“Bible Study” is an inappropriate name for the weekly meetings I attend. That term somehow seems to suggest a serious theological survey of the Bible. “Bible Study” implies that we are comprehending, studying and learning about the meaning and mysteries contained within each and every one of those many pages! Well, yes, at our weekly
For eight years, Pandora was the love of my life. Pandora, the yellow, rosy cheeked cockatiel, lived with me in Durban. ‘Oh yes, Gaynor’s bird,’ you are thinking. Yes, she was a bird but she was far more than that. She was my companion. She shared my life, living the ups and downs with me.
A while back, I was contacted by my agent and asked if I was available to give my Inspirational Speech up in Johannesburg. It would mean flying to Johannesburg the next day and then giving my speech early the following morning. Yes, was my response! Yes! Yes! Yes! I came through the airport doors to
I placed my foot with sheer terror on what I perceived to be a shifting and sliding mass of gulping sinking sand. To my utter surprise I found that I was not swallowed whole. I discovered that although this landscape was a totally new terrain, it was firm underfoot. I wasn’t sure where the path
I remember as a child being shut in my room and being told: “You can stay there until you are prepared to come out and say you are sorry !” Mutter…mutter…it wasn’t my fault! How was I to know that Patrick’s silkworms would die just because I hid them
Valentines day. I remember looking with utter envy at my school friends who had received those wonderful, much ached after Valentine Day cards. Oh, how I longed for one! As I grew up, I was the sort of girl that never committed herself to a relationship.
“The best thing about the future is that is comes one day at a time” Abraham Lincoln **** One of my Facebook ‘friends’ recently wrote a comment on Facebook that really tugged at my heart. She had clearly lost two people close to her. I sent her a private message saying
What were your childhood Christmases like? I’m so lucky. For me, Christmas was the most magical, enchanting time. We spent every Christmas with my Mum’s sister’s family – the Nel’s. There were four daughters in their family, Anne, Margaret, Karen and Judith, plus Liz, Megan and
This month is Movember! As you all probably know, November/Movember is responsible for the sprouting of millions of moustaches around the world. With their Mo’s, men heighten awareness about prostate and testicular cancer as well as raising vital funds for further research into these diseases. I applaud this idea. Yes, certainly. But it is hellish
I have to tell you about Pandora, my yellow cockatiel. I got her when she was 6 weeks old and I adored her. At this time, I lived in Durban in a block of flats that did not allow dogs but they said ‘yes’ to birds and that is how Pandora came to live with