MEETING ARCHBISHOP (EMERITUS) DESMOND TUTU!

Photo courtesy of William Carter

Photo courtesy of William Carter

We have a visiting student from Princeton Theological Seminary, United States, who is doing an internship at our church, Mowbray Presbyterian Church, for eleven weeks.

His name is William D. Carter III, and we are really glad that God sent him to South Africa!

He preached for the first time in our church on the 31st May on the topic of  ‘Spontaneous Worship’. He was smartly dressed in a suit and bow tie and his style of dress has set a good example for our youth.  During his sermon he burst into song, ‘This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine’, and soon had the whole congregation singing and clapping along.  I speak under correction, but as far as I know, this was the first time in the history of the church that a visiting pastor burst into song in the middle of his sermon.  It was great and added so much to the context of his sermon.

This past Sunday, William did the All Age talk.

He recounted that when he was a child he loved to watch cartoons.  Superman was his hero and he longed to meet him.  Then came Batman and he also wished he could have met him.  As he grew older he learnt about Nelson Mandela in South Africa and longed to be able to meet him.  Nelson Mandela was imprisoned for 27 years by the South African apartheid government. His only ‘crime’ was wanting equal rights for all races in South Africa.  He was released from prison in 1990 and spearheaded the abolition of apartheid. In 1994 he became South Africa’s first black president.

William would also love to meet the present president of the United States, Barack Obama.  Sadly, that has not happened yet.

There was another man he longed to meet and that was the Archbishop (Emeritus) of Cape Town, Desmond Tutu.  Desmond Tutu was awarded the Nobel Peace Prize in 1984 for his efforts in resolving and ending apartheid.

On June 12th, William attended a service at the St George’s Cathedral in Cape Town.  As he describes it, he sat next to a lady who started chatting to him.  She asked him whether he would like to read the scripture before the service.  He said sure and then looked up and saw Bishop Tutu.  In his words:

This morning I had the distinct privilege to read scripture at St. George’s Cathedral, Cape Town in a service lead by Bishop Desmond Tutu. I am humbled by my experiences!

Afterwards, he got to meet Bishop Tutu and shake hands with him.  He stated, in jest, that he had not washed his hand since!  He also had the privilege of having his photograph taken with the Arch Bishop.

William said that as he stood there, the following verse kept going through his mind

“For I know the plans I have for you’, declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.” Jeremiah 29:11

And it struck him, how awesome our God is.  That God had fulfilled one of his heart’s desires of being able to meet a man  he had long admired and wanted to meet.  Not just to meet him, but to be given the privilege of doing the scripture reading in the service, of shaking hands with this man and then, as a bonus, God threw in a photo of the two of them together!

“Delight yourself in the Lord and He will give you the desires of your heart.  Commit your way to the Lord, trust in Him and He will do this”. (Psalm 37:4)

God has given that promise to each and every one of us – if we delight ourselves in Him, He will give us our heart’s desires.

“There is no passion to be found playing small – in settling for a life that is less than the one you are capable of living”  –
Nelson Mandela

“God’s dream is that you and I and all of us will realize that we are family, that we are made for togetherness, for goodness, and for compassion”  – Archbishop Desmond Tutu

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“WHATEVER MY LOT”

Often when I feel hard done by and discouraged, when nothing seems to be going right and I find myself repeatedly saying to God “Why, Lord?” my thoughts will drift to a man by the name of Horatio Spafford.

He wrote the beautiful hymn “It is well with my soul”.
The first two verses and chorus reads as follows:

When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say,
It is well, it is well with my soul.

It is well (it is well),
with my soul (with my soul),
It is well, it is well with my soul.

Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control,
That Christ hath regarded my helpless estate,
And hath shed His own blood for my soul.

In the 1860’s Spafford was a prominent lawyer in Chicago. He was a wealthy man who had invested a large portion of his wealth in real estate. In 1871 the Great Fire of Chicago decimated the city and destroyed a huge portion of Spafford’s investment.

In 1873,  Spafford and his family decided to take a holiday in England, but he was delayed because of business, so his wife and their four daughters set sail without him. The daughters were aged two, five, nine and eleven.  While crossing the Atlantic their ship collided with another vessel and 226 people lost their lives. All four of his daughters died in the collision. His wife Anna, survived and upon arriving in England she sent him a telegram that began “Saved alone”.

Spafford immediately set sail for England and sailed over the same area where his daughters had lost their lives.  It was on this trip that he composed the words of “It is well with my soul”.

Only a man who knows God intimately and who can cling to God’s love in the amidst of horrific tragedy could have penned those words above.

