Don’t Think For A Moment God Hasn’t Heard You!


It’s an amazing thought that you can open your mouth and speak to Someone you cannot see, yet you know is there. He hears you and knows everything about you. Not one of them is missing.

Psalm 56:8

You keep track of all my sorrows. You have collected all my tears in your bottle. You have recorded each one in your book.

The Bible gives more insight into God’s attentive ear alert to our needs.

I have been touched by the Old Testament account of finding a wife for Isaac. Genesis 24:12 “Then he prayed…” Genesis 24:15 “Before he had finished praying…”

The power of prayer. Abraham was a mighty man of God. You could imagine God would answer his prayers. But how much do you think Abraham’s faith rubbed off on his servants? Genesis 24 reveals quite a lot actually! Abraham sent his chief servant back to Abraham’s land of Nahor. Mission:- Find A Wife For Isaac. This un-named servant must have been an impressive sight arriving outside the town – he, and no doubt, his helpers or grooms who would be managing his train of 10 camels laden with what the Bible describes as ‘all kinds of good things’ (vs 10). He has the camels kneel down near the well “ then he prayed“. He could well have left the praying to Abraham, but he doesn’t. He prays a prayer asking that the woman who offers to help him water the camels will be the one for Isaac. Vs 15 “Before he finished praying, Rebekah came out…” Sometimes it is hard for us to imagine that God will answer our prayers before we have finished praying. Think about that for a moment! He sends His mighty army of workers into action before we have got to AMEN! But, for prayers to be answered, they have to be prayed – so whether you are a mighty leader in your world or an un-named servant – PRAY! God is listening. He will not forsake you. Before you have finished praying, He is at work with the answer. Believe!

Keep the smile going!

God bless you extraordinarily!

In His Grip,

Helga xx :-)

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A Big Fat Argument With My Husband


This happened over last the weekend. I don’t know how we both got all hot and bothered, but we did. We were on our way down to the beach and something was said that sparked a row.  I let rip and instead of acknowledging how I was feeling, Mike defended his behaviour! That made me even more mad – I was as mad as a snake! Anyway, we arrived at the beach and I sullenly (yes, sullenly!) did my usual thing of walking across to the beach wall and taking a photo before locking my phone away. As I walked back from numbly taking the photo, I pondered about walking home. That made me feel good. I would show him! I will just walk home! He can go and do whatever he wants to do, OKAY! But then I looked at my slip-slops and figured a 4km walk home in them wasn’t really going to work.

In stony silence we walked to the bench. Mike went for his run. I got in the sea and that cheered me up. It distracted me and certainly cooled me off.

Whirlpool up to Fish Hoek stepsAbout 15 minutes later, I saw Mike arrive. Now, this is where there was going to be a problem. We have a sort of habit. He goes for a run. I stay in the water until he comes. We have a wet, salty hug and then we get out. What were we going to do about the wet, salty hug? I was swimming quite close to the cat walk and turned around to swim back. I saw him walking into the sea towards me, with a sheepish grin on his face. I smiled back. He apologised. I apologised. We had a wet, salty hug and he got out. (It was the day the water was so freezing cold and I stayed in). A little while later, while we were walking to the car, he said, “Everything that was said is cancelled out. We start again, deal?” “Oh yes,” I agreed!

When we got home, we were sitting in the lounge and were just saying to each other what we would say if we were counselling a younger couple about the stress and tension of life. Some seasons are stressful. They happen. This is life. It ebbs and if flows. There are good times and there are hard times. There are winters and autumns,  summers and springs. The next couple of months will be a bit stressful, but it will be of a short duration and things will improve after that. So we need to just ‘white knuckle’ it….be as supportive with each other as we can and just take this as par for the course.

Keep calm and stay married

Everything was better after that. It was a big, fat argument with my husband! He’s great! Wouldn’t swap him for the world!

James 1:17

 Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows.

Keep the smile going!

God bless you!

In His Grip,

Helga xx :-)

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Remembering My Mom


It is the 28th January 2015. This is the day, I particularly remember my Mom. I can’t really say much more than I said a year ago….so I have copied it and pasted it here, with a few little additions.

It was eleven years ago on this day  that I sat at the bedside of my mother and I watched her life slowly ebb away. I read Psalm 23 to her and I prayed for her and then she breathed her last breath and passed from this life to the next. For 11 years, she has been enjoying a timeless eternity, where life is abundant and joyful and very different to the one we live here on earth.

