From Glory to Glory

    **The glorious Butterfly Brightly coloured Shimmering Stardust On its elusive Wings Recall Childhood days loving this Creature Every girl's Heart Covets this Wonder Only to Capture Its Flighty Beauty In Glass jars... Now Trapped My own Heart Now Saddened By my own Desire Touching its Glitter Rubbing off On Guilty hands Owning its Prey Dying Slowly The Once Free Now a Slave To Selfish Whims ** Tanya (Potts) Arendse (2009) Words cannot express how much I miss my sister. She was such a huge part of my life, such a huge part of me. Three years ago today she went to be with the Lord. I take heart and know that I will be united with her one day, for eternity, but until that day comes I will always miss her sweet presence in my life… Tanya I still grieve the loss of your presence in our lives. I miss our chats on the couch, your chocolate muffins, your good advice, your sarcastic jokes and glorious intellect. I miss your beautiful face and smile. I m...

  Some people touch our lives only briefly While others leave a lasting impression and are never forgotten One of our most beloved television and radio personalities passed away, at the age of 46, on the morning of Sunday 19 May 2013, due to a heart attack. As South Africa mourns, I fondly remember how every morning getting ready for work used to be such a pleasure due in part to his breakfast news show co hosted with Leanne Manas. With his infectious laugh and awesome fun personality he made the breakfast show enjoyable. The lovely chemistry of fun and respect between him and Leanne was always a pleasure to watch. We will miss the “sharp sharp eita da” at the end of each show as well as the funny way he used to say “goeie genade”… Rest in peace Vuyo Mbuli you will be forever loved and remembered and sorely missed.  

I have been in a strange sort of mood, a sad grieving kind of mood… Every moment of every day the obvious void screams loud and louder still… Time will heal; they say… it will get better with every day… True lie THAT is, it does not, it does not fade away… It remains strong and stronger still, overwhelms and overpowers, this grief I feel… Maybe I will get better in living with it, maybe… Maybe I will be stronger in holding it, maybe… Today real and now, I grieve and grieve and grieve… Yes God fills my life with love and strength yet from this holed heart it seeps and I am empty once again… I am in a strange mood, a grieving kind of mood…   Vanessa Fortune 7/5/2013   She is a friend of mind. She gather me, man. The pieces I am, she gather them and give them back to me in all the right order. It's good, you know, when you got a woman who is a friend of your mind. Toni Morrison Read more at http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/authors/...

https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7J53nf0f-nxj7R-joLVoElz1Soq3cVXlaqamr1viM38JjWAfwFwkXiOVL4wWNGfeTWx5DdcEwACC3RSmWIkIGo-QNiowahXiJuMIBBTa4pC1uTvXDlAeb95HvQ0W0btAOExwkxX4M-HI/s1600/bird+cage+013.JPG I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings The free bird leaps on the back of the wind and floats downstream till the current ends and dips his wings in the orange sun rays and dares to claim the sky. But a bird that stalks down his narrow cage can seldom see through his bars of rage his wings are clipped and his feet are tied so he opens his throat to sing. The caged bird sings with fearful trill of the things unknown but longed for still and its tune is heard on the distant hill for the caged bird sings of freedom The free bird thinks of another breeze and the trade winds soft through the sighing trees and the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright lawn and he names the sky his own. But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams his shadow...

  This morning I am feeling so overwhelmed with the love and peace of God which in itself is amazing because only just yesterday I was overwhelmed by circumstances I found myself in. Feelings of doubt and fear started creeping in, thoughts of doom and disaster ran a marathon through my mind and panic set in. God gently whispered “Be STILL… and KNOW that I am GOD”… Instantly and inexplicably a peace that no rational or logic could explain flooded my mind, heart and situation. The Spirit of God quieted my soul within me and my mind followed… I spontaneously began to worship God. I praised HIM… and in my praising and my worshipping, He began to reveal the truth about my situation. With the words from a song written and performed by Israel Houghton and New Breed, God ministered peace and hope to my heart… If you find yourself confused, panicked and overwhelmed by your own thoughts of doubt and fear, or by what you see in your circumstances, sing a song of praise. Praise and ...

  Growing up I used to be, what would be considered, a plain Jane (never really liked make-up or dressing up). I would only make the effort for special occasions. My sister on the other hand NEVER went out the door without first "making the effort" to dress properly, put on make-up, accessorize appropriately, hair always perfect. She was well known and sometimes even teased by friends and family about her need to always be perfectly coiffed...   When Tanya died in 2010 of Ovarian Cancer, my life changed significantly and permanently... Not long after she passed on, I looked at my pale face in the mirror and decided as an "ode to Tanya" I would "make the EFFORT" to look better...    Now as I go through my morning ritual of getting dressed and putting on make-up etc I am always thinking of her, and feel her approving... Although there are far more profound lessons and memories my sisters life and existance has brought to my life... This...