I can only strive to follow Horatio Spafford’s example when the storms are buffeting my life and cling to the knowledge that as long as I am alive and as long as I choose to confess my faith in God “It is well, it is well with my soul”

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GOD OFTEN SAYS NO – NOT YET!

“Delight yourself in the Lord and He will give you the desires of your heart.  Commit your way to the Lord, trust in Him and He will do this”. (Psalm 37:4)

One of the main desires of my heart is to write and to share with others what a mighty God we serve.  God gave me the following verse to back up this desire!

“This is what the Lord, the God of Israel, says: ‘Write in a book all the words I have spoken to you'”  (Jeremiah 30:2)

I took God at His word and started to write. Once the book was finished I posted it off to three publishers – two of them never bothered to reply and the third one sent me a politely worded rejection letter.  I was devastated.

God, however, knew that the timing was not right and that the manuscript needed far more work done to it.  Six years later I submitted the re-worked book to a partner publisher in America and they accepted it for publication.

And the Lord said to me, “Write my answer on a billboard (tablet, in a book), large and clear, so that anyone can read it at a glance and rush to tell the others. But these things I plan won’t happen right away. Slowly, steadily, surely, the time approaches when the vision will be fulfilled.  If it seems slow, do not despair, for these things will surely come to pass.  Just be patient!  They will not be overdue a single day! (Habakkuk 3:2 & 3)

In hindsight if my book had been accepted first time round it would have been incredibly detrimental to me and to my family.  God knew I would not have been able to cope with the public speaking and exposure that goes hand in hand with having to promote a book.

There was still a lot more healing that had to take place in my life and issues from my past that needed to be dealt with before my story was made public. I needed those years to grow in Him, to learn to rely solely on Him and to trust Him in all things.  I needed that time to realize that God’s timing is always perfect and that He will not allow anything to happen to us – whether good or bad – until the time is right and He has equipped us to deal with the situation.

God is a God of miracles, a God of grace, a God who does give us our heart’s desires if we commit our way to Him and acknowledge Him in all our ways.

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GOD PROVIDES THE MUSIC

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In Psalm 107 the psalmist writes that the Lord “satisfies the thirsty and fills the hungry with good things” (v. 9). He does not simply fill us, He fills us with good things.

A lovely example of how God wants to give us good things and experiences is found in 2 Chronicles. Josiah, who was Hezekiah’s great-great-grandson, started to rebuild buildings the previous kings of Judah had allowed to fall into ruin.
There were many men working on this project, and as they laboured, “the Levites who were skilled musicians played background music while the work progressed” (2 Chronicles 34:12).

This is so wonderful—God cared so much about them He
even provided background music for the labourers!

Extract from ‘God’s Promise for Families’

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I LIVE IN A WORLD THAT TRIES TO SELL ME UMBRELLAS

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How I feel about turning 18

A poem by Amy Curry

There are many reasons I don’t want to turn 18.

One, turning 18 means becoming an adult and I don’t like the way adults seem to look without seeing, inhale without breathing and hear without listening.

Two, I don’t want to finish high school and go to university,  to be honest, I never wanted to even start high school and people are expecting me to go and study after years of this repetitive, uniformed stale air in my life where all my choices were dictated to me.

Three, I don’t actually want my own choices, take them back. I don’t want to make the wrong decision, I don’t want  people to depend on me like a tree depends on the strength of the soil and the nest depends on the strength of the branch and the bird depends on the strength of its wings.

Four, I don’t have wings yet, my stiff fingers have not managed to claw through the cocoon. See they have not even made a scratch because the cocoon is nice, it protects me from student loans, jobs, rent, marriage babies.

Five, I’m still a baby. I cry myself to sleep and when I do sleep, it is in fits of stress and calling out till someone puts me in a crib, sticks a dummy in my mouth so that my voice can not be heard, for my voice is raw and immature, it spills out inked pages groaning from the childish weight of heartbreak, recklessness, fear.

Six, isn’t to be an adult to be strong and unafraid?  Six, take me back to when I was six and the things I was afraid of were hiding under my bed or making monsters out of shadows growling on my wall. My parents could banish my fears with a flick of their watch wristed hands.

Seven, if being a grown up means wearing a watch, I’m not having any of it. Because watches remind me of handcuffs, a constant reminder that you are not free you are a slave to the time of the day. Always checking the time, checking the time means life is going far too rapidly for me to savour the way rain dances,  leaving ballerina footprints on my face, or the sound of carelessness, uncontrolled and teeming over the edge dangerously. And I can’t wish anymore upon clovers and dandelions that my days won’t roll into weeks and years of studying and working, studying and working.

