Monday, November 10, 2014

A Deeper Walk With God.

I have just  finished reading Madame Jeanne Guyon's autobiography. All I can say is... nothing worthy of what I read. I do not wish to venerate any person but she had an exceptionally deep walk with God.

Many years ago I read her book, "Experiencing the Depths of Jesus Christ." It was absolutely brilliant. It was about prayer and entering into an intimate relationship with our living Lord. I read it about four times and each time a deeper truth was revealed to me. I was so blessed by it that I bought numerous copies to give away and bless others.

I can now see where the material  for this book came from. It was her life long walk with the Lord and the close presence of the Holy Spirit whom she freely acknowledges as her comforter and friend. That, together with the persecutions which she endured from family, friends and the traditional church drew Jeanne into a life long mission to seek God in her innermost being. This she succeeded in doing.

This morning I was drawn by the Holy Spirit into a time of worship. I found some of my favourite worship songs on Youtube and I include them below for you to enjoy with the Lord.






With much love,


Jack

Sunday, July 20, 2014

Cigar Box Guitar

Hey, I just found this cool video on Cigar Box Guitars. Really cool, with a bit of history on stringed instruments, by Glenn Kaiser of Resurrection Band. This was recorded at the Cornerstone Festival, Chicago.

You must check it out.





With much love,

Jack.


Monday, June 3, 2013

Never Ever Doubt That God Is With You... He Cares for You.

Many times in our walk with the Lord we question our standing with Him. We experience times of trouble, turmoil and hurt and wonder why. There are answers to all these things but I think the most important thing to know is that God is always with us... did He not promise that.

I have stumbled and fallen many times in my 35 years walk with the Lord but underneath were the everlasting arms, always ready to lift me up again and set my feet back upon the Rock.

Listen to this song by Casting Crowns. The mime is amazing. Below the video I have printed the lyrics for you. But you must watch the video and let God's love fill your spirit.





Who Am I
Who am I, that the Lord of all the earth
Would care to know my name
Would care to feel my hurt
Who am I, that the Bright and Morning Star
Would choose to light the way
For my ever wandering heart

Not because of who I am
But because of what You've done
Not because of what I've done
But because of who You are

I am a flower quickly fading
Here today and gone tomorrow
A wave tossed in the ocean
Vapor in the wind
Still You hear me when I'm calling
Lord, You catch me when I'm falling
And You've told me who I am
I am Yours, I am Yours

Who am I, that the eyes that see my sin
Would look on me with love and watch me rise again
Who am I, that the voice that calmed the sea
Would call out through the rain
And calm the storm in me

Not because of who I am
But because of what You've done
Not because of what I've done
But because of who You are

I am a flower quickly fading
Here today and gone tomorrow
A wave tossed in the ocean
Vapor in the wind
Still You hear me when I'm calling
Lord, You catch me when I'm falling
And You've told me who I am
I am Yours

Not because of who I am
But because of what You've done
Not because of what I've done
But because of who You are

I am a flower quickly fading
Here today and gone tomorrow
A wave tossed in the ocean
Vapor in the wind
Still You hear me when I'm calling
Lord, You catch me when I'm falling
And You've told me who I am
I am Yours

I am Yours
Whom shall I fear
Whom shall I fear
'Cause I am Yours
I am Yours


With much love,

Jack.

Sunday, November 11, 2012

Waiting for the Lord

There are times during our walk with the Lord when we feel that we have hit a dead end. We so long to move on but He doesn't seem to communicate with us.

This can be a real time of testing for us... testing of our faith in Him and our patience. Can we wait - believing? Do we still worship Him while we are waiting to hear?

Psalm 27:14   Wait for the LORD; be strong and take heart and wait for the LORD.

Listen to this lovely song by Twila Paris.




With much love,

Jack.

Monday, June 11, 2012

How Beautiful.

How Beautiful is The Body of Christ.

Just found this amazing song by Twila Paris on YouTube.



With much love,


Jack. 

P.S. Read this short post on the Body of Christ


Sunday, June 10, 2012

The Church In The Father's Heart

I have just started a new blog entitled The Church In The Father's Heart.

This blog will be all about exploring and searching the scriptures to find out God the Father's plan and purpose for the church. 

When I say the church, I am referring to the church that Jesus is building and not the institutional church structures that we see today.

If you would like to follow along and get involved in the discussion please visit us at The Church In The Father's Heart.

With much love,


Jack.

Sunday, August 21, 2011

De Rust wins Town of the Year 2011 for South Africa.

Wow! Not only did De Rust win the competition for the Best Town in the Western Cape, but went on to win the best Town of the Year 2011 for the whole of South Africa and Namibia. Second place went to Parys and third was Swakopmund in Namibia.

Our new sign boards at both entrances to our town.

Yesterday the town celebrated with a carnival. Processions down the main road, street party with stalls selling everything from ice cream to candles and a concert featuring some of South Africa's top singers.

We ran a Face Painting and Street Art stall which attracted a lot of interest by the kids. Photos of the day can be viewed at De Rust Celebrates.

The sponsors of the competition were: Rapport Newspaper, kykNet/Kwela and Leopard's Leap Wines. De Rust gets R2 million  worth of advertising by Rapport and Kwela (great for tourism) and training for 50 people in the hospitality industry (waiters mainly) from Leopard's Leap.

For the voters the prizes were: 1st name drawn, a new VW Polo Vivo, 2nd person drawn 7 nights at a holiday spa in Mauritius,  and third prize ten 18 ltr special edition bottles of wine.

Enjoy the photos, and if you are a local person then please pass the link on.


Regards,
Jack.




Tuesday, July 5, 2011

De Rust, Western Cape, South Africa.

Our quaint little village of De Rust is in the top three of the "Best Town Of The Year" competition in the Western Cape. In the past two weeks we have been visited by teams from The Rapport Newspaper and the Kwela TV show.

Besides all of the beautiful surrounding attractions like Meiringspoort with its waterfall, the majestic Swartberg and Kammanassie Mountains with nature reserves and hiking trails, De Rust has maintained its old world charm. Its unspoiled, old world Victorian vibe is relatively untouched.

Donkey carts are the chosen form of transport for the locals and no one seems to mind the "exhaust" droppings left behind. Much more eco-friendly than petrol and diesel fumes :-).

Need something from the local grocery store... you just walk. Want to visit a friend on the other side of town... you just walk. "Town" is only about 1 kilometer by 1 kilometer.