My Mom never wanted to be called Mom or Mum – so we called her ‘Ma’. She left home when I was 12. My Dad raised me for the next 6 years, until I left home.

Here I am with her when I as 16…

My Mom and I in about 1981 - two peas in a pod

My Mom and I in about 1981 – two peas in a pod


I saw Ma quite often, but it was only until much later on in life, when I was a Mom myself that we grew closer.  Ma  came to know the Lord when she was 60. I’ll never forget her coming to Cape Town, in a rush. After my parents divorced she  married  an abusive man who locked her inside their house and refused to let her go to work. When my brother found out, he booked a flight and almost immediately flew her from Johannesburg to Cape Town. Unexpectedly she found herself staying with us for 10 days or so. It included at least one Sunday and on that day she came to church with us.  We were very keen for her to leave her husband, so you can imagine our dismay when the Pastor (Pastor John Thomas this was YOU!)

"Ma" smiling at me at my wedding

“Ma” smiling at me at my wedding

stood up that day and preached on ‘God hates divorce!’ I just could not believe it! I truly felt it was the ‘wrong’ sermon for that moment in time. But God is BIGGER!  After the service, my Mom sat very quietly for a few moments in the pew. Later she turned to me and asked, “Did he know I was coming?” “No!!” I said, desperate for her to know I hadn’t set this up. She went on to say that it felt as if she was the only person in the service and that the message was written just for her.

Ma went back to Johannesburg and the rest of the family went to the airport to pick her up. On the way, they were taking friendly bets as to how long it would be before she went back to her husband. They all lost. She never did. She never went back to him, but she also never divorced him. She started attending church and she gave herself fully and completely over to the Lord Jesus Christ. That year Ma was saved and her entire countenance changed.

One day I will see my beloved ‘Ma’ again and so today I rejoice in that and I also embrace with joy the amazing gifts and personality traits I get from her.

Her optimism is my optimism. Her joy for life and sense of humour flow liberally through my veins too. Her hazel eyes regularly look back at me from my mirror and if I get too used to mine,  I just need to look at my brother’s eyes to be reminded of exactly the colour of my Mom’s.  And these words that spill so easily from my mind and tumble onto the screen of my computer are a gift in equal offering from both my parents. While my Dad was a journalist, Ma LOVED word games. (So friends, when you see me playing scrabble on my cell phone, please blame Ma – it’s in my DNA!)

She could not sing, she cooked to feed, she didn’t sew or garden, but she baked a mean batch of crunchies. She was accomplished and clever,  she was kind and generous. She attracted people to her and loved socialising. She died at 72. It was too early, by about 18 years, but I am so glad she got to see me marry and Stacey and David be born. I am so glad I got to see her come to faith.

I have her Bible and in it is a note in her hand-writing. It’s a very good reminder. She probably heard it in a sermon and wrote it down.

Note in her Bible

Her Bible is well marked with many verses highlighted. I know she had some favourites. Jeremiah 29:11

Favourite Bible verse

Thanks Ma!  Love you madly and I’m thinking about you so much today!

Keep the smile going.

God bless you!

In His Grip,

Helga xx :-)

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Swimming With The ‘Shark’


It’s not often that I go to the beach without Mike, but this morning was that rare occasion. I just felt like getting out on this beautiful summer’s morning and doing a bit of exercise. I drove up to the beach and the first thing I notice was that the black shark flag (meaning shark spotting visibility is poor) was blowing freshly in the wind. I remember thinking, ‘ah, it’s windier than at home.’ I didn’t look at the flag again and went about my normal routine of taking a photo of the rising sun and then locking my cell phone away…

Fish Hoek beach 630amBefore going for a swim, I did a bit of exercise. When my knees started complaining, I walked into the sea and plunged into the cold (but not as cold as Sunday) water. My deal is that when I’m lying on my back in the water, I have to be able to touch the seabed, so I’m seldom very deep. With the tide coming in, I constantly had waves breaking over me, so swimming didn’t really happen this morning. I hung around in the shallows for ten minutes and then I got out. After a shower, I sat in the early sun and enjoyed the view. It was then that I glanced towards the flag and saw that the shark flag was flying. That’s the white one with a black shark…

