fly, he said. soar, I did.
there has been a number of times over the last few days i have found myself pausing just to contemplate the calibre of man that Nelson Mandela was. how remarkable is the man that with conviction could say: ”I have fought against white domination, and I have fought against black domination. I have cherished the ideal of a democratic and free society in which all persons will live together in harmony with equal opportunities. It is an ideal which I hope to live for, and to see realised. But my Lord, if needs be, it is an ideal for which I am prepared to die.”
i found myself gazing around the streets of South Africa, dumbfounded how the sacrifice and vision of one man managed to bring complete freedom to so many. the past few days have caused me to understand the weight of what Mandela’s struggle has done for me as a south african girl growing up in a post Apartheid country. because of his struggle i can walk the streets freely alongside people from different racial groups. because of his struggle i can educate my mind alongside people from different cultures. because of his struggle i can be exposed to new languages.
i have truly been inspired by his life and it has challenged me to question what it is that i am dreaming about that will benefit others. it has challenged me to live more selflessly and to take responsibility for the problems in South Africa. it has challenged me on the meaning of forgiveness, hope and perseverance. it has challenged me on the meaning of leadership. its caused me to value my education and to use it as a powerful tool for change. it is also caused me to have a fresh revelation of what it meant for Jesus to die for me on the cross. how much more did He sacrifice so that I might live in freedom for eternity. how much more did he give up so that He could reach out to us. how much more humble, kind, forgiving and wise must God be if he created someone like Mandela in the first place.
i feel incredibly grateful to be able to celebrate our hero’s life in the country he called home.
"Sounds the call to come together,
And united we shall stand,
Let us live and strive for freedom
In South Africa our land.”
when you go to places like the Cederberg, scriptures like Psalm 8:4 become so relevant: what is man that you are mindful of him, and the son of man that you care for him? Thanks to such incredible beauty, delicious food and great company- my love tank is completely full.
this is my city. it is full of character, colour and vibrance. this is my city, it is full of beautiful, creative and friendly people. this is my city, this is cape town.
Oh! there are many of you people that go picking your way all through this world you are afraid to put one foot down before another, because you fear you will be in danger. If you had grace just to turn your eye to God, you might walk straight on in confidence, and say, “though I should tread on hell itself at the next step, yet if God bade me tread there it would be heaven to me.”
a profound quote I found today from C.H Spurgeon
this morning was a treat and a half. its called Oranjezicht City Farmers Market and it is all kinds of lovely: fresh produce, busy little families, organic meals, lively music and my best part was the kids market (think 6-8 year old entrepreneurs selling their origami or cupcakes). Cape Town, oh how i love you!
i just spent the last weekend in paradise. its called siteka. its also called beautiful! my wonderful friend has a holiday place there and basically its about ridiculous beauty, forests, walks, family, canoeing, fishing, sunshine and a great dog called honey who completes the picture. feeling refreshed for the rest of the week now!
my mum and i went to the Drakensberg last week (a world heritage site in South Africa), and what a treat it was! i’m not sure if it is just maturity but i was so bowled over by God’s creation, more so than i’ve ever been before. it was so refreshing to look upon such beauty and just let it fill my heart with joy. we took long walks, cycles, hikes and had pleasant picnics along the river.
holiday adventuring in the drakensberg and around…
some holiday painting…
life of late…
- hiking along pipe line
- egg and (gingerbread men) soldiers
- end of exam class festivities
- sunshine and berries
- rose picking
- (pretty) weed cutting