De Rust is home to some of South Africa's well known artists and their works, together with other artists, are displayed in the local art galleries.

We also host a number of sporting events during the year like the Meieringspoort Half Marathon (coming up in October again), Stomp Drift Dam Angling Competition, mountain bike challenges etc.

Biking Clubs also make use of De Rust as a stop over during their rallies.


It is not unusual to see vintage cars lining the main street at various times of the year.


The results of the competition will be made known later in July this year.


Well done De Rust for getting to this stage of the competition!!!


A very happy and contented resident.

 

Sunday, January 2, 2011

Family and Friends - Special Blessings.

We have just said goodbye to Pierre and Jackie, and their two children Liam and Erin. They were passing through on their way home to Himeville in Natal, having spent a lovely holiday at Gamka Kloof here in the Western Cape.

Pierre represents an overseas organisation that supplies funding and equipment to rural schools. He brought us a crate of materials for a school that we are helping in our area. There will be many smiling faces at the Rooirivier School when they start back in mid January. New tooth brushes, pencils, pens, erasers, crayons, colour pencils and calculators.

Two other preschools in our area will also be blessed with pencils etc.

It was good to catch up on all the news from Pierre. His parents are good friends of ours.

From the 6th to the 16th of December we had my son Daryl and his family with us. It was great to see them all; Cindy his wife and my four grandchildren. Our girls loved having all the kids around. They had a ball. Day trips to the beach and the waterfall at Meiringspoort, where our daughter Hannah had her 6th Birthday party as well on the 15th. More friends from town joined us. Hannah chose the venue as it is her favourite swimming spot. On the 7th we had Emily's 3rd Birthday party at home with the family and friends. Daryl took all the kids on the famous De Rust Donkey Cart ride that morning.

It was special having Daryl's family here for Emily and Hannah's Birthday parties as our children have always been good friends. After we moved to De Rust they really missed one another. Skype is a blessing.  

On the 13th we fetched Suzanne Morin, a friend from Canada, at the airport in George. We had a great time. A trip to the beach at Victoria Bay and a drive over the Swartberg Pass and of course a trip to the waterfall. Then back to the airport on 20th in the morning for happy/sad farewells.

On the afternoon of the 20th Kathryn's brother, Brian, arrived. He left on the 21st and Kathryn's parents arrived. They were followed by Kathryn's other brother Duncan, his wife Lize and little Timothy on the 23rd.

Brian and his girlfriend Anneli came back on the 24th and we all spent a lovely Christmas day together. We were joined by Kathryn's uncle Peter and aunt June. They live on a farm 30 kilometres out of town.

On the morning of the 28th everyone left on their journey home.

It was a wonderful time. I want to stress that it is so important to maintain good relationships with family and friends, especially for the young children. Extended family is vital for our children.

I thank to Lord for these special times.


With much love,

Jack.

Thursday, November 25, 2010

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Happy Thanksgiving and Happy Hosting.

Jack.

Monday, November 1, 2010

Cape Pioneer Trek - MTB Race.

On Wednesday afternoon 20th October I helped out at the final water table at the finish line of Stage 3 in De Rust. Man were those riders exhausted. We had people sticking their feet in buckets of ice! Downing water and coke; two, three and four cups. Then eating humongous helpings of pasta and kiche.

The local church hall looked like a war zone! There were about 30 physiotherapists working on sore muscles. The "patients" all lying on tables were in agony. They call this fun??? There were about 20 riders who never started Stage 4 the next day.

That night we served dinner to the riders. What a spread! Two of the restaurants in town  and a number of local ladies provided the food.

We left De Rust at about 6:15am on Thursday 21st October to set up the first water tables about 25 kms out on the Beaufort West Road. We drove through the beautiful Meiringspoort. Always spectacular. You see different aspects in different light.

As we finished setting up our tables and sponsors' banners, gazebos and the like the local farmer's wife came and invited us for coffee and rusks. Most welcome as there was a icy cold wind blowing.

After coffee we loaded the tables with water, coke, energy replacement and bananas. Later some ladies arrived and packed out mini koeksusters, custard tarts, peanuts.

The front riders came in about 9am and didn't even stop. Just grabbed some water as they road through. Super fit these guys.

Anyway I was appointed to the chain lube gang. Whilst the riders were feasting and drinking myself and Frans were lubing their bicycle chains.

There was a great vibe at our station. Lots of jokes between us and the riders. Sadly a couple of competitors dropped out here and also a few kilometres down the road. The previous day's stage to De Rust had been gruelling with temperatures as high as 41C and averaging 33C over the whole distance.

The last riders came through at about 11am. Not competing any longer just enjoying the ride and scenery... muscles just too tired to push it.

It was a great day. The ground crews were well prepared and equipped thanks to the many sponsors.

Jack.

P.S. Check out the race details and photos here: http://www.capepioneer.co.za











Saturday, October 16, 2010

De Rust/Meieringspoort Marathon.

Great excitement in our little village this weekend.

The annual  marathon has just finished. The village is buzzing with about  4000 people. All the accommodation establishments are full; the locals open their houses to take in the overflow.

Great excitement for our three girls as our house is on the route. We are about 1km from the finish. We sat outside on the side walk eating breakfast and cheering the runners/walkers on. There were over 1500 entries for both the 10km and 21km races.

They run through the beautiful Meieringspoort for about 19,5km and then enter the village. The route is absolutely flat... until they turn into the village. The last kilometre is up hill for about 900metres and then downhill for the last 100 metres. 

The girls learned some new Afrikaans words from one of our neigbours, "Amper daar" - "Almost there." They were clapping and cheering the runners on. Quite cute.

Great carnival atmosphere at the finishing point with refreshment stalls doing crazy business.

Kathryn helped at one of the tea/coffee stalls yesterday.

Next week we have the Pioneer Classic, a big mountain bike race. I will be helping out at one of the water points along the route.






Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Time Flies.

Almost a year ago we were planning a trip to visit our friends, John and Dorothy, in Montreal. Unfortunately our visas were denied.

Then in March of this year we did a trip to St Francis Bay via Matatiele where we stayed a week with an old friend of mine, Nicky Maartens. We spent three months in St Francis looking after a Bed and Breakfast business for friends of ours who went to the UK to visit family. A working holiday for me but great fun for the whole family.

