Building...

The Foundation is solid, 

Unmovable, perfect, everlasting…

Brick by brick I attempted to build my life on it.

Through many struggles and pain, I did it in vain,

Allowed people to side-track me, to steal my gain…

When I looked at my labor, 

Everything was out of alignment. 

No clean structure – a mess.

I had to go back and start over and over again. 

Trying to pin point the weak spots, 

The wrong, deception, and so much more.

I tried to remove only those and build again, 

But the results were always the same.

I kept on looking at other people to rescue me, to build it for me.

Time and time again I was hurt.

It was never their job! 

It is mine!

Then one glorious day, I wiped it all off.

No fear was big enough to hold me back anymore...

It was clean, naked, just me and the Foundation.

We became One, United.

With everything else gone, no more distractions, 

We started conversations.

This new, beautiful relationship was formed.

I realized that freedom from distractions 

Provided the opportunity to focus on what is real, 

What is crucial, what is future…

I learned to love me and see myself the way the Foundation saw me.

Now I do not build anymore…

WE do!

Together, harmoniously in unity.

No more outsiders are allowed to influence my journey, my progress. 

They are welcome to visit, but not to be part of the structure.

Brick by brick WE build.

I look and I see perfection, strength, destiny, 

JOY!

A Butterfly Miracle

In April 2010 I took a busload full of seniors down to Las Vegas, all the way from Calgary.

Just off the bus on our return home, one of the ladies, Gerda, came to me very upset.  She has lost her butterfly broach, something very dear and valuable that she always carries with her.  The last time she saw it was before we left Helena that morning. We search the bus and when we did not find it, I contacted the tour operator, in case something turns up.  They had their cleaners scan the bus thoroughly, but did not find anything. I posted a notice on the board at our centre, and also put a note in the next newsletter.  Nothing turned up.

It was eight months later, when Gerda met up with her brother and sister-in-law.  At some point she noticed a similar broach on her sister-in-law’s clothing and told her that she has lost one exactly like it on our bus trip.  She said that the last time she saw it was that morning at the hotel in Helena. 

Shocked, her sister-in-law told her that she picked this broach up off the lawn outside the very same hotel when her and Gerda’s brother went on a different bus trip a while after ours.

The Gift

I received a gift,

Wrapped in pretty paper,

Decorated with a colorful ribbon.

It caught me completely by surprise.

For a while I just stood in admiration

Of the beautiful package,

The tremendous care that was taken

To make it so beautiful.

Then carefully I open it,

I gasp for air as I see the contents…

Not just one, but many…

Love,

Positivity,

Truth,

Talents,

Intellect,

Integrity.

Slowly I take a good look at each one…

With thankfulness I marvel at how much I have.

Carefully I unpack them.

Then…

I see the note…

“What are you choosing to do with each of these?”

I realized:

Every gift will be left unopened,

Unless we choose,

Make a decision to use it.

Only when it is out of the box,

Accepted, Applied

Will it mature, blossom...

The true gift is choice!

A Tribute

Johan Meiring
October 27, 1948 - January 6, 2011

In human form you suffered.

Everything this life has offered,

Caused you so much pain,

But none of it was in vain.

A soul so pure, a heart so bright,

Was sculpted through every fight.

Many laughs we shared,

You were one who really cared.

Coffee, “real coffee” bonded us,

“It’s time” answered by an enthusiastic “yes” and thumbs up.

You never missed a song,

Sometimes even singing along.

But you needed to go, to be free…

To be the Angel you were really meant to be,

Where you are free from pain,

Where you are God’s gain.

Today I feel you in my heart,

Where you and I will never again be apart.