Don’t ask me, ask the Pendulum…

There’s a white man kneeling in front of my toilet bowl. He is fixing the plumbing. I like that. But I like the fact that he is kneeling in front of MY toilet bowl even more. Because I am Black. Because this is South Africa. Because he is White. Because he is Afrikaaner. Because he…

This Man Woman thing…

I don’t know why I should remember this now. A few months ago I met a very interesting woman. A highly intelligent,  articulate lawyer who is also well travelled (read: exposed). I feel the need to lead with these facts. So you may see her with my eyes perhaps. Or hear her with my ears….

A prayer for my enemies….

Give a Damn: Attach worth or care to. Give a Hoot: Care about. Dear Lord, All Praise and Honor be to Your Holy name. I Magnify and Glorify You, O King of Kings. Thanks you for Your Loving Kindness Eternal Father, Your Protection and Love.  Your Word says that You know every need we have…

QUEEN…not handmaid!!

So…you remembered I prefer dark chocolate and brought me a bar this evening. And you handed it to be with your left hand, the one you wear your wedding band on. As you chatted about your daughter. As if I was interested in her. Or like my ears had nothing better to do than listen…

Please excuse me….

Excuse me. Really. Please do excuse me. Please excuse my eyes…. overlook them, they see things they are not shown.                                                                                                                          Please excuse my ears…ignore them, they hear things that are not said. Please excuse my Spirit…don’t mind her, she knows things she cannot prove.                                                                                                                                           Excuse me. Really. Please do excuse me. Pay no attention to…

O Azania, how I weep for you!

I was at the movies the other day. With a bunch of white church friends. I could simply say ‘fellow Christians’ but this is South Africa. Race is the ‘perpetual unseen guest’. Besides, this particular movie brought it up. It juxtaposed the lives of a mature white Afrikaner male with that of a Zulu youth….

The Doors HE closed.

I don’t know how you view life. Or what you may or may have not gone through. I know can only speak of where I have been. What I have seen and how I have seen what I have seen. The only part of my life story worth telling is about my walk with God….

I want drums at my funeral

That’s the whole point of dying, isn’t it? To give those who knew and hopefully loved you a way of marking your transition into another place, another state of being? Otherwise the Creator would have made it such that our existences just vaporized from the earth, from their memories, from the spirit world and ‘their…

Out of the mouths of babes…..

So, today  I encounter my young friend Gracia walking around the house shouting “Shame on you, you are a 10 second man!” My jaw hits the floor with a sharp clang! I am in total aghastment! I know that is not a real word but this moment needs a whole new term to classify it….

ARRESTED DEVELOPMENT

He goes like:  Hey Beautiful! I go like:         Hi! Handsome. He goes like:  So what do you like to do for fun? I go like:          I enjoy  watching  TV series. He goes like:  Great! Me too. What kind do you like? I love crime, mystery. My ears…

The Yearn an the Yuan

I want to know that it is so effective that is hazardous and even lethal if mishandled. I want germs to tremble in humiliation then promptly disembowel themselves when I whip out my Hand Sanitizer. I want water to weep at her own ineptitude and all soaps grovel and prostrate before its glorious, superior purification power. I want the assurance that whatever I wipe or wash with it is so STERILE that angels in heaven peer closer and unanimously declare it Holy. I want nothing less than Salvation in a bottle. But at a reasonable price!

THE WEEK I ALMOST SAVED JESUS….true story!

The year is 1981. My small 9 year old frame is hunched over my tightly clutched library book. Am not wearing my school jersey but the morning chill can do nothing to dampen  my excitement. My Dad has just dropped my sister and I to school. It is still too early for class. She has…