During the three months we visited Kathryn's uncle and aunt on a farm in De Rust, first for a long weekend and the on our way back home for a week. It snowed one night and we woke up at 3:30 in the morning to a white world. We got our three girls out of bed, dressed them up warmly and went outside. They had never seen snow before. What excitement! We built a snow man and had a snow ball fight. Then inside for some hot choc and coffee. The girls were too excited to go back to sleep and so we all stayed up and watched the sunrise.

That visit to De Rust got us to finally make up our minds concerning a decision we had been putting off for some time. Move back into the country. De Rust was the place. We went back home packed up and were back in De Rust at the end of July. What a great decision. We are loving it. Such a beautiful little hamlet. Peaceful and safe, especially for our young daughters. Hey the locals even leave their cars parked out in the street all night... not even locked.

More later. The reason we felt to move to De Rust.


Saturday, January 2, 2010

Testimony Part 2.

As I drove away from St. Stephen’s Anglican Church on that Friday afternoon my mind was racing. Why had I stopped? Why had I gone inside to enquire? What was happening with me? What was I going to do with the service times that I had gotten from the minister’s wife?


When Val arrived home I found myself announcing to her with all boldness and conviction that we were going to church on Sunday. Well you could have knocked her over with a feather. When she asked why, I told her about my afternoon, and said I don’t know why but we are going. Well I was anyway.


Sunday morning 23rd August 1978. I will never forget that date! It was the day that turned my life around 180 degrees.


We arrived as a family at about 08:45 am. The sidewalk on both sides of the road outside the church building was packed with cars. I didn’t know that going to church was this popular. We parked the car and walked up the driveway to the small building. I noticed an elderly lady watching us as we approached. 


She had that same countenance as Ozzie and Ruth. A glow!


She came forward to greet us with outstretched arms, gave Val and me a big hug (what was with these people – just like Ozzie and Ruth), and introduced herself as Olive Bird. I introduced our family. After fussing over Nadia and Daryl she turned, looked me straight in the eyes and said, “Jack the Lord has a great plan for your life.”


Who is the Lord… my life? I was quite happy with the way things were. Nice home in a lovely suburb. Brand new Audi. Working for myself. What could be better? Little did I know?


Olive ushered us inside and I was planning a back row seat. No chance. That place was packed… wall to wall people. And man, what a vibe. I was always taught that you didn’t talk inside a church building. Maybe whisper if it was urgent. But this! These people were alive in the utmost sense of the word. There must have been about 180 folk packed in there and they were all talking at once, out loud. And happy with faces all aglow. Like a big family reunion.


Enter Batman. You know… the guy who dresses like mother but you call him father. I take it this must be Allan the minister. No formal procession, he just walks down the aisle greeting folks like he was one of them. They really seem pleased to see him and vice versa. I still did not know what brought me to this place but I was beginning to feel comfortable. This was… well nice.


Allan gets to the front, welcomes everyone, prays and then the next thing we have piano, organ and guitar breaking into an upbeat song. Spontaneously all jump to their feet, start clapping in time to the music and doing a sort of dance. Not the way I danced at parties and clubs. It was a sort of happy little jig. I found myself joining in dancing, clapping and singing along with them. The words to the song were projected onto a big screen, and just as well because no one could hold a song book in their hands.


The songs were all about Jesus and “Father God”. The tempo slows down after about three or four songs and the people seem to be awestruck. Raising their hands above there heads as if reaching out to Someone. It is as though they were singing a love song and it would not be many days before I would be doing the same thing. Fully understanding this act of love and adoration.


This was no ordinary Anglican Church. Oh they did some of the things I remembered from twenty years ago. You know like the announcements, the prayers for the sick, the collection, scripture readings and the sermon but they did them with feeling and meaning. Almost as though they were communicating with a real being some where. This was real, not recital. This was alive. This was exciting. This was doing something on the inside of me. I did not understand.


At the end of the sermon Allan said something like, “If anyone would like to know more about this Jesus that we have been talking about then please come back into the building after you have had a cup of tea”. He dismissed us with a prayer.


Pouring out of that building was a mass of joyful, bubbling people. The tea time was just as vibrant as the service had been. The people just could not stop talking about Jesus. Many folk came to introduce themselves. Genuine. Laid back. Nothing planned. I could sense a real loving concern for us.


Allan made a call for those who were interested to come back into the church. With no hesitation at all I started for the door with Val following close behind. I was on a mission not of my own petition. A jolly young man also dressed in his clerical garb invited us to take a seat or rather a pew. Rob sat on the pew in front of us, turned around and leaned over the backrest of his pew. With a big warm smile on his face he asked, “What would you like to know about Jesus?” Neither he nor Val were expecting what happened next.


Tears just started streaming down my cheeks and then I began to sob uncontrollably. Nadia and Daryl who had been playing with the other youngsters outside came in to see what was wrong with their dad. They had never seen me cry before. (This by the way, men crying or rather not crying, is a big problem in society. More about this in a later chapter.) Val reassured them that I was alright and they ran out to play again.


No one said a word as I just continued to cry for what seemed to be an eternity. When I managed to stop sobbing Rob said not to worry it was the Lord touching me. I don’t think he actually knew what to do or say. We left without any further words being spoken. I spent a very subdued afternoon and evening. No beers!


Monday morning shortly after eight o’clock found me knocking on Allan’s door. He immediately invited me in. I don’t know what he was busy with but I am sure that he realised that I needed answers. He was right. I wanted to know what had happened to me yesterday. Today I felt different. I just had this tremendous peace within me. But why? He gave me a little booklet entitled “The Gospel According to St. John” and asked me to read it and then come back to see him.


Without knowing it I was holding in my hand a portion of the Bible. I really was un-churched. I had never possessed a Bible or so I thought. Until in 2002 when I moved down to Ficksburg in the Eastern Free State I discovered a King James Bible in one of my boxes. On the fly page was this inscription, To Jackie, with love from Mum and Dad 1956. I have no idea what the occasion was and since both my parents have already passed away I cannot not ask. I was thirteen back then.


Well I read the booklet, going over passages and chapters again and again. I needed to understand what was happening. Over the next two weeks the penny began to drop. An understanding of being born again began to take root within me. I finally got to the end of the booklet and there was a prayer. I am sure you know it or something similar. On 4th September 1978 I prayed that prayer and in so doing I verbalised the fact that I had chosen to make Jesus Christ the Lord of my life.


