek hoor die stemme van die daaglikse rasisme en ek wonder..."Wie is jy om te oordeel meneer, wie is jy om met jou seer maak woorde en groot swart skoene die land so skade te doen, Wie is jy om my so op en af te kyk, om my so min te ag... en liewe meneer, wie is jy om die klein swart kinders so eenkant toe te skuif..."

Die woede word stil in my kop en ek weet daar is 'n rede vir dit alles, ons loop koppe na onder en skouers gesak, ons is te bang om op te kyk na die man of vrou wat dalk vir ons sal lag. Ons harte is op die verkeerde plek en daarom sal ek getuig dat God inniglik mooi met my kom werk. Daagliks kyk ek hoe die verkiesing ewe skielik vir almal weer tydelike inkoop geluk bring. Elke party kyk hoe goed hulle die sogenaamde omgee kan oordra en ek sit in my studeerkamer en ek wonder, hoe selfsugtig is die wereld nie... Jy wil wen, maar jy doen dit vir redes ver bo my vermoe. Jy kniel voor 'n God en bely jou sonde maar jy hou nie om met jou sondige leefstyl nie. 

My liewe bruin, wit, swart of enige kleur mens wat ek ken...

Ek is nie kwaad vir die verlede nie, ek is nie teleurgesteld in jou doen en late voor 1994 nie... JA, jy is reg ek het nie 'n idee hoe erg dit moes wees nie, want ek is 'n demokratiese baba. Ek is nie bang vir die verlede nie, ek is nie hartseer of bly daaroor nie, WANT ek is net 19 en my drome is soveel meer as om te dwaal in die verlede..

Dewald Wassefall sing in sy bekende Afrikaanse lied, Gebore om te lewe, die volgende

"Ons is gebore om te lewe
Met 'n reg om te bestaan
Te droom en te vergewe
Maar ons het langs die pad verdwaal"

Ek het geen behoefte daaraan om jou te oordeel oor jou verlede nie, maar asseblief my enigste vraag is.. "Verstaan asseblief dat ek nie jou treur gesig wil sien terwyl ek opstaan elke oggend om jou lewe te verander nie,"Ek wil jou lief he ten spyte van jou velkleur, terspyte van jou verlede.." 

Die Jakaranda blom weer die soetste pers en my hart is weer heel. Die natuur se skoonheid is so mooi en suiwer deel van die groter dorp. Die voortrekker straat is nou net Swellendam se hoofstraat en ek is so dankbaar vir vandag,..

Vandag 'n nuwe seisoen

Vandag is 'n nuwe siesoen vol van vars beminde blommetjies en bome se stompe wat deur die jare se seisoene steeds staande bly. Vandag is 'n goeie dag.

Skrywer: Marize Hayes

Ek sien weer gevlegte strooi hoedens, chirpende vlerkies en sonneblomme se gesiggies wat stadig maar seker draai. Die wasbleek baba blou lug staar in die verte in en die bome blom weer van die groen blare. In die middel van die gekleurde blomme tuin staan 'n verouderde jong tannie, besig om die water van die lewe oor die donker bruin, amper swart grond te gooi. Sy trek dan haar handskoene uit en streel saggies oor die varkblom se blaar. Dan glimlag sy tevrede en gaan maak vir haar 'n koppie tee met dieselfde hande wat al reeds rykdom gevoel het en armoede groot gemaak het.  Dan bewonder ek weer die skoenlapper se soene taal wat net verby vlieg en dan op 'n geel eenvoudige blommetjie gaan sit, sy wit arendse vlerke wapper en dan weer gou vlieg na die volgende soetssoenblom.

Jy sien, ek bewonder elke dag se skoonheid en reinheid so in die midde van die wonderwerker se drome. Dan sien ek die groot besigheidsman en die wereld word eweskielik net weer mens.
Die wiele los 'n streep net na die stopstraat bordjie en die geld val so wisselvallig op elke kras woord wat verkeerd was. Die belangrikheid van ons Liefde word soos Romeo en Juliet op verkeerde besluite gebasseer. Ons mis die punt van die intieme en diep geloof wat binne ons reeds is. Ons verkoop ons glimlagte asof dit in 1780 gemaak is, maar ons gemoed leef ons asof ons reeds fosiele is.