Shark flag I was surprised! There had been no siren and all the regulars were meandering towards the sea to have their routine morning dip. I spoke to the lady who was at the next bench; “Oh,” she said, keen to share information, “the beach has been closed since yesterday. They saw a shark really close in and took a photo. I’m not going to swim this morning!” Maybe I didn’t notice that the flag flying earlier was actually the shark one. It was only when I got home that I started seeing on Facebook a number of comments regarding the suspicious marine activity. It certainly looked like a fin…Photo from from

But it turned out to be a small whale. Someone on Facebook described it as a pygmy whale…

Pygmy whale -

Photo from

If I had seen that in the water, trust me, I would have freaked out. It just looks wayyy too ‘shark-like’ and I, like the lady at the other bench, don’t want to take any chances. So I’ll keep my rule of not being more than knee deep when it comes to swimming outside of shark net time. The shark-spotters are doing a sterling job in the Cape…

Shark spotters messageYou may want to like their Facebook Page!

We often go through life ruled by fear. Fear of shark attacks, of terrorist attacks, burglaries, car crashes, plane crashes, financial disasters, ill health – there’s a pretty long list of what sparks fear in our minds. Fear is real. There’s one place to take all your fears and anxieties…

Psalm 34:4

“I sought the LORD, and He heard me, and delivered me from all my fears” 

Ask the Lord to deliver you from your fear.

Keep the smile going!

God bless you!

In His Grip,

Helga xx :-)

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Coconut is Flammable – Flames in the Oven


This will go down in my mind as the day I almost burnt the house down! That may be an exaggeration, but, as I say, that’s what I think. After the event, my nerves were shattered. I phoned Stacey so she could commiserate with me!

I was experimenting with something I have thought of doing and decided to try out. The one thing I didn’t count on is that dried shredded coconut is highly flammable. I had put some in the oven to grill and very aware of the fact that it could burn, I looked at the clock and calculated 3 minutes. That, I thought would be enough. But (silly me), I sat down in front of my netbook and got distracted by an email, followed by a google search. Several minutes passed before I was back in the kitchen and I immediately thought ‘oh no, they’re going to be burnt.” I followed it up with ‘not too much loss – just a few shreds of coconut’, but that was BEFORE I opened the oven.

When I did, the whiff of air that blew in was enough to ignite every piece of coconut and  buoyant flames sprang to life. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. With one hand I unlocked the back door and kicked it open, while with the other hand I grabbed the oven gloves. I picked up the oven tray and whisked it outside onto the patio. I was so grateful that a few months ago I took down the kitchen curtains. Away from the electricity, I put the hose connection onto the tap and turned the tap on. As the first drops of water hit the flames, they shot out right towards me, before being snuffed out. My beating heart! Of course, during all of this, I didn’t think, “let me get the photo for my blog!” All I’ve got are the charred remains…

Charred remains of shredded coconutAnd the pans to clean up…

Burned pansShew!


Psalm 34:1

I will bless the LORD at all times; His praise shall continually be in my mouth.

I tried toasting the shredded coconut again and they worked well. I’ll write up the ‘how to’ for my Saturday blog, making sure to include a FIRE WARNING!

Toasted coconut snack

Keep the smile going!

God bless you!

In His Grip,

Helga xx :-)


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I Spent Half The Day In Winter Clothes


It’s the middle of summer here in Cape Town. The days are warm and sometimes windy. Shorts and t-shirts, sleeveless dresses, flip flops and sun block are the order of the day. So why oh why would I be dressed in woollen pants, socks and a long sleeved top for half of today. Let me tell you!

FH beachWe went to the beach and as Mike set off for a run, I stripped down to my costume and walked towards the water. As I was doing so, I heard someone say, “it’s the coldest it’s ever been!” I soon found out what he was talking about. While the report said it was due to be 18C, it felt ,MUCH colder than that. It was bone chilling, joint crunching cold.  I usually stay in until Mike comes and joins me, which is 15 minutes. I swam up and down a bit and soon got used to the cold water. I was highly entertained by the many early morning swimmers who walked into the water, grimaced at first touch, ventured in further, dived under the waves and walked straight out. A few had a swim, but overall, I found myself alone for most of the time! Mike arrived and I watched his response to the unexpected cold. He came in, had a chat with me and then got out! One of the problems with people who dive in, is that their heads get wet. You lose a lot of heat through your head. All the time I was in, I didn’t put my head under. It made a huge difference. I stayed in, altogether for 30 minutes. Then I showered off the salt at the beach cold water tap. It felt pleasantly warm after the sea. I sat in the sun for a short while, finding it strange that my feet and legs were covered with red blotches. I’d never seen that on me before.  We came home and I had a boiling hot shower. When I got out, the cold set in! I got into my winter clothes and stayed there for the morning. It was only about 3 hours later that I my body  returned to normal and I changed back to summer shorts. It gave me much appreciation for those who find themselves having to tread water after some sea catastrophe. Fish Hoek is warm compared to the cold Atlantic.