Olive Bird was right. God did have a plan for my life and it was not too long before he started revealing that plan to me. I was on the most exciting journey of my life.


The road has not always been smooth. I have experienced that scripture that says strait is the gate and narrow is the path… the two words narrow and strait in the Greek imply that the entrance and the path travelled are filled with obstacles.


Many Christians try by all means to bypass these obstacles but never with success. You see God put those there for a purpose. That purpose is to bring us to maturity in our walk with Him and in our dealings with people. Not to punish us.


Without this maturity we will never truly see God and experience all that He has prepared for us.


Today God our Heavenly Father is busy preparing a people who will become the Church that He has in His heart. The Church that Jesus is building. A church without walls. A church built upon the only true foundation… Jesus. A church where Jesus is the head and the Holy Spirit is in control. A church that overflows with the love of God which He continually pours into our hearts by the Holy Spirit. A church which knows no discrimination of any kind, where kings and paupers sit side by side bonded together by God’s unconditional love.


That is the church of my dreams. It is a journey into the Heart of God, there to discover His eternal plan for the body of Christ. I invite you to join me on this exciting journey.


May the love of God and the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ and the fellowship of the Holy Spirit be with you always.

With much love,


Jack.

Monday, December 28, 2009

Testimony

I really feel the need to publish my testimony here on the blog. While writing my testimony for publication a few years ago, I sensed the Lord saying that there was far more to it than just my experience of being born again. A book was birthed out of this, recording my walk with the Lord over the past 34 years. This is from chapter two of the book, which is far from finished.

Each life yielded to the Lord and under the control of the Holy Spirit is another chapter in the book of Acts. It will only be completed when Jesus returns to fetch His Bride. And so it is with my life's story. The story of how God used an ordinary man to achieve a part of His purpose. His ways and thoughts are higher than ours.

The Story Begins.

Driving home one sunny, late winter’s afternoon in August, a sign caught my eye. It read “St. Stephens Anglican Church”. I had driven this route many times before but on this Friday afternoon I had an inner urge to stop. At the time I did not realise it but now I know that it was a divine appointment.

I think it was the “Anglican” bit that triggered it. My mind flashed back some twenty years to my confirmation in the Anglican Church. At the family “celebration meal” after the service my dad bless his soul, he is now with the Lord, said that I could now make my own decision about whether or not to go to church. We were not a church going family but did the “right” things.



My decision was made. A resounding NO! After all, I had gotten absolutely nothing out of it. When I got up from the altar rail on that Sunday I felt no different from the day our catechism classes started. I never even felt a sense of duty towards my parents or God. As a matter of fact all I knew about God was what I had “learned” in catechism classes and recited, rote fashion, in the creed.

Now twenty years later, I stopped the car, reversed and drove into the entrance of the property. Without hesitation and not knowing why, I got out of the car, went up to the front door and knocked.

A young woman, about my age, opened the door and politely asked if she could help me. For a few seconds I was phased. I couldn’t remember what you called the main man. “Could I see the err…” I stammered. “… my husband Allan” she helped me out. “Is he the err… “, she helped me again “…yes the minster, but he is not in right now”.

“Thanks” I said, “I will call again.” Whew! I was off the hook. But as I turned to leave she asked whether she could be of assistance. Before I knew it I was asking what time the Sunday services were. Seven am, nine am and six pm. I thanked her and made a hurried exit.

What was happening? I had not attended a church service, by choice, for twenty years. Why this sudden interest in church? Little did I realise at the time but God had been planting seeds in my heart.

About five years prior to this my dad, who now had become a regular church attendee, put me on a guilt trip about my two children. So to keep him happy, Val (my wife at the time) and I started attending the Free Church with my dad so that the kids could go to “Sunday school”. A month later my dad moved to the other side of town. Just the break I needed. 

My decision was that on Sunday mornings Val and I would take turns in taking the kids to Sunday school. I am not sure what Val did on her Sundays but I would drop the kids off and having bought the Sunday Times newspaper on the way to the church, I would park under a shady tree and read. This only lasted about a month and then the novelty wore off. We stopped going. Do you know what? The kids never once asked if they could go again. They were just having too much fun on a Sunday at home as a family.

Then about a year before the St. Stephens episode another strange thing happened. One Sunday afternoon as I was quietly sitting and reading there was a knock at the front door. Upon answering I found an elderly lady quite distressed because her car had broken down. She asked if she could phone her husband and would I mind looking up the telephone number for her. Remember the days before mobiles?

Their surname was “van Schalkwyk” and I found the number at the address she had given me. I dialed the number for her and handed her the telephone. While she was chatting to her husband my mind started processing the info. The name Ozzie came to mind. When she had finished the call and thanked me, I asked whether she had a son about my age as the address she had given rang a bell in my mind. She said that she did and that he was married with two children. It turned out to be an old school friend that I had not seen since we left the army in 1962. It was now 1977. I asked her to give him my regards.

A few weeks later. Sunday afternoon. Enjoying a cold beer; knock at the front door. Sundays were beginning to get to me. What happened to the peace and quiet. To my surprise I opened the door to find Ozzie standing there. He was all dressed up in a suit. What was up? Had he been to a funeral? People don’t have funerals on a Sunday. No, Ozzie was on his way to church. I could not help myself, maybe the beer helped, but I burst out laughing.

Ozzie did not think it was funny. He had actually come to invite me along. I laughed again and offered him a beer. No thanks, he didn’t drink anymore. This time I almost cracked I laughed so hard. Ozzie did not think it was funny. This was definitely not the same guy I knew in the good old army days. Ozzie had been born again, whatever that meant. I declined his invitation and invited him to come around again, not on a Sunday, for a chat about the good old days. He left. Strange though, he never seemed angry or phased at all. His face was actually glowing.

I forgot all about that incident until… you guessed it, the next Sunday afternoon. Knock at the front door. Ozzie in suit inviting me to church. Me, beer in hand laughing. I decline, Ozzie leaves with peaceful look on his face.

What is with this guy? He used to be a great buddy. Now he is hassling me.

Not again. Sunday afternoon. Ozzie suit. Me beer. This time I wasn’t laughing. I could see that he was serious about getting me to go to church. Did he know something I didn’t? Ok. I agreed to go once if he agreed to stop hassling me. Deal. He gave me the address and said he would wait outside for me just before six pm.