Ons raak te gou te vinnig vasgevang in wat mense se doen en late ons gee om te wees. Ek leer vandag meer van myself as wat ek vir ander kan leer.
Ons lewens is in kontras met wie ons se ons is...

Wees net jouself, want teen die einde is ons geliefd deur die wat jou wil lief he. Ons is gevorm om te groei en te leer uit die negatiewe en die positiewe.
Elke dag gee vir jou die geleentheid om na God toe te draai, nie soos jy moet wees nie, maar net soos wat jy is... want niemand is soos hul moet wees nie.

"I dare you to trust that I love you, just as you are."

Vandag se blommekind is deel van vandag se seisoen. Waardeer mekaar, sien die bloeisels en ruik die vars geur van die groen nuwe sukspens aan die verouderde boom.
en Onthou :

Jy is die lewe in iemand se dag vandag. Jy is hier vir 'n rede!
Geniet vandag

Life after Love

Writer- Marize Hayes

What is right and what is wrong, Is it okay to cry or do I have to be strong?
When will the light be bright again or will the darkness be a forever stain...
I am in love with the dictionary world
The day rose and the sun blocked my way to heaven
There were trees and boiling water running from the top of the mountain to the water sanctuary..
Will I ever be thankful enough
I sat down at the end of the road watching my life passing my dreams and running around for mankind.
There is truth in silence
Beauty in time
and
a God in my life.

I stared at the open window wondering and believing that God will make a way if it is His will.
So much people ask so many questions and I'm tired of explaining. I'm tapped out, there is no more where I come from, There is only where God wants me to go. 

God's plan is my journey, but not even halve of it. God's plan is determination, belief, trust, loyalty, grace, forgiveness, treasure, acceptance, courageous and mighty.

You see, I firmly believe that life is not a game range, we are not here to just enjoy the view, we are here to love and look after the view.   We must be obedient and for-fill with everlasting living water.
As much as you give, you must force yourself to drink some as well,  because in the end it's not your decision what happens next but you do have a choice to do what is right or what is wrong. 

So then...

God took my hand, held it firmly, staring into the deep deep blue skies, "You are worthy of it all,
you are good enough, you are capable of changing lives, you are my gift to this world and I love you"
So Jesus died on the cross and I just a simple little child crying at His feet...
I wondered If I would ever see Him again because I new He would never give up on us. 

"For God loved the world so much that He gave His only son...."

God awakened my soul, He made me fall in love with His unconditional eternal renewal  LOVE. SO it is true, there is such thing as the perfect Love, You just have to fall in love with Him first.

So as I sit at the end of the road, throwing stones in to the water of life, watching my life pass by, God stood right next to me, he pulled my up and encouraged me to never stop walking, "TO NEVER GIVE UP" because there is life after Love!

There is truth in being humble, there is beauty in imperfection, there is love in laughter and there is a God who walks with me every single day.

Do not let fear make you doubt in who you are: 

What if I fall? "Owh but my darling what if you FLY.."

Dearest Mom "In loving memory of Mrs Patel"

Today, I wrote a letter in emotion of a dearest friend who's mother past away...
In memory of Mrs. Patel a legend!

Mrs Patel and her Daughter Mishka

Dearest Mom

From day one I loved you. As I saw the sparkle you had in your eyes when I was born, I couldn't help but to LOVE the most beautiful person in the world. You helped me with everything I've done and you learned me to appreciate what I have. We laugh together, we cry together...Together we are in love forever. Mom, there was times that I cried when we fought, but together with my tears you always learned me something about life. God gave me a inspiration of beauty, perfection and being a Queen the day when He gave me you. 

You are and will always be my Queen of hope and grace. 
Mom, you learned me to fight fearless with dignity and compassion. You made me who I am today. 
You gave me something that no money, gold or anyone could ever give me...You gave me the opportunity to conquer anything I want to. You believed in me every step of the way and you always supported my choices. 