Eight, most watches these days are waterproof, in case the rain soaks it or you decide to go for a 20 minute swim at the gym before a business meeting over coffee with people in suits and the same expression tattooed on their faces.  They’re protected from the feel of water, from exposure.

Nine, I don’t want to be an adult because I don’t plan on living a waterproof life but I’m afraid because I live in a world that tries to sell me umbrellas.

The above poem was written on the eve of Amy’s 18th birthday and contains some excellent reasons why one should not become an adult!

 

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YOU COULD BE THE ANSWER TO YOUR PRAYER

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I have never recognised the fact that I could be the answer to my own prayers!

Below is a portion of Alan Webster’s blog https://qtalan.wordpress.com/2015/06/08/qt-8-6-15/?fb_action_ids=10152842795160636&fb_action_types=news.publishes

“Lord, save the lost…”

There is an intriguing moment in the ministry of Jesus when he sent 70 people to go into the cities with the gospel. He started by telling them to PRAY for workers to be sent out. Then he turned to those who prayed, and said “Go…” They became the answer to their own prayer. This is the most wonderfully dangerous prayer. When we pray for the lost, when we implore the Father to save souls, He expects that we become the answer to that prayer.

We want a divine intervention in someone’s life, but guess what God does, He sends YOU. Hallelujah! The best witnesses are the best intercessors. Intercession without witnessing is only 50% of the story…and that’s dangerous.

So, knowing how dangerous these prayers are, maybe we should stop praying. Is that a good idea?

It is amazing that the 1 thing the disciples asked Jesus to teach them to do was PRAY. Not how can we do miracles, how can we cast out demons, how can we heal the sick, but they recognised that more wonderful than all the amazing works of Jesus was the intimacy He shared with the Father. They saw that it was Hs prayer life that they most needed if they were to minister in His name.

It is definitely worth reading the entire blog:  https://qtalan.wordpress.com/2015/06/08/qt-8-6-15/?fb_action_ids=10152842795160636&fb_action_types=news.publishes

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‘STOP & DROP’ SAGA CONTINUES…

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With reference to my blog of yesterday  https://noelene2014.com/2015/06/04/stop-drop/ 

This morning we arrived at the ‘STOP & DROP’ zone to find a car parked in the middle of two parking spaces which meant that one could not park at the back or the front of the car!  No driver in sight!

I thought God was giving me a chance to redeem myself so I mentioned that I was going to park and wait for the driver to come out and then ‘politely’ ask them whether they could read and did they know that the sign said ‘STOP & DROP’  and would they like me to explain to them exactly what that entailed?  My older daughter was horrified.  I informed her I was being facetious but that I was going to wait and inform the person it was a ‘STOP & DROP’ zone.  I would be polite.

She informed me that there was no way I could say something like that politely!  That answer just proved that she knows me too well!

I remembered God’s words of the day before that this was an opportunity to

“practice self-control and not allow others to determine my attitude and reactions”

and so, much to the relief of the older daughter, I calmly drove off.

I have been regretting it ever since!

 

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‘STOP & DROP’

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Sometimes the words of my mouth and my behaviour  are totally incompatible!

This fact was highlighted, yet again, this morning.  We have three daughters, ranging in ages from thirteen to nineteen, therefore this is my thirteenth consecutive year at the same primary school.  Just outside the main school gates there is a ‘Stop & Drop’ zone.  You stop in this area just long enough for your child to kiss you goodbye, get out the car, take her suitcase out of the boot, give you a little wave, turn and walk into the school and then you drive off.  For thirteen years I, along with  other parents, have been receiving notices from the school, on a regular basis, highlighting this fact.  There are few things more frustrating then arriving outside the school to find cars parked in this area.  You then have to drive a distance away to find a safe parking spot, where your child can get out of the car.  Sometimes the only spot you can find is out of site of the school gates, you then have to switch the car off and walk with your child to the school gates, all because some inconsiderate person decided to park in a ‘Stop & Drop’ zone.  Over the years many parents have almost come to blows over this issue.

Thirteen years is a long time to witness this behaviour on a regular basis, so this morning, when we arrived at the ‘Stop & Drop’ zone, in the pouring rain, to find a car parked – no driver in site – I could feel the frustration welling up inside me.  Cars were having to double park or drive on because there was a bottle neck being created as cars could not just flow into this space and flow out again!  Eventually, I managed to find a space so my child could get out of the car.  As I was about to drive off the driver of the parked car came out of the school and proceeded to walk towards her car.  Well, after thirteen years, I had had enough of this inconsiderate and thoughtless behaviour!  I switched my car engine off, climbed out the car (much to the horror of my high school child, who was still in the car) and approached the parent. I then advised her that this was a ‘Stop & Drop’ zone.  I think she was rather taken aback and did mumble an apology.  I got back into the car and as we were driving off the conversation went something like this:

Older daughter: “That wasn’t very polite, mom”.  Me: “What do you mean?  I thought I was very self-controlled and polite”.  Older daughter: “You may think so, mom, but you obviously didn’t hear the tone you were using!”

