Yvette's Whispers of Faith

Today is Father’s Day and to be honest it was a lovely day, this morning it was a little chili I think around 6 o degrees.  It is traditionally a day when my husband needs to prepare and cook for us as a family.  This morning we stayed in bed a little later than usual, we got up around 09h30 and just sat in the warm sin.  Around 12h30 we started with the preparation of cooking lunch or late early evening dinner. The ingredients we are using and the recipe my husband like is as follows: 1 kg chicken pieces 30ml oil 2 onions diced 1 garlic clove 500g Brussel sprouts 500g eggplant 500g mushrooms 250 ml dry red wine 350ml coconut milk 6 large potatoes salt Chicken spices and aromat 1 packet of chicken soup 1.2 litres of water Rice for the side dish and tomato salad The fire was prepared and nice and warm when my husband put his black pot onto the fire, warming the oil and frying the onions and garlic.  It must be nice and brown then he ...

“Heard joke once: Man goes to doctor. Says he’s depressed. Says life seems harsh and cruel. Says he feels all alone in a threatening world where what lies ahead is vague and uncertain. Doctor says, “Treatment is simple. Great clown Pagliacci is in town tonight. Go and see him. That should pick you up.” Man bursts into tears. Says, “But doctor…I am Pagliacci.”  ―  Alan Moore

Saturday afternoon and everyone is busy in our house, my step daughter is painting the gate outside and my husband and step son are fixing our tiles in the house.  I have been struggling with tonsillitis for a couple of weeks now and today I really feel a little better.  My throat isn’t that sore anymore and thank goodness my ears are better too. The funny thing about this tonsillitis thing is that I have been grumpy and miserable for days on end and I just could not get rid of these self-pity feelings I have been carrying around with me.  We went shopping today and I have been eyeing this little ‘Hedgehog’ at the store since they put it on display, it is so cute and I really love it.  We were walking down the aisle looking for the stuff I need for the Sunday meal my husband is going to cook.  Walking past the little ‘Hedgehog’ my husband says ‘take one’.  I was surprised and he said again ‘go on, take one.’  I looked at him and smiled t...

Racheltjie de Beer is one of the stories we were told as young children.  I would like to share this story with you today. During the month of June 1843 we were on our way from the Orange Free State to the Transvaal.  As the Ox Wagons move through the long grass which has turned yellow as the winter started you can see for miles around you. The sky is blue with streaks of white clouds here and there, the wind is blowing today, it’s cold and the folk are all quiet.  The oxen’s move forward and the dogs run alongside the wagons.  We have packed up all our belongings and are looking forward to living in the Transