"Hello all you people, come gather round".... a slight variance on an old song only our older readers will get! I will have to be more careful about what I say, honestly, I know how celebrities feel now! At first I could be free with my thoughts, but now I have a large(ish!) audience, I will have to take care who I offend!
Lol(a phrase for any younger readers), I have been reading boris Johnson's exerpt in the weekly telegraph, if I could see my blog as anywhere near as interesting as his written doodlings, I would feel immensely proud!
On saterday I woke seriously late (9am) after which it felt like the day was wasted! Maybe I am getting too used to being up early and in bed early. I was cooking for lunch (beef curry) so Tefo and I went out to the shops. I managed to park my beloved pickup pretty badly of which I was quite proud! I am thinking of making a sign that says 'rubbish at parking and proud of it!'! On saterday afternoon I really didn't feel like doing much, so I just sat around and read readers digest, I found some really interesting articles about people who went abroad, sometimes with no plan and hardly any money, to help people. I would really like to do that, I know I am helping out here, but I want to make a real differance to people's lives, to eliviate some of the suffering in the world. When we think about what we consider 'necessities', and the money that we could do without, do we really need it? Here in Botswana people are having it hard, but even here it is a lot better than in many places. I suppose the christian way is to stop talking about things like this and actually do something to help someone in our own area, before we try and conquer the world!
On Sunday we had the usual meetings, in the sunday school I managed to embarrass one of the little girls in front of her friends! She had walked past a few days early with some other friends from school, and had stopped to talk to me, she was pretty good at english! So when I saw her at sunday school I asked her what school she went to, I don't know whether she had told the friends she was with that she had been talking to me a few days before, but as soon as I turned round to her, all her friends burst out laughing and she hid behind someone else! So yeh! I was tempted to ask if I could get her picture just to make it even worse... But I didn't think I could do that on a Sunday!
After my observation the other day about girls being girls the world over.. I have found out that little boys have the same imprint all over the place. As I was cleaning the outdoor assembly area while the classes were going on, a little boy walked out of one of the classrooms, and instead of walking to the toilet which was three doors away, because he thought no one was watching, he did it round the corner on the concrete! I mean no harm to any well brought up little boys who would rather die than do that... but it is a little boy thing to think of!
On monday morning Tefo and I started work by clearing a load of dead thorn branches from a neighbours garden. I know it sounds foolish, but I didn't really think to put on anything but my (reasonably substantial) work sandals. I put my right foot down as I moved back towards the pile and I got a HUUGE thorn (picture provided) right through my sandal into my foot. So I jumped off that foot and put all my weight on my left foot, only to find there was an even bigger thorn in that one that went right through my foot to the bone :-( It hurt SOOOO much, it still burns. You know when something grates against a bone? Gosh I was fed up. Then we took all the branches to the tip which is basically a big area of ground with... rubbish all over the place! A lot of people scavenge on the tip, I bet they get a lot of stuff, but it can't be a nice way to live.
We have started the carpentry work needed in the bedroom area next to the workshop. I have got Tefo into Abba, so we both sing along with great gusto!
Andy (My cousin, have to think of these details now my blog is read by more than my Mum and Dad! incidently, why do you usually write a thank you letter for instance, 'Dear Aunty Betty and Uncle Bob' (not saying that is the way I address all thank you letters, just ones to 'Aunty Betty and Uncle Bob'!) instead of 'Uncle Bob and Aunty Betty'? Is it because the Aunty, or Nana, or 'Aunty Grace (the lady who never was your Aunty, your Mum just made you call her Aunty for some reason) is the one who puts all the thought into your presant so deserves to come first?! Anyway... back to the subject in hand!) has got clients over for tea, so he did a braai (see last installment). They are from Germany and are travelling round some pretty impressive places, I feel like asking them if they want a nice young companion to compliment their trip! or do the washing :-P ( :-P is an emoticon that anyone over the age of 35 should NOT get the significance of, as if you do, it means you text too much, and use too much text slang and that knowledge will show you up)
I have been looking at Faith lately. When reading through the account of the Children of Isreal in the desert, it seems as if they had so little faith, yet I know I cannot judge, because so many times God has done something wonderful in my life, yet I still question the path, question what is going on. I suppose in the case of the Isrealites we can read it all in one go, we KNOW what happens next. I am not saying their lack of faith was all alright, but I can be just the same, and need to learn the same lessons of trust they did. Faith and Trust seem to get more and more important as I try and progress in my life for the Lord, Without the faith to rest in him, and the trust to know he has big plans for me, I know I won't ever achieve my potential. Still pretty hard though! Quite a struggle.
On a higher note, can anyone (young or old!) tell me where the line "Goodbye sweet dear, for I must needs be gone" is from?!
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Dear Joshua,
Just a quickie. Not through my own intellect but with the compliments of Google, I've found this poem (shown below). Maybe it's the one you're thinking of.
Love you lots.
Nan - xxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Farewell, dear love, since thou wilt needs be gone
Mine eyes do show my life is almost gone
Nay, I will never die so long as I can spy.
There be many mo'tho' that she do go
There be many mo' I fear not
Why then let her go, I care not.
Farewell, farewell, since this I find is true
I will not spend more time in wooing you.
But I will seek elsewhere If I may find love there
Shall I bid her go? What and if I do?
Shall I bid her go and spare not?
Oh no no no, I dare not.
Ten thousand times farewell; yet stay awhile
Sweet, kiss me once; sweet kisses time beguile.
I have no pow'r to move. How now am I in love?
Wilt thou needs begone? Go then, all is one
Wilt thou needs begone? Oh hie thee!
Nay, stay, and do no more deny me.
Once more adieu, I see loath to depart
Bids oft adieu to her that holds my heart.
But seeing I must lose thy love, which I did choose,
Go thy way for me since that may not be.
Go, thy ways for me. But whither?
Go, of but where I may come thither.
What shall I do? My love is now departed
She is as fair as she is cruel-hearted.
But seeing I must lose thy love with prayers oft repeated
If she come no more, shall I die therefore?
If she come no more, what care I?
Faith, let her go, or come, or tarry!
From Songs From Shakespeare's Plays, Kines
Note: In Shakespeare's Twelfth Night, Act II Scene 3
Tune published in Jones "First Book of Songs and Ayres", 1600
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