It doesn’t seem quite right that a 41-year-old mom should know everything about a children’s book series called Ranger’s Apprentice, but I do. I know every title in this 11-part series by John Flanagan. I can recite character lists, the names of all the horses ever ridden by a Ranger (a kind of a medieval spy) and could probably even label a map of the nations surrounding Araluen, the setting of the books. I also know that there is a companion series called Brotherband Chronicles (Bravo Mr Flanagan!) Continue reading
The 2012 Olympics are behind us—done and dusted, so to speak. Each of us is left with our own favourite memories of the great games. If you are a South African, one of those will probably be Chad le Clos narrowly beating the almost invincible Michael Phelps. Other names heading the ‘greatest moments’ lists will likely include Bolt, Zonderland, Murray and Pearson.
As wonderful as it was to witness and celebrate these great triumphs, there is one particular Olympic moment that goes beyond a celebration, to become an inspiration. The fact that it was a fellow African who gave rise to it is, for me, an added bonus. Continue reading
Last week I heard a 12 year old boy called Richard give a talk about his own experience of having Aspergers. I was at a two-day conference organised by Autism South Africa, where there was the usual line-up of speakers with long lists of letters behind their names. Yet—amongst all these highly educated and well-spoken adults—this courageous young boy’s talk stands out for me. Continue reading
Faith. Jesus spoke a great deal about it. He commended people who had it, and reproached those who didn’t. Faith, the Bible tells, is the requirement to be saved. But more than that, it must infuse our daily lives, for the just shall live by faith (Rom 1:17). Continue reading
Today I feel discouraged. Maybe I should switch off my computer and climb back into bed, but unfortunately I have this thought that loops through my head—must post blog on Monday—and as you may have noticed, it’s Monday. Continue reading
I struggled to free myself of the tight grip on both my arms, pulling me through Jerusalem’s narrow streets. My thoughts whirled wildly, trying to make sense of what had just happened. One moment I had been warm and safe in Eli’s arms, and the next I was being dragged from the bed by men with leering eyes. I turned to look for Eli; surely he would come to my rescue? But there was no sight of him; all I saw were the disdainful glances of people pressing forward to catch a look at me. And I heard a single word rippling through the crowd: adulteress. Continue reading
In March I went on a Christian Writer’s Conference hosted by A Rocha and MAI. It was a turning point for me as a writer as I came to realize that, in God’s hands, my writing can be a tool to reach others with His message of love and salvation. This was where I heard about MAI’s writing contest with the theme “Blogging for Global Impact.” There were several question prompts to kick off your 300 word entry, one of which was “Why is it important that more Christian authors in your country write and get published?”
This is my entry called “South Africa’s Big Five.” Continue reading
Recently I found a truly remarkable document. Do you want to see it?
Are you sure?
Maybe you should sit down for this.
Okay, here goes…
Ta Da! Continue reading
“It’s not much, Reuben. It won’t go far,” Mama had said this morning, pressing the small basket of bread and fish into my hand. But how very wrong she had been. Continue reading
I bend down and feel for the money bag at my feet. It’s heavier than normal for this time of the day. I’ve had the usual quota of ‘poor harvest’ stories, of course, but generally people know I mean business. Pay your taxes or suffer the consequence, that’s my motto. There’s the odd person who comes in and tries to play the ‘we grew up together’ card. Yet, I always remind myself of how they treat me once I leave this booth. To them I am the scum of the earth. Continue reading