Today
I'm lost in tears but still strong in God's word. You lightened my word with all the colors  of the rainbow. You ARE the shiniest and greatest star in heaven tonight. From now on, you live in peace without any world fear. You are probably dancing with the Great and singing with the angels of God's wonder choir. 

We are deeply and to the most utterly emotion torn inside, but I'll treasure all of our beautiful moments together FOREVER.

and mom
Thank you for always believing in my wildest dreams, thank you for fighting and learning me to reach me dreams, THANK YOU MOM for being the most beautiful person I have ever seen.

I will never forget you

All my love

Die Pottebakker se genade

Skrywer: Marize Hayes

Hierdie is my hart...

"You are loved."

"You are born out of Love."

"You are created because of love."

"You are perfect because Love, loved you."

"You are loved, because His Love will NEVER FAIL you."

"YOU ARE LOVED!"

Genade is vir God alleen om te gebruik. Genade het my vry gemaak van mense. Genade is meer as net lewe of dood. God se genade is SYNE! 

Ek luister baie hoe mense gesels oor God se genade, Dan wonder ek, waarom dan net God se genade oor sekere mense...Die norm is ons mag nooit vrae vra nie, want dan skep ons twyfel in 'n ongelowige se hart. 

-Jy wens altyd dat dinge anders was. Jy onthou net dit wat jy wil onthou en vergeet wat onbelangrike wonders al in jou lewe beteken het. Ons kan praat en sing en baie lag. Dit is die warm gevoel woorde wat my iewers terug vat na dit wat ek net nie kan vergeet nie, na dit wat my lewe deel gemaak het van God se Liefde. Jy is invloedryk aan aanvaarding, maar jy vergeet om eder invloedryk te wees aan Jesus se stem. Ek sien jou liefde wat jy het, ek ervaar jou diepte en soms dan wil ek net nog meer saam met jou lag. 

Dan wonder ek oor genade...Hoe lank nog hier op aarde...U goedheid is so groot Vader...Is dit nog dae, maande of jare...Twyfel ek of is en net opreg onseker...Is dit vir die beste, goed of die beter...

VANDAG IS ANDERS

Skrywer Marize Hayes

Dit was 'n sonskyn dag en iewers tussen kamera's en wit lappe het ek myself weer gevind in die stilte van elke glimlag. Ek wou nog altyd staar in die diepte  en weet dis deel van die groter prentjie. Ek wou nog altyd glo dat eendag vandag is en dat more my nie mag terug hou nie. Ek is stil en vertrou dat God my verstaan maar steeds... Vandag is anders. Vandag is iets waaroor ek wonder en ek wens jy kon verstaan hoe ek voel. Ek wens jy kon glo dat jy goed genoeg is. Dan proe ek die bitter swart koffie en ek weet Vandag is slegs dag 1. Ek luister na die groet stem van 'n vreemdeling en ek hoor die hello van iemand wat nooit weer my vertroue sal wen nie. Sal die heelal ooit tevrede wees met wie ek VANDAG is.  Sal nommers ALTYD ouer word en sal die wind my weer kom haal en veilig vat na die mense wat my verstaan. Ek sit en drink nou my koppie koffie en ek staar inverwondering na gelowiges so klein gelowig. Die wete dat ek ook soms bang is, bang vir opgee dat ek dit eder nooit doen nie. Ek hou so maklik vas aan wat kan wees dat ek eder my blind hou vir God se plan. Ek wonder te veel oor ander se drome dat ek my eie menswees prys gee. Ek is nie volmaak nie, maar ek strewe na meer as net "As ek eendag oud is" .

"GOD HET MY NIE GEROEP OM IN TE PAS NIE!"
Agter elke toe deur elke aand is daar woorde wat vlieg, soos die van skinder liefhebbers, soos die van die nagmaal, soos die van die tronk tralies en dan soos die van Die Bybel. God sal altyd verstaan ten spyte van jou trane, ten spyte van jou woorde wat min word en jou pienk wangetjies wat jammer voel vir wie jy is. Ten spyte van elke dag se wit leuntjie SAL GOD VANDAG DAAR WEES, Hy is altyd daar. Ek bly tog net mens en my stories verlore tussen die huisloses en die kastele. 