Val and I bundled the kids into the car and drove the five or six kilometers to find that the address was a Boy Scout Hall! There was Ozzie in his suit. I was dressed in an open neck shirt. Part of the deal… no dressing up. He greeted me like a long lost friend. He hugged me! Strange… a slap on the back would have been good enough.

Inside the building I found about sixty people. They were happy! Strange… I had never seen this in a church service before. There was even a guy up front with a guitar! Church? Then we were asked to settle down. We had to because the place was buzzing. Someone opened with a prayer. Ah! It was a church service. Then we were asked to stand to sing. Definitely a church service. Now what? People clapping their hands to happy songs… with a beat. Definitely not your normal church service. This I could go for. I had been a jazz/rock drummer so this part was good.

Then people started talking in strange languages. Weird or what? A man, maybe the minister, spoke about something from the Bible. But by this time I had gone into shut down mode. I couldn’t wait for it to end.

Afterwards, I thanked Ozzie for inviting me and said that I hoped he would keep his side of the deal. Do not invite me again. Sure he said with a big smile. That was that!

However about six months later our paths were to cross again. This time it was my choice. Val and I had been going through some serious marriage problems and once again the subject of divorce came up. A name immediately came to mind. You guessed right again… Ozzie. But I never had a contact number. Then I remembered the address I had looked up for his mom, found the number, called her and got a number for Ozzie. His name was actually Raymond according to his mom… I never knew.

I made an appointment to see him and when I arrived I found both Ozzie and his wife Ruth waiting for me. Ozzie could see that I was not happy to have a woman in on our discussion but he assured me that Ruth would remain neutral. Now this was the first time that we had actually spoken together since our army days. Apart from our greetings on the night of the church service, we never communicated. 

To my surprise I found both Ozzie and Ruth to be very gentle. Ruth’s face was also aglow with that same peace that I had seen on Ozzie’s face. What was this? They read some passages out of the bible and explained how they applied to marriage. They started talking about Jesus, but I was trying to control myself from weeping. I never really heard what they were saying. Somehow I felt better about my situation and after they had prayed, yes prayed out loud for Val and me, I thanked them and left.


Strange meeting. Apart from a minister, I had never heard ordinary people pray out loud before. And when they prayed it was as though they were talking to someone who was in the room with us. I truly cannot remember what they prayed but somehow I knew that it was for real.

Our marriage stayed intact. I didn’t know why. And, I never saw Ozzie and Ruth again until maybe five years later. Why the interlude concerning Ozzie? I believe now that seeds were planted which bore fruit on the 23rd August 1978.

With much love ,

Jack.
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Sunday, February 10, 2008

Work From Home - Home Birth - Home Schooling.

Hi there,

Sorry about the long silence but a lot has happened in the last while. I found a good work from home opportunity and a part time job.

I was unemployed for eighteen months and during that time the Lord was faithful in providing for the needs of my family. He did this by allowing me the time to learn about the internet and through a friend I found out about how to work from home on the internet. I am still a newbie but making progress. I also did a lot of handyman work for people.

Also in July last year I was offered a job doing bookkeeping for a company and was provided with a better PC than I had. My boss had a DSL connection installed for me at home and guess what? Yep, I now work from home doing books and IM.

On a more personal level our third daughter, Emily Beth, was born on the 7th December 2007. A precious gift from Jesus. She weighed in at 3,49kg with a big mop of dark hair. Kathryn, my wife, gave birth at home in our bath. What a beautiful experience. I can recommend a home birth with a good midwife anytime. Very intimate and personal.

Kathryn is now home schooling our other two girls, Sarah and Hannah. What a pleasure it is to be able to work from home and be part of the daily development of my children.

Still more exciting news is that we have at last found a group of people who love Jesus and desire nothing more than a deep relationship with him. See article posted in January 2007 "The Church of my Dreams." My prayer for you if you read this post is that the Lord will also show you His real Body - His Church.

We are truly blessed right now by what the Lord is doing in our lives.


With much love,

Jack.

Friday, June 29, 2007

He is the Vine and we are the Branches – Fruit of the Spirit.

The church that is in the Father’s heart is like the vine. The Lord Jesus is that vine, He is the church. For in Him are all things. He is the Life of the vine and without His life the vine would not have life, the life imparted by the Holy Spirit. We are the branches that spring forth out of the Vine and only have life insofar as we are joined to the Vine. The life that we have comes from the very life of the Vine. And, the fruit that we bear is the fruit that comes from Him, for that fruit is His very nature that He imparts to us. This is the fruit of the Holy Spirit that we read about in Galatians.

So to is the church that has been in the Father’s heart since eternity past. The Lord Jesus Christ, and He alone is the Head of the Church His body. We are the members of that body, placed there by the Holy Spirit at the moment of rebirth. And there baptized, submerged, into His Body we are to bear fruit as we are joined to the Head, Jesus.

More than just being the Head, Jesus is also the Chief Cornerstone or foundation and in Him the whole body is built up to be a dwelling place for the Father. There is no place for man-made institutions here. This is the work of the Holy Spirit as He continuously points us to Jesus and not to traditions of man.

The fruit that we are to bear can only be produced in one place, and that place is the Body of Christ – the church that Jesus is building. And that fruit dear fellow believer is: love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control. This fruit cannot be produced in any training schools designed by man. There is no discipleship training school on the face of this earth that can teach you how to produce this fruit.

It is the work of the Holy Spirit to work in us to build us up into the fullness of Christ, so to it is His work to produce this fruit in us but… it can only take place when we are members of the Body of Christ. This is not “Church Membership” as most know it. It is not a piece of paper - it is a Life and a lifestyle, and that is Christ in us the hope of glory. The very Life of God being lived in us by Jesus His Son. Nothing less!!! The apostle Paul declared this in Galatians when he said that he no longer lives but Christ lives in him.

If you do not have the assurance that Christ lives in you then no matter what “church” you belong to, no matter what denomination or house church movement, you are lost, cut off from the Vine, and are in desperate need of Jesus Christ the Son of the Living God. For in Him alone will you find your place in God’s family and have the assurance of eternal life. And only there can you produce the right kind of fruit.