I’ve been doing a bit of cross-stitch…here’s the update…

Cross stitch progressAnd in my Bible reading,  today I finish Genesis and start the book of Exodus. In the penultimate chapter of Genesis (chapter 49), Jacob is at the end of his life. He calls his sons to him and prophesies over each one.

Just some background: Jacob had 12 sons. He was the guy in the Bible who loved Rachel and worked for her father for 7 years so he could marry her. On the night of the wedding, her father substituted the older daughter Leah for Rachel. I guess, in those days it was very dark and women didn’t say much, so Jacob didn’t know he was sleeping with the wrong daughter! In the morning, when he discovered who was in his bed, he was mortified (poor Leah – imagine how she felt?!). Anyway, Rachel’s father allowed him to marry Rachel a short time later as well. So Jacob had these two wives. Leah fell pregnant easily. Rachel didn’t. There was a lot of jealousy and bitterness between them. In the end, 6 of Jacob’s sons came from Leah. Jacob  also had two sons by Leah’s maid-servant. He had Joseph and Benjamin by Rachel and he had two more sons by Rachel’s maid-servant. Those were the 12. While Joseph features highly in the book of Genesis, Jesus did not come through his bloodline. This always surprised me. I thought He would have. Instead, God chose Jacob’s 4th son – Judah, whose mother was Leah, to be the bloodline through whom Jesus would come.

Back to the prophesies. There Jacob was, on his deathbed, aged 147. He calls his sons to him and says, “Gather around me, and I will tell you what will happen to each of you in the days to come.” (Genesis 49:1) And so he starts telling each one what will happen to them. I was very keen on what he would say about Judah. Genesis 49:8-12

“Judah, your brothers will praise you.  You will grasp your enemies by the neck. All your relatives will bow before you. Judah, my son, is a young lion that has finished eating its prey. Like a lion he crouches and lies down;  like a lioness—who dares to rouse him?
1The sceptre will not depart from Judah, nor the ruler’s staff from his descendants,
until the coming of the one to whom it belongs,  the one whom all nations will honour.
11 He ties his foal to a grapevine, the colt of his donkey to a choice vine. He washes his clothes in wine,  his robes in the blood of grapes.12 His eyes are darker than wine,
 and his teeth are whiter than milk.”

There,  right at the start of the Bible is a reference to the coming of Jesus. All nations will honour Him. The central Person of the Bible is Christ. The central message of the Bible is salvation. The Author of the Bible is God. He wants us to know the central Person of the Bible, so we can experience the central message of the Bible.

Love it!

Keep the smile going.

God bless you!

In His Grip,

Helga xx :-)


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Cheesy, Mushroom Chicken


I made this the other night. I knew I had Ina Paarman’s mushroom sauce in my food cupboard and I also had 4 free range chicken fillets. After that, it was a peek in the fridge for some left-overs, a bit of cheese and an amazing outcome. Take a look.

Ingredients & Method.

Start with 4 chicken fillets…

Chicken fillets

1 packet of Ina Paarman’s Mushroom sauce.

Ina Paarman mushroom sauceThis does have 7g carbs per 100ml, but you will see later I thinned it out a bit which reduces the individual impact…

Carbs in sauceSo, simply put the oven on to 180C. Pour the sauce over the chicken…

Sauce on chicken filletsBake uncovered in the oven for 20-25 minutes…

Half way throughAt this stage, I turned the fillets  and found a few leftover mushrooms (about 100g) and a chopped baby marrow…Mushrooms and courgettes


So they went on top with a splash (2 to 3 tablespoons) of cream to increase the sauce and spread the carb load…

Splash of cream on the chickenI then covered it with cheddar cheese and broke a round of feta over it as well. Back into the oven looking like this…

Ready for the ovenThat in itself looks good. Another 20-25 minutes and dinner is served…

Cheesy mushroom chickenThe fillets were fabulously tender and altogether it was delicious.