VANDAG is my huislose dag tussen die kastele van my God se Koninkryk. Hoe sal jy ooit verstaan wat ek verduidelik as my woorde so teen die grens van armoede le. Dit alles raak minder, en dan raak God se liefde meer as genoeg om te verstaan waarom my woordeboek nog nooit stil geword het nie. God gee om of dit goed gaan en of dit vandag voel soos jou laaste, of jy hartseer of baie bly is, God gee altyd om.

Jy is nie net nog 'n mens in VANDAG se leefstyl nie. Jy is waardevol en vandag se kind. Jou Konings glimlag is goed genoeg om VANDAG te verander. Wees jouself en weet jou hart is God se huis.

Forever VICTORIOUS

Writer- Marize Hayes

As I sat down and stared at the fairly virtue of you I realized you are precious.
You are as beautiful as you think you are, as wise as you know you are and as honest as your face can tell me. So then I looked at the mask you wear and I worried... Why are you so independent though so scared. You want to be the best you can be but you are afraid to be the real you.
You see, you can be as perfect as the sun or as bright as the moon but to be Victorious until eternity you have to believe in Love. Love that is unfailing, forever and FREE!

You are VICTORIOUS! You are powerful beyond measure! You are capable of  shining like a diamond and being an example of LIVING FEARLESS!

Look at yourself. Look in the mirror and you'll find a sparkle so utterly courageous. You were meant to be EXTRAORDINARY! You are not just someone, you are capable of being the best YOU and you have to believe it.
I can write and talk and tell BUT the choice is yours if you want to listen and TRUST that you are a phenomenal WOMAN!

Tell yourself that you are worthy of so much more,

You are loved, you are special and YOU ARE MEANT TO BE FOREVER VICTORIOUS. 

Now don't you forget that!

-Yours faithfully

Limitless Lifebook writer

 "For it's not the mountains or the oceans we have to conquer, it is indeed ourselves.

You choose!

Writer- Marize Hayes

As the dust and the land of beauty struck me with it's imperfection I realised how painful the crime and poverty in South Africa is. It's like being killed, yet I'm still alive. My words and very few emotion can't even work together this very morning. Why are we so blind for our own mistakes! Why can't we just realise how important respect and living in peace is!

Yesterday brought me a destination to today and tomorrow, well to tomorrow will be my journey towards the next day! When will we stop living only to survive. We have to live for so much more... so why is it that everything I say is in contras towards this world! I never knew "living the dream" goes together with hating the people, making money and being filthy rich!
If that is what "living the dream" is to you, then maybe you need a new dream! Then maybe you have to understand that dreams may stay dreams, and reality is that your dream is not suitable in this world because you see in the end we are not just part of this world to survive, we are here to create, cherish, apply, borrow, care, be cared for, change, take chance and to be valued by God.
You are a precious person, so love yourself.
You are an example to many, so live to change lives.
You are an extraordinary human being, so take chances.

Just become the beauty of being YOURSELF because in the end it's not about you, but because of you that this world is what it will become and you have the coin in your hand! It's either going to be heads or tails.

Negative or positive?
I Choose POSITIVE while I now it is not the easiest decision to make but for my country I WILL!

Make your choice...

Dear world guest

Writer- Marize Hayes

I woke up this morning and as the sun bloomed in my room I was bombard by this question coming from nowhere.Why do we want peace but we still give life the opportunity to choose whether it will be approved or disapproved?

We live in a world full of questions, trafficking, hatred, different believe structures, crime, politics, racial issues and people with low self esteem. Why?
When will we ever give ourselves a chance in life to stand for what is right. To live in peace with one another, to love and cherish what God gave us. Here's the thing...We were not born to create conflict and hate just because we can. It doesn't matter from where you are, it's about who you are that will change this world! It's about being positive and work with the negative so that you can be the change this world needs. We need you to be an example so that the world will follow you.