I started to feel a wee bit guilty but justified the guilt with the fact that all I had done was point out something that the school is constantly trying to get across to parents.

After dropping the older daughter off at school I started to praise the Lord.  The conversation between God and I went something like this:

God: “Excuse me Noel, but didn’t you just use your mouth in a rather abrupt fashion.  Amy was right – the tone you used when talking to that parent was horrible.  You could have said exactly the same thing but in a much nicer way.  And now you want to use the same mouth to worship me.  There is something incongruent with that”.  Me:  “But Lord, it has been thirteen years of frustration at having to watch parents just disregard the request not to park there!”  God:  “That means you have had thirteen years to practice self-control and not allow others to determine your attitude and reactions!”  Me: “Please forgive me”.  God: “I forgive you.  Now please pray that you haven’t spoilt that parent’s entire morning with your attitude”.

“If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just to forgive us our sins, and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness”. (1 John 1:9)

God does not hold my sin, my rudeness, my selfishness, my impoliteness against me.  He redeems me and clothes me with righteousness.

So I would like to take this opportunity to publicly apologise to that parent. Not for what I said but for the manner I said it in.  I am sorry for being so lacking in grace.

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GOD’S GRACE KNOWS NO BOUNDS

God’s love and forgiveness is overwhelming. When we are overcome by our own sins, mistakes, fears and hurts, God longs to comfort us and care for us.

Through the death and resurrection of His Son, He has made a way for us to be reconciled to Him. We don’t have to wallow in selfpity when we feel we have blown it or sinned against Him. All we need to do is to take some time out, pray to Him, sleep, eat, rest and then wait for Him to speak to us.

God ‘does not treat us as our sins deserve or repay us according to our iniquities’ (Psalm 103:10). Our God is ‘compassionate and gracious, slow to anger, abounding in love’ (Psalm 103:8).

God is gracious.  Grace is ‘the free and unmerited favour of God shown towards man’. God’s love is unconditional.

Extract from All God’s Stones

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BLOGGING FOR A GOOD BOOK – COLOURS OF AFRICA

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COLOURS OF AFRICA, The Alexa Kirsten story by  Debra Hunter

“From a land marred by violence comes a powerful story of hope and forgiveness.  In 2005, South African artist Alexa Kirsten ran to help a neighbor during a home break-in.  In the ensuing attack, her neighbor was killed; Alexa herself was stabbed 17 times in the back of the neck and left for dead.”

I found Colours of Africa an emotionally moving book to read.  Alexa’s journey to recovery and forgiveness is a love story.  As the author puts it:

“The enormity of tragedy for some often stands out when compared to others who have experienced little difficulty in life.   Alexa and her family have certainly had their share of trials.  And the pain of the loss and suffering seems almost unbearable.

It is human nature to want to blame God in such circumstances.  But just like Alexa, when we see the ugly side of humanity this is often a time when we also see the character of God revealed, both in His divine intervention and the evidence of His love through God’s people.  In her near-death experience, Alexa felt God’s presence which gave her peace, and then, instead of crying out and attracting her assailant’s attention, she felt the hand of God over her mouth.  She also felt God’s love in the way that needs were met: meals were provided, money arrived, words of encouragement, prayer, and the love and support of many were offered.

Alexa’s story is also a journey of coming first to religion and then eventually to realise that Jesus Christ is her personal savior.”

Six months after Lisbe, Alexa’s neighbor, was stabbed to death and Alexa,  lay dying on the floor of Lisbe’s house, Alexa starts writing a series of letters to Lisbe in her diary .  With the writing of these letters, Alexa’s journey of healing and forgiveness begins and her relationship with Jesus starts to develop and grow into something beyond ‘religion’.

During this time of recovery, Alexa and Lisbe’s daughter, Saskia, start building a mosaic wall.

In one of her letters to Lisbe in her diary, Alexa writes:

“It’s funny, here I am, eighteen months later, and  still think of you every day.  I have been working on the mosaic on our front wall and am enjoying it tremendously – it’s in memory of you, and so, when working on it, I reflect and think of your life and of the children and all those around them.  It has been so therapeutic for me to work on this – whenever I feel low and sad, it is the best place for me”.

This book is for anyone who has been hurt and disappointed in life, who have had loved ones taken from them suddenly, who are suffering from depression, who are struggling to forgive and who long for a closer relationship with Jesus.

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