Great for lunch or dinner any day of the week! Feeds 4.

Colossians 3:15

Let the peace of God rule in your hearts.

Keep the smile going!

God bless you!

In His Grip,

Helga xx :)








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Meet Janet!


For the past week, we have been privileged to have Janet in our home.


Janet in Oxford

Born in Iceland to an English father and a French mother, Janet is gifted in languages, speaking Icelandic, English & French fluently. But there’s more!  In 2004, she went to Greece on a three month missions trip and God called her to stay! After a year at Bible school in Greece, she formally joined Hellenic Ministries. She quickly added Greek to her linguistic bouquet.

Janet’s parents are New Age and so that is the environment in which she was raised – believing tarot cards, healing with crystals, meditation, reiki etc. At the age of 15, a friend of hers invited her to a Christian youth group. She met people with a similar international background and so was drawn to the that kind of community. For this reason she carried on going. She gradually started believing in the Lord, but attributed her New Age practices to the Lord. She convinced herself that God was healing her through the reiki or the crystals or speaking to her through tarot cards. For a while, she straddled the fence with one foot in Christianity and one in New Age beliefs.  After about a year and half. At that time, her youth group had a weekend retreat, the subject of which was New Age. A born-again ex-witch (wow) came to speak to them. In one night, the Lord used her to break down all Janet’s New Age foundations. For Janet, this was an extremely painful weekend, as she realised that everything she had believed up to that point had been one big lie. Many tears were shed. Janet says that when you dabble in the occult, the devil has a hold on you and he is not going to let you go without a fight. For about two and a half years  she struggled with doubt as to why Christianity was the only way and why New Age was so evil. So she made a deal with the Lord that she would stay away from her New Age practises, but added that she needed more answers about Christianity. It was at that time that the Lord took her to a Greek Orthodox monastery in the south of England. Here  she met a Swiss French monk. (Amazing that God always meets a person at the point of their need). Having French in common, Janet struck up a connection with the monk. The Lord prompted her to ask him about New Age. He gave her an article, written in French, and suggested she reads it and then they can discuss it. She did and all of the answers she needed were in that article. Amazing! She went back to the monk and he told her that, even though she had closed the door to satan, she had left a little window open at the back and that was how satan was getting into her life.  The monk prayed over her life and the group of women she was with also prayed over her life on that day and all the strongholds were broken. Praise the Lord. She never went back to her New Age lifestyle and a year later she was in Greece working full time for the Lord.

2 Corinthians 5:17

“Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, the new creation has come: The old has gone, the new is here!”

She is in Cape Town for three months doing an internship with a ministry-minded business called Appshed. You can read more about Janet and what she does by visiting her website, which means The Journey in Greek (

Lovely Janet spent the first week of her time here with us and has just moved into her own digs not far away. She certainly gets out and about…

Janet flying over the volcano in Iceland

Janet flying over the volcano in Iceland

And here she is on her electric scooter in Athens. :-)

Janet on her electric scooter in Athens

What I love about Janet is her exuberance, her huge amount of faith and her desire to work for Jesus.

It’s been a blessing having her and we hope to see her again soon!

Each of us have a story to tell. What’s yours?

Keep the smile going.

God bless you!

In His Grip,

Helga xx :-)

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When Death Comes


It just seems over this new year that there have been a number of tragic deaths within my greater circle. Most of the people, I don’t know, but have only heard about.  Naturally, as I have got older, I have encountered death more often. There are more funerals than weddings. It is expected that parents will die before their children. It is when the opposite occurs that the greatest heartache comes.  My heart breaks for parents who have lost a child. Those are difficult circumstances to be sure, but when I heard of a family who lost two of their children, aged 18 and 23, five months apart, I had no words. What can you say to a mother dealing with that level of grief? How does she cope? How does anyone cope when they lose a child, let alone two? There are no easy answers.

All I can say is “God knows.” He knows that there is more to come. He knows that this life is not all there is. He knows that only part of your life is written while you are on this earth. The remainder takes place in eternity. It doesn’t end when you take your last breath. Your son,  your daughter – they are not ‘gone’. They are just not here. This is a temporary separation – that will end when God calls you home. Then, there will be a wonderful reunion – no more pain – no more suffering – no more tears.

