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(Note to readers: This testimony was written before the lockdown occurred) In light of the current threat and the potential consequences of the corona virus, I was asked to share my story about the effects of the recession in 2008.…
Probably an insignificant day for most, but a day of double importance and real meaning to me. Firstly our country was founded on 6 April 1652 when Jan van Riebeeck arrived at the Cape of Storms, and it became known…
I was born in April and soon after my parents moved to a small town where I later started school. The example that my parents lived was of a loving relationship, respecting each other, showing affection, dealing with differences in…
Rejected…Enslaved by food…Delivered I would like to share my journey of rejection, enslavement and later deliverance with you, eventually getting to the happy ending of freedom in Christ. This was a journey laced with God’s Grace throughout. My life’s journey…
On the 1st of June 2019, early in the morning when Chris, my now husband, already left to get started on his work on the farm, my son, Duandre, and I were still at home, getting ready for the day.…
A friend in Botswana, Ngoni Moeti, shared a few of her inspired poems expressing her love for God, with me. These are the personification of her close relationship with Jesus, the Living Word: Hope you are able to read…
There is a little girl, she wears glasses and has braces. Should she take off her glasses you would notice her squint but if you should stop and look closer, you would see Jesus in her eyes – the Man…
My parents were pensioners residing in Villiers, a small town in the Free State Province of South Africa. My dad, Jannie, was 76 years old and my mother, Mollie, was 72 years old. On the 25th of January 2001 at…
When I was a child, I thought the key to survival in a not always pleasant world would be to shut off my emotions. It made me feel more powerful to be able to mask my emotions, especially as I…
During a Sunday service I felt the prompting of the Holy Spirit – “Where is sister Kotze?” (a colleague of mine). Thinking that she will be seated in her usual spot, I turned but she was absent. The Spirit prompted…