This is serious. Chances are 90% that you are trapped in some or other institutional church. There you have been fed with the teachings and traditions of men that have nullified the true Word of God in your life. You have no chance of really knowing God your heavenly Father. You may have learned and know about Him, and then possibly the wrong things, but you do not know Him by experience in your heart. Do not be coerced into believing that it is only through membership of a “church” that you have salvation. That is a lie from your enemy the devil.

Do not believe that you have to go out and witness, lead others to Christ, to be able to bear fruit in the Kingdom of God or to earn your place in heaven one day.

Do not believe that because you were raised in a “Christian” home and have always attended church that you are saved.

Jesus said in John 17:3, “Now this is eternal life: that they may know you, the only true God, and Jesus Christ, whom you have sent.” And this knowing is experiential and not head knowledge.

Nothing can bring you into a personal relationship with God your Father but your own heart. No special prayer, no membership classes, no nothing but an honest and open heart. This brings the power of the Holy Spirit to work in your heart.

You see dear friend, God has poured out His Spirit on ALL MANKIND. The purpose being that when ANYONE turns to the Lord with an open heart, the Holy Spirit is right there to immediately come in, and when He does the most wonderful thing takes place. He transports you into the open, waiting arms of a loving God. He introduces you to Jesus Christ your Saviour and Lord. You are taken into the fellowship of the Father, Son and Holy Spirit. At one and the same time you become a part of the Family of God, the Body of Christ and the future Bride of Christ.

Is that not absolutely amazing. How does that happen? Why does it happen? For God so loved the world (all the inhabitants) that He sent Jesus to pay the price for your soul by dying the terrible death of crucifixion. Then He raised Jesus from the dead to be the start of a new creation; a creation that would not have to try to live by their own strength. But… a new creation that would live by the life of His Son Jesus Christ.

In doing this He opened the way back to Himself. He, God your Father, desires to have a personal, one to one relationship with you. He no longer desires, as in Old Testament times and in institutional churches today, to have to work through a mediator like Moses, the Kings and prophets or pastors, bishops and the like. In fact He never did plan for it to be that way. That was man’s decision and still is to this day. The same pattern. His Holy Spirit is the guarantee that He left us because it is He, the Holy Spirit that carries out the will of the Father today. The Lord Jesus did His part and His work on earth is finished. All we need do is just accept what He did for us and embrace His Life which He so freely gives. You cannot live the Christian life.

No matter what your standing in life is: millionaire or pauper, church goer or atheist, prostitute, drug lord, thief, murderer, upper class or bum; GOD LOVES YOU. He has made the way onto this relationship so easy; all that it requires is an honest heart; and then He will shower you with His love by the Holy Spirit which He so freely gives to us.

I challenge you today to be honest with God.

Are you an atheist? Well tell God that you do not believe that there are any gods, let alone the only true God. Tell Him you believe in your own strength and knowledge to get you through life and when you die… that’s it. Tell Him you believe in evolution and that you came from an ape. Show Him all the written theories of learned scientists. You may even get angry at Him for daring to challenge your intellect with all the twaddle you have read in this article. Go on – tell Him. You don’t even have to go down on your knees. All you need to do is just be honest with Him. That’s it. Resist Him all you want, just be honest. Then just wait and you will be surprised at what will happen. Afraid to do it? Then obviously you do believe that God exists.

Are you enjoying your life so much that you do not have time for God? Tell Him. Be honest and tell Him you want to wait a few more years and then you will think about it. Life is too much fun doing whatever it is you are busy with. Be honest with Him… tell Him how you feel.

God appreciates honesty, in fact He hates hypocrisy. You don’t need to use any special language as He understands all. Just talk to Him from an honest heart. Anyone can talk to God. You do not need any special qualification except an honest heart. Just tell Him how you feel about what you are doing and how you feel about Him.

I would like to end this article with a short extract from Watchman Nee’s book “A Table in the Wilderness.”

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They that dwell under His shadow shall return; they shall revive as the corn and blossom as the vine. Hosea 14:7

Who ever gave much thought to vine-blossom. It is in fact one of the shortest-lived flowers, scarcely noticed before it is gone and has already turned to fruit. In nature we may recognise three types of plants; those which flower but bear no fruit at all; those, such as the peach, which are remarkable both for their blossom and for their fruit; and those like the vine, whose blossoms are of small account, and which men prize only for their fruit. Evidently God places here a high valuation on the last of these.

How tempted we are to display what is impressive to men, a blossom to be admired! But the Father has set us as branches in the Vine. There, what He seeks above all is fruit-bearing.

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Think hard and deep about this and be blessed.

With much love,

Jack Viljoen.

jack@tcitfh.co.za

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Friday, May 25, 2007

A Table in the Wilderness

Hi there,

I have found a remarkable book by Watchman Nee called “A Table in the Wilderness.” Daily meditations from the ministry of Watchman Nee.

It is packed with absolute gems of revelation from the Word. These short teachings of Watchman Nee are, to say the least, eye opening… no mind blowing. He has such a deep grasp of the Word of God and above all, a real testimony of living by an indwelling Lord.

Furthermore, he had real understanding of what the church, the body of Christ, was meant to be and how it should function… under the lordship of Jesus alone. As each believer accepts that he only has life by the Son and surrenders all to his indwelling Lord; that believer is then joined to Christ’s body, the church. The Holy Spirit baptizes you into the body in exactly the place that you need to be, and there you are to function, continually seeking to honour the Head of the body viz. Christ. In fact you need to honour the whole body, for truly the whole body is Christ as the parts cannot be separated from the head.

Watchman Nee was born in China in 1903. He committed his life to the Lord at age seventeen and after thirty two years of faithful service he was arrested by the Communists, falsely accused and imprisoned. Twenty years later, in 1972, he went to be with his Lord. At the time of his arrest in 1952 approximately 400 local churches had been planted in China through his work

He was a prolific writer and authored many books. The Last words he wrote were on a small piece of paper found under his pillow in his cell, and they were…

"Christ is the Son of God who died for the redemption of sinners and resurrected after three days. This is the greatest truth in the universe. I die because of my belief in Christ. Watchman Nee."

I publish below one of the daily meditations from the book, “A Table in the Wilderness”.

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“I am come down from heaven, not to do mine own will, but the will of him who sent me.” John 6:38.

God’s will for me must not be made subject to my own temperament. When we know a man’s make-up it is often all too easy to guess what “guidance” he will get, because his natural proclivities intrude so subtly upon the leading of God. Too much so called guidance among us is little more than personal bias. A timid brother is “guided” to take a back seat. A forward brother is “guided” to take a front seat. Each claims to be led of the Lord. Is he? Or is his temperament ruling him?

