“LIT” – Lost in Translation…

” שלום לכולם, אני אחרי חיפוש מעמיק אחרי מחירים נורמאלים לתוספי תזונה ורציתי לחלוק אתכם את המידע:
מצאתי אצל בטבע בנחלה

(נחלת יצחק תל אביב –אבל הם עושים משלוחים וגם באינטרנט!: כל מה שרצית לדעת על תוספי תזונה ולא ידעת את מי לשאול, ויטמינים, מינרלים, חומצות אמינו,תוספי תזונה וכ ייעוץ מקצועי ומחירים לא רעים בכלל לדוגמא:
ויטמין C עכשיו במחיר הכי זוח  כדורים, שח כדורי”

So, you leave a comment on my blog

en amper seg ek : “Joune ok!!!”

but who am I to think the worst

just ‘coz it seems so moron-versed

and maybe you’re not any spammer

but never learnt the english grammar…

which makes we wonder even more

what you’re visiting ME for???

Did you google : “וגם באינטרנט”

and the first hit was “BB”???

Now, I do hope you meant well

and didn’t just stop by to tell

me where to get some silly toy

or find some other naughty joy?

As much as I appreciate

the time and effort it would take

to comment on my little blog

I think I’ll stick to: “Joune ok!!!”

 

 

Cheers!!

 

H&B’s View of Reality – 2

 

 

She says: “Lord, when I’m wrong, make me willing to change!!”

 

He says: “Lord, when I’m right, make me easy to live with!!”

 

Erich Explains…

 

(Erich is my 13 year old. He is extremely wise. He is charming too and sweet and a great communicator (ok, ok, chatterbox  - ask Helge – he can tell you all about it!!

If you know me well enough you will also know that Erich is (and has been) my most faithful prayer-partner for the better part of his existence. He has grown from jabbering little prayer rhymes to understanding the power of prayer – of worship and thankfulness and asking – of expectation and of faith – and above all he understands that our agreeing in prayer has often brought us answers and blessings beyond expectation. He understands my take on coincidence – and will often when things seem accidental or coincidental give me the wink and say: “coincidence – is when God stays anonymous, right Mommy??”.

He explains the Afrikaans translation of coincidental like this: “Toevallig” – “toe val lig” (roughly translated it means: “then falls light”) – verstáán Mamma??” And then he goes into a long explanation of how even this coincidence of wordplay is yet again, no coincidence at all…

He has shared such a vast amount of insight into faith, reasoning through the eyes of a child – it’s his easy approach to blessed assurance that humbles me and often strengthens my conviction much more than any preacher’s sermon ever could.

So here goes : Erich Explains 1 :

 

 Mommy, where was Adam when the snake

persuaded Eve which fruit to take?

Have you ever wondered why

she believed that wicked lie

and don’t you think if Adam had

listened to what God had said

he’d have guarded Paradise

and kept her under watchful eyes?!

Mom, d’you think if Adam spent his day

With Eve instead of his own merry way

They might have been a unity

Against the snake and the banned tree?

And do you think that that is why

So many fall when sin walks by

With promises and selfish lies

Which twist the truth and blind the eyes.

So, maybe he was on a break

But that’s exactly when a snake

Will take advantage in a flash

And burn your world to dust and ash.

Mom, if folks attend to what is theirs

They won’t be caught so unawares

Or taken by startling surprise

If they protect their Paradise!

 

H&B’s View of Reality – 1

 

He says: “You can’t hide broccoli in a glass of protein shake!!”

She says: “Wanna bet?!?!”

 

 

 

When You though I wasn’t listening…

 

When you thought I wasn’t listening I heard every profanity you uttered

while you assembled my new elliptical

(which the manual promised you could do in 10 minutes)

and it took you the best part of an hour of ‘our time’,

and I had forgotten how much you hate to read manuals and count nuts and bolts

and how there’s always one missing or two too many

and how the picture never looks like the parts

and I’m probably annoying you endlessly – because I’m hovering around all the while,

like an excited 12-year old on a trip to the south coast,

anxiously asking every few minutes :

“is it ready?? ” “are we there yet??” “can I get on now??”

but you did it for ME - and I sooo love YOU for it!!

 

 

When You thought I wasn’t looking…

 

 

When you thought I wasn’t looking,

I saw you put my first drawing of you safely into your desk’s drawer

and I wanted to paint another one.

When you thought I wasn’t looking, I saw you stroke my pet tortoise,

just after we moved in

and I knew that you could make me whole.

 

When you thought I wasn’t looking, I saw you kissing Blue goodnight,

after you tucked him in

and I knew that you had a gentle heart.

 

When you thought I wasn’t looking,

I saw you put my first letter to you in between the pages of your Bible on your bedside table

and I wanted to be everything that I could be.

 

When you thought I wasn’t looking,

I saw you say a prayer,

and I had faith that there really is a God.

 

When you thought I wasn’t looking,

I felt you kiss me goodnight on my cheek

and I felt so loved.

 

When you thought I wasn’t looking,

I saw tears come from your eyes,

and I learned that sometimes men hurt too and it’s all right to cry.

 

When you thought I wasn’t looking, I looked…

and I’ve been wanting to say thank you for all the things

I saw when you thought I wasn’t looking.

 

When we thought we weren’t looking – all the while we were… looking for each other.

I am so glad we looked. Because we saw… and we found… us.

 

 

Silent night… in May

Gleaming in the moonbeam your voice from deep within

Do you know yours is a gift, to the future yet unseen?

Do you listen to yourself in awe - as rightfully you should?

(and do you know I’d sound just like that, if I but only could?)

The echoes from angelic past coalesce in silent night -

now go, believe in miracles and grant your winged tongue flight!

 

Every great dream begins with a dreamer, M…

the dreamer is already inside you - now dare her to dream…

 

 

Who…

Who will be your smiles tonight

and who will hug you tight

Who will be your little girls

in this now big and empty world?

Who’ll love you no matter how

Who’ll share their innocent charms

Who will call you “Mommy” now

and Who will fill your arms?

Toe ek die hoofopskrifte teen die lamppaal lees vanoggend, het my oë toegewasem en al wat kon uitkom was: “Ag, Here!!!” En ek het in die spitsverkeer gesit en huil.

En toe ek by die werk kom, sit liewe ou oom Sarel daar by sy lessenaar (hy wat sy dogter ‘n ruk terug ook moes afstaan aan die dood) – en toe ek instap, toe weet hy ek weet dat hy dit ook gelees het – en toe sê hy saggies, met sy eie verlies nog blink in sy oë:

“Mens het nét 24 uur per dag om seer te hê, BB.  Maar hóé deel jy dit deur 4???”

Dearest, dearest…

All she ever wanted was
a man who believes that fairies exist
and butterflies imagine and caterpillars dream

who knows that identical lines are similar
only in short distances in respect to
the concept of infinity

that turtles leave their shells when they’ve found true love
and that praying mantis are really
afterall mere folks pretending to be praying mantis
that look like mere folks pretending to pray

who believes that once is better than
never, and a fraction of forever is better than naught

that every day can be Valentine and
Christmas at the same time, while tomorrow can
be everybody’s birthday

who knows that yesterday can hardly be
someday but will always be more memorable
than any other holiday

who believes that there is someone who believes
that there is someone who, like himself, believes
in such seemingly unbelievable make-beliefs
in this world of make-believing devoid of true believers.

 

She will celebrate her birthday yet.

Every day. For all of her tomorrows.

Until he finds her. And find her, he will.

That is my wish for her this birthday.

And my wishes usually do come true… my dearest, dearest Friend… x