You see, sometimes in life we miss the point about why we are who we are. You get to chose who you want to be and making the right decision is not always easy but it's possible.
We want to bring peace to this world and so many "famous ones" once stood strong to change this world, but then they fall back again because they gave up in what they believe in. They leveled the needs and wants this world could give them. How many times have I heard the answer to the following question. "Why do you want to be, (miss world, miss universe, miss Earth....?" Because I want peace for this world, and I believe I can do it! So, when are you starting to live and create space for peace in this world!?

We have to stop talking and start doing, start living, changing, inspiring, motivating, creating  and bring peace! The best place to start is with yourself...

So, dear guest of this world

I know it's not that easy, but it is possible. I realize that life is not going to change because we want it to, life is going to change because God wants us to grow and develop the beauty of His Kingdom.
 You are worthy of it all. get yourself out there and take a chance. It's better to try and be part of something incredible than to sit and believe.. You actually have to DO and HELP!

So, as the night blew a fairly well known comment on my deepest desires, I realized that this world is a better place than we could ever imagine...

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A princess you are my dearly beloved prostitute friend

Writer-Marize Hayes

So today I bought myself a crown and as life gave me the opportunity to be who I want to be I decided to be the best princess I can be. I stared at the rain drops forming a pool of water.
I had a cup of tea and then I started...

Good day ladies and gentlemen

Today as I got the honor to be princess, I firmly believe you don't have any excuse but to join me in my realistic fairytale of beauty. You get to choose who you want to be as long as you stay true to yourself. I've learned that being gorgeous is not about the clothes you wear or the shoes you have on, it's about being yourself and loving yourself in every possible way.

I would like to share a story as it is part of testifying my way of living to Love.
One day, not so long ago I sat next to a woman and she happened to be a prostitute. It happened so that I bought a coke for myself and for this lovely lady sitting next me on a public chair in 'n small town called, Swellendam. The two of us stared at the cars that drove by and the people passing us without any smiles or thought of love. Then all of a sudden she said one thing to me.."I would like to meet a princess one day"
My words struggled to reach her ears as the tears made my heart warm... I couldn't utter a word. I walked away without saying anything...We shared tears as we also drank our cokes together but that was it. As I walked into my house that night I cried and cried and cried...

Today, one of my desires is to meet up with this woman again just to tell her, SHE IS THE PRINCESS! The thing is, life took so much from her that she can not think of herself as a princess, do we ever see ourselves as beautiful and as perfect as God wants us to be?
Why don't we just feel like a princess FOREVER! Guess what...You are unique, you are kind, you are gentle, you are special and you are loved! That pretty much makes you a princess, God's little princess. He loves you, and He need you to know it!

I'm going to be a princess for the rest of my life, just because I want to serve and be served, I want to love, help, make dreams come true and feed the ones in need. I want to sit next to prostitutes and tell them how special they are. I want to tell raped girls that YOU ARE STILL LOVED AND BEAUTIFUL! I want to give hope to the hopeless and peace to the restless, I am going to!

The day you were born, God gave life to His princess and somewhere else He decided to give life to a prince who will love and cherish you. Now, I don't now if you already met your prince but you will as long as you stay true to yourself and love yourself as much as God love you! Remember being a princess is not always about wearing the crown, it's about being worthy of so much more, and YOU ARE!

So, dearly beloved, as I stared at the raindrops forming a puddle of wonder, I realized with every drop of your beauty at the end you will realize how amazingly stunning you are with all your flaws.



[You can go check out and vote for His little princess or enter yourself, because you are beautiful in all your ways."- (http://voorbladgesig.sarie.com/entries/marize-hayes/ )]
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South Africa, I'll stand for you

Writer - Marize Hayes

Just as the moon got caught up in life I realized how much I miss the days when I could run around in the streets late at night and visiting my friends across the road without any fear of being "taken"  .. I found perfection in all the imperfect ways. Where there is a will, there is a way. I stumbled and I fell but every time I stand back up and I know, there is a bigger plan than I can ever imagine.