The pure will of God demands of me that what I am temperamentally shall be set aside. I should be so Spirit-filled that the man beside me cannot foresee, on grounds of my temperament alone, how God will lead me. Oh let me beware of slanting the will of God in the direction of my own natural leanings!

Even the Lord Jesus, whose own will was surely faultless, nevertheless set it aside in favour of the Father’s who sent Him. If He should do that, how much more must I!

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This is something so vital in the church today that every professing Christian ought to take seriously the matter of total surrender to the Father! Without this, the church can be little more than a puppet in the hands of the enemy.

If the carnal nature of man is ruling his life then the Holy Spirit is not, and if the Holy Spirit is not leading a man’s life then he is under the control of the enemy. Remember that Satan disguises himself as angel of light and deceives many.

The apostle Paul urges us to be continually filled with the Spirit in order that we will not satisfy the desires of our carnal nature.

The Lord Jesus said that He sent us the Holy Spirit to lead us into all truth and to speak the very words of God to us. Should we settle for listening to the words of mere man when we can hear the voice of our Father? Jesus said my sheep know my voice and they follow me.

Take time to seek the Father’s will, surrendering all. Seek Him with a pure motive, and that should be simply to know Him better; not for any personal gain like status, position or recognition by man. Least of all for material things. Your Heavenly Father knows what you have need of, but He tells us to seek first His Kingdom and His righteousness and then these things shall be added.

If you are not sure how to do this and you have a real desire to enter into this personal, intimate relationship with your Heavenly Father, then contact me at the address below and I will gladly assist you.

With much love,

Jack Viljoen.
The Church in the Father’s Heart.

http://www.tcitfh.co.za

http://www.inhousechurch.com

Tuesday, April 3, 2007

Forgiveness: Release from hurts, despair, hopelessness and depression Posted By : Jack Viljoen


The story of Martie’s experience in dealing with unforgiveness towards her mother in law had the perfect ending. This is not always the case. Bitterness could have taken root so deeply on both sides that it almost seems impossible for reconciliation. Hopelessness and despair, which also lead to depression, can play havoc with the mind.

Control, domination and manipulation are other factors which cause great difficulty in dealing with the issue of unforgiveness. When faced with this kind of opposition the “victim” feels powerless and cannot see a way out. This is a terrible condition to be in.

Now I wish to say this. The Word of God is not a magical formula. It works as a whole. You cannot name it and claim it. By that I mean that there are those who latch on to one of the promises in God’s Word and keep on confessing it in the belief that it is going to produce the desired result. Or, they receive a “word” of prophecy and attempt to build their lives around it. Beware! The word can become and idol. See what the Lord says in Ezekiel 14:1 – 5. This can bring you to destruction in order that you may turn back to God, not His Word only.

Let me give you an example which fits in with our discussion of unforgiveness and bitterness. People get caught up in the teaching on prosperity and hear the preacher saying that you must believe the Word, stand on the Word, confess the Word and it will come to pass. Now there is nothing wrong with that except for one thing; the hearers of that word have not walked the same road as the speaker. He has most probably worked through the issues in his life. He has or is practicing forgiveness. He does not harbour any bitterness in his heart. He does not speak bad about other people and the most important thing; he is walking in God’s love and has a relationship with the Lord. And, all of this is only possible when one is filled with the Holy Spirit and living daily in His presence.

People will confess the scripture in Mark 11:22 – 24 where Jesus said “Have faith in God. I tell you the truth, if anyone says to this mountain, ‘Go throw yourself into the sea,’ and does not doubt in his heart but believes that what he says will happen, it will be done for him. Therefore I tell you, whatever you ask for in prayer, believe that you have received it and it will be yours.” There are two immediate problems with this type of practice. The first being that they leave out verse 25 where Jesus says “And when you stand praying, if you hold anything against anyone, forgive him, so that your Father in heaven may forgive you your sins.” This is paramount to having God’s Word produce fruit in your life. You see, without God’s forgiveness of your sins He does not even hear your prayer or confession. Isaiah 59:2 “But your iniquities have separated you from your God; your sins have hidden His face from you, so that He will not hear.” So unless you forgive others their sin against you God cannot and will not forgive your sin. Stalemate.

The other problem with this confessing, naming and claiming game is this. We need to be asking and believing in accordance with God’s will. 1 John 5:14 – 15 says “This is the confidence we have in approaching God; that if we ask anything according to His will, He hears us. And if we know that He hears us – whatever we ask – we know that we have what we asked of Him.” Can you see the results of unforgiveness. If we ask of God with unforgiveness in our hearts He does not hear us, and we can claim whatever scriptures we please; it is not going to work. This is not some magical system for getting things from our heavenly Father. We are talking about real life issues here. In James 4:1– 3 the Word says “What causes quarrels among you? Don’t they come from your desires that battle within you? You want something but don’t get it. You kill (hate) and covet, but you cannot have what you want. You quarrel and fight. You do not have because you do not ask God. When you ask, you do not receive, because you ask with wrong motives, that you may spend what you get on your pleasures.” (Self-centered).

As a result of asking incorrectly, many people don’t receive and are then angry with God. How sad? Our Father takes great delight in blessing His children. Why do we play games with Him by trying to manipulate Him with His very own words? The scripture in James says that if we ask according to His will then we know that He hears us and will grant the request. It is God’s will that we forgive? Therefore if we ask Him to help us forgive someone, do you think He will? Sure, it’s His will. But if we are still harbouring bitterness or even hurt in our hearts when we ask then He will not answer. Your request should first be, “Father give me a love for so and so and take away these bad feelings and thoughts.” Matthew 5:48 says we are to love our enemies. It is in God’s will. Let’s move on to our topic of unforgiveness.

We are going to cover two situations that appear as though asking forgiveness just doesn’t work, or we don’t know how to deal with it when:
• the person who hurt us has died.
• the other party refuses to forgive, or says they forgive but do not seek reconciliation.
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Someone who has offended you or whom you have offended has died and you know that you have not made right. What now? Must you continue to live with that guilt feeling? No; there is a way out! The situations are numerous but here are a few examples:
• between spouses who cheated on one another; tolerated but never forgiven, now one has died
• between parents and children; drugs, alcohol, pregnancy, wrong partner choices, divorce
• between business partners
• between bust-up lovers

These issues sometimes go way back into the past but were never dealt with.