John 11:25-26

Jesus said to her, “I am the resurrection and the life. He who believes in Me will live, even though he dies;  and whoever lives and believes in Me will never die. Do you believe this?

Sunset over the AtlanticWe don’t know what heaven will be like, but we do know that it will be spectacular, far better than we can ever imagine and far greater than we have ever seen.  I don’t know what we will do there, but I do know that whatever we do it will bring us far more joy and fulfillment than we have ever experienced here on earth.

But for the moment, we have to continue living this life on earth.

Everyone deals with death differently. Some are philosophical. They cry. They grieve. They accept. They move on. For others, acceptance does not come easily. The pain continues. Time heals, but not enough. The pain is like a sharp sword penetrating into the deepest part of the heart and soul.  I believe professional help is essential. Go and pour out your feelings, your anger, your pain.

God does not want you to grieve for the rest of your life – and neither does the one who has passed from this world to the next. God wants you to live an abundant life and your loved one does too. First, though, allow yourself time to heal.

And don’t stop believing. There are always going to be things this side of eternity that we don’t understand. We will only see it all clearly when we die. God is real. He loves you. He sees your pain. He comforts you. He has a plan for your life and it is one for good. Keep trusting God. He will pull you through. God knows the pain you suffer – He knows what it is like to lose a child.

Be patient with yourself and cling to God.

You are in His Grip.

People are praying for you.

God bless you.

Helga xx

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Useful To Know… And Inexpensive To Use…Cape Town Courier


Sometimes this blog is a helpful platform to to spread the news of a useful service. With the SA Post Office losing credibility with strikes and stories of mismanagement and theft, what other options do you have for getting mail or documents from one side of the country to another?  My wonderful daughter and her husband (Stacey and Adrian) have settled in Swellendam, two hours drive out of Cape Town and I recently had need to send them something. First I Googled “couriers in Cape Town” and “couriers in Fish Hoek”. It was amazing how little came back at me. I did find some more national couriers so I emailed a few for prices. I got back that  costs (without insurance) ranged from R140 to R300. One of the service providers suggested I used Pick n Pay’s courier service. There is no Pick n Pay in Swellendam, so I wondered if it would apply. I asked at the enquiry counter and learned that it was not Pick n Pay who does the delivery but they work with a company called Aramex. I was directed to the Smart Zone and there, I was very promptly, sold a R99 courier packet.

Receipt for courierThe transaction went through quicker than I would have liked. I filled in the waybill, of which I kept the top copy which included the tracking number…

Tracking numberI was sending a piece of electronic equipment and should have spent a little more time securing it in bubble wrap. While it was secure in a box, I was concerned that it would get crushed en route and then cost me a few thousand rand to replace. They had special comments and in that I put “Handle with care”. I guess I was hopeful this would be read. Once sealed, there is a large red box into which you drop package. I was told it should arrive at its destination within 72 hours. As I walked away, I was more and more concerned that I hadn’t packaged it properly. Just “dropping” it in the box worried me…I put my arm right down the entry hole, stretching as far as I could so it didn’t drop too far. How do you not worry about a tablet in a little box, with no other packaging that you have just sent (with no insurance) across the country? I prayed! I sent Stacey a message and told her it should arrive by Thursday (that’s tomorrow). Imagine my surprise when I received a whatsapp from Stace this morning with this picture attached…it arrived safe and sound and started with no problem…all well with the R99 courier service….if there is another  next time, I’ll be a bit more thoughtful, however, about packaging and insurance.

TabletAnyway, the whole reason for this blog is to let you know that there is a useful courier service in your local Pick n Pay…and I didn’t get paid to say it…

AramexHa. So I googled “Couriers in the Bible.” They are there, in several places. Way back when Hezekiah sent the call out for all of God’s people to celebrate the Passover, couriers were used.

2 Chronicles 30:6

At the king’s command, couriers went throughout Israel and Judah with letters from the king and from his officials, which read: “People of Israel, return to the LORD, the God of Abraham, Isaac and Israel, that He may return to you who are left, who have escaped from the hand of the kings of Assyria.”

It’s a good message and one we can all take note of today: return to the Lord.

Keep the smile going!

God bless you!

In His Grip,

Helga xx :-)

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