My dearly beloved

Should I say life is a fairly well known Monopoly game or do you rather prefer I call it my territory. I have this dream, this amazing plan and vision for South Africa, but it flows from love and ambition. I fell in love with the beauty of my country. I'm not scared so I will not stand back and watch how this precious  light house in my life is ruined by mankind. There is no way that crime and cruelty will rule South Africa! There for I am ready to stand up for what I believe in. 

Do you know that the day you were born, someone very special gave birth to a miracle. A dream became true the day YOU WERE BORN! Don't dim your light houses light, because the people in this world need you to lead them to the right direction. They need to now where their little dream can be accomplished and that you are there for them no matter what. Life will knock you down but it's still your decision if you are going to get back up and fight for what you believe in or are you going to stay grounded for the rest of your life! When I say grounded i mean... "Are you going to let life punish you and put you in a corner because you tried something new, or because you wanted to believe in something God gave you with compassion to create, build and keep sustainable?"

Here's the thing... I will not back down or sit and watch how time takes part in a role while reality is not part of some sort of a play developed by mankind. I will face the restless and broken, I will bring light where there seem to be no direction and I will testify about the things I believe in.

Therefor, I believe in love, I believe in change and to create a journey. I take chances and bring hope to those in need. My greatest desire is not to fail nor to give up, but my greatest desire is for you to understand life as it is and protect it, as it must still become for what it was created to be.

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Jou kanker glimlag

Afrikaanse skrywer- Marize Hayes

Dan sien ek die donker kringe waarmee jou oe praat. Die min hare wat vir my reeds ietsie van jou se. Ek luister na die diep gesprekke wat jy wil deel, maar jou woorde is niks minder as stof. Min nog meer sal my liefde kan terug staan vir jou gebroke mense taal. 

Liefste vrou

Ek bewonder jou. Ek kyk op na jou seer en ongemak. Ek voel my vroulikheid word deel van jou en dan, dan is ons sinne wat in tale vertolk word en ewe skielik is ek in kontak met jou. Met jou emosies. Jy voel minder as niks en jy wil net vasgehou, lief gehe en waardeer word. Niemand mag 'n skewe woord praat nie en jy wil stil wees en nie baie praat nie. Jy wil jouself gaan vind en nuut, alles oor begin. Jou eie bladsy, skoon met kleurvolle penne inkleur en iets skets wat net jy sal verstaan, want jy voel leeg en hoop was al lankal buite jou woordeskat.

Sal jy met jou kanker glimlag weer vrede in my hart kom spreek en sal jy weer 'n pasient van liefde kan wees. Sal jou menswees weer heel kan word en sal jy lag, net om die lewe 'n tweede kans te gee... My kanker liefdes vrou, sal jy omgee as ek vra dat jou woorde nie so min moet raak en sal jy "okay" wees daarmee as ek se, dat ek jou hart bewonder en innerlik diep vir altyd lief sal he. 

Tot dan hoop ek jy word heel, stukkie vir stukkie van binne, sodat jou glimlag my weer stories van lank lank gelede kan vertel...

My meisiekind

Afrikaanse skrywer- Marize Hayes

Dan luister ek na die woorde van herhaling en ek bewonder die wonderwerk wat vandag gebore is.  "Sy is so mooi, sy is so mooi." Tog moes sy nooit gelewe het nie. Al die ligte gaan af en my kerse die ene laventel. Ek neem kennis van innerlike liefde en 'n gevoel wat niemand sal verstaan nie. Sal ons ooit die Liefde kan verstaan... Sal ons ooit ten volle weet waaroor die lewe gaan. Lande vol van mense en planete vol wonders, maar die dag toe jy my meisiekind gebore was het ek meer verstaan as van tevore. Ek wou nie meer weet hoe die sterre tot bestaan gekom het of hoe die natuur homself kan versorg nie. Ek wou jou net lief he, want dit was vir my meer as genoeg.

