13 September 2015
’n dagboek inkrywing 1 Desember 2014 (en vandag)
Dit is altyd ontydig.
Dit kom op die dae wat jy bedremmeld rondstaan,
met leë hande,
leë hart,
en geknoopte maag.
I really, really need to be nicer,
find the all illusive will
to do better.
Be grateful.
Make sense.
Find meaning.
Just be a better person.
Be
better
like
you
are
commanded
and good will come,
on the quiet and straight path.
Be
grateful
be
gracious
be
warm.
That is what is expected.
trooswoorde vir vandag
The harp will not sound unless touched by the finger.
So the heart of man cannot put forth any sweet melody or harmony until first it is touched with the finger of God’s Spirit.
(Clemens Alexandrinus)
“a gracious soul is the image of God, meticulously drawn with the pencil of the Holy Spirit.”
“when you have been there, you know normal isn’t for everyone. Put your experience in your mouth- and say it…make it yours.”
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