Scenario 1
A mother feels remorse over the fact that her daughter has been killed in a car accident. She messed up when she found out that her daughter was pregnant, many years before, and dealt so badly with the issue that she turned her daughter against her. Now the daughter is gone. The mom is burdened with guilt because her pride kept her from humbly seeking forgiveness from her daughter. For “pregnant” read drugs, alcohol, wrong choice of partner or whatever. You get the picture. If only…

Scenario 2.
Every time you see him you boil with anger. He used you. You lived together; shared things; had good times; and then he left you for someone else. You both moved on. Both now happily married with families. But you never forgave; you harbour bitterness; still feel abused. Then you hear that he has died of a heart attack. What now? Maybe you say, “Good riddance.” But that is the bitterness reacting and the dangerous thing is that your feelings could be projected onto your husband. Well He is a Man, and maybe he will cheat on you? You start manipulating and trying to control his life. You become domineering and he begins withdrawing. Your marriage starts crumbling. Remember that all of this happens in the subconscious so chances are that you are not even aware of what is going on. All you see is your happy life going down the tube. You never dealt with the issue of forgiveness and now it has snowballed into a nightmare. I painted this scenario to show how unforgiveness can create further havoc in your life. If only…

Scenario3.
You judged another person for something they had done. Your verdict; guilty! But you never had all the facts. You did not know that they were hurting at the time, and their actions seemed the only logical way out of their predicament. Never the less, you passed judgment. Now they have passed away. The scriptures say, “Do not judge and you will not be judged.” Now you are found guilty, you have been judged. Remember my first article on Unforgiveness? You are harbouring unforgiveness and are trapped in the prison of your mind. If only…

You can write your own scripts and the bottom line will always be unforgiveness, bitterness and the downward spiral into hopelessness and despair.

What can you do? You can go for counsel and take the tablets but deep inside you know that nothing has changed. You still battle against those feelings. The tablets help you to control your feelings but you are still trapped; in bondage to your thoughts and true feelings. This kind of counsel is humanistic and mind to mind, and the tablets only serve to suppress your emotions. No real, lasting solutions with this method.

Neither do traditional Christian counseling methods work. As illustrated above, you can confess the Word until you are blue in the face but nothing changes. By repeating that you have forgiven someone is not going to work because you are attempting to take a short cut and manipulate God into “doing it.” You need to understand that our battle is not against flesh and blood (people) but against spiritual forces that play havoc with the mind and emotions. See Ephesians 6:12 and
2 Corinthians 10:1 – 5.

Dear friend, you need to go to your Heavenly Father and ask Him for a revelation of His love and forgiveness. He will point you to the Cross on which your Saviour died. That Cross is an everlasting symbol of God’s love and forgiveness. God your Father loves you so much that He gave His only Son to die, shed His precious blood and so grant forgiveness for your sin. If you will only come to Him in an attitude of humility to genuinely seek Him, you will find your Heavenly Father waiting with outstretched arms, more than willing to receive you. This is His loving kindness demonstrated towards you.

You may have been told to repent of your sin of unforgiveness but you cannot. Repent means to turn 180 degrees from what you have been doing. Repent comes from two words; “pent” meaning top or pinnacle (penthouse) and “re” meaning to return. Adam and Eve lived on the pinnacle of God’s creation; innocent and guiltless. Then came the fall! Now the Word of God says that all men are to “repent” and return to that place of intimacy with their Creator. But we cannot repent in our own strength. The scripture says that it is God’s loving kindness that leads us to repentance.

God honours His Word and if you approach Him in this way you will be sure to find Him and experience His love. Now you can say words to this effect, “Father, I have sinned against you by not forgiving (name). I repent of that that sin and ask you to forgive me. Give me your love for (name) even though he/she is no longer with us. Help me to rid my mind of all the wrong thoughts and to replace them with good thoughts about (name). I confess that I can not do this in my own strength. I need you Father, and your love.”

Use your own words if you can. Don’t worry about perfect grammar. You don’t have to use any special “religious” language or terms. God is listening to your heart because that is where the issue lies. If you find yourself crying uncontrollably, don’t try to control it. Just let it flow because that is the Holy Spirit doing a cleansing work deep inside your being. Allow Him to finish this powerful work in you. Continue praying when you can. This process can take a while; do not be in a hurry. Hopefully you will be in a quiet place alone where you will not be disturbed.

Should you be disturbed, say by a crying baby, just maintain a quiet inner peace and continue talking to your Father and tend to your infant’s needs. Maybe just thank Him for what He is doing in you and express your love for Him. Do you know that you can talk to your Father from your heart, your spirit, no matter what you are doing? It is similar to the way in which you talk to yourself, only now you are not talking to your mind, you are talking to God!

If you are able to draw aside and find a quiet place to be alone and continue talking to your Father, you are in for a wonderful surprise. YOU WILL BEGIN TO HEAR HIM ANSWER YOU. Yes my friend your Heavenly Father seeks a relationship with you, and a relationship is a two way thing. All you need to do is talk to Him for a while and then be quiet. This is the difficult part because our minds are so busy. Get the car fixed, what to make for supper, return those missed phone calls; a hundred things flood your mind. Don’t fight it. Just keep focusing on your Father.

You will hear His beautiful words of love for you and His forgiveness. He will encourage you like no other person can. He really loves you. Forget about what you have been taught about this “god” waiting to punish you for your sins. That is utter twaddle. Your Father is first of all a God of love. God is Love. There is no punishment in this life; consequences yes; we all pay the price for disobedience. But with His forgiveness comes His mercy and His grace. GLORY! Once He has forgiven you He forgets your sin. Now He wants you to experience His Love for you. He desires to show you His will for your life. Embrace Him, thank Him, love Him and revel in His beautiful presence!

Let’s move on to that issue of unforgiveness. The person who caused the offence is gone and you are left with the consequences of that unforgiveness; bitterness, guilt and despair. You cannot change what happened but you can allow the Lord to change your heart; and He will.

I think that is enough for one article and so I will deal with the other two issues in subsequent articles. Please do not hesitate to contact me should you feel that you need more counsel. My desire is to see people made whole by the healing power of God’s infallible Word in the power of the Holy Spirit.

With much love,

Jack Viljoen

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