Jou soene en stywe hand drukkie het my kuis gemaak in 'n kamer van eensaamheid, die dag toe jy jou ogies oop gemaak het en diep in my oe in gestaar het, het ek getwyfel of jy weet wie ek is... maar vandag weet ek dat jy weet! Letters en woorde, name en simbole...steeds geen noemnaam vir ons meisiekind! Reenboots meisie of dalk ons eie kaalvoet nooi, maar vir nou is jy ons prinses met natuurlike skoonheid opgetooi.

Ek onthou jou dimpels as jy glimlag en jou diep oe wat jong stories met my wou deel. Dan luister ek, en al wat ek hoor is die taal van jou onbekende woorde, ag ek noem dit sommer jou kinder taal. Ek wou vele kere net lag vir jou besonderse soete stem, so suiwer kind en tale van ons gegeurde wind.

Woorde soos sand en dans soos die van die reen-

Sal jy in die wereld, net jouself bly!?

Dan dans ek weer sommer so in die middel van Stellenbosch se parkeer area en ek besef hoe besonders die hart van vriende is. Ek sien hoe God se grootheid deel uit maak van Victoria straat se grote bome en die natuur wat vriendelik groet net om te sê dat jy veilig moet wees. Die skadu van die menslikheid weerspieël die grootheid van God. Ek sien soveel meer in jou as afgerammelde woorde en sinnelose gesprekke.

Liewe Mens

Jou vandag is die rede vir God se glimlag. Ek slaap soms niks en dis nie omdat ek nie moeg is nie, dis net omdat ek te veel het om te sê. Nou praat ek met God en dan skryf ek ook soms. En dan, elke dag vang ek my sinne se einde en dan was dit nooit ek nie…

Die lig word helder en die werklikheid is nou deel van my stem. Sal dit nie net so mooi wees om deel te wees van woorde wat lei na ‘n Hemel, ‘n Huis wat gemaak is net vir jou nie... Sal jou hartklop my nie kan deel maak van dit wat jy voel nie? Soos my vingers op die verskeie letters druk en die woorde deel word van ‘n lee wit bladsy besef ek dat dit wat ek skryf niks te doen het met wie ek is nie, maar wie God my gemaak het. Jy sien, ons wil die fout gaan vind in die eenvoud van iemand en dan wil jy beter wees… Jy wil soms net huil en ander kere lag, maar jy wil self besluit wanneer is die regte tyd daarvoor. Dis die belangrikheid van jou koue woordelose woorde wat my diep laat dink en dan skrik ek wakker en ek weet, ek is tevrede. Maar wat as jy nie tevrede is nie, en as jy nie is nie, hoekom nie? Wat maak jou ongelukkig en as ek  kon sê dat ek wil luister, sal jy regtig praat…

Dan kyk ek af na die grond, ek sien sand, klippies en sommige glas stukkies dan besef ek ons lewe draai net rondom die glas stukkies, want ons sien so negatief. Ons persepsie van die lewe het ons verloor in ‘n ou plaasdam.

Ons wil skoon en vars water uit deel, maar ons vergeet om die water te filtreer en skoon te maak. Ek en jy is soms so haastig om net klaar te maak wat ons begin het, maar het ons dan ooit begin as ons so haastig moet eindig. Het tyd werklik so ‘n groot rol gespeel in die daaglikse soektog na geluk. Dan vra ek myself af: “As vandag my laaste dag was, sou ek tevrede wees…?”

My antwoord is oortuigend JA! Ek het vir jou ontmoet en dit het my dag gemaak. Ek het ‘n foto geneem saam met jou, ja jy wat die buurtwag is en tot 7h, die oggend, op aand diens is en dit was die hoogtepunt van my aand. Ek het gesit op ‘n sypaadjie, ek het selfies geneem saam met ‘n goeie vriend, roomys geëet, koffie gedrink en ek het gelag uit my maag uit vir woorde wat eg Stellenbosch is. Ek het geskryf op ‘n klip en van voor af lief geword vir woorde. 

So, as jy wonder en jou hart is nie oortuig van die lewe nie, dan wil ek he jy moet weet dat God met liefde na jou kyk en trots is op wie JY is. Hy is trots op jou taal wat jy praat en jou menswees wat altyd glimlag. My liewe mens, God is lief vir jou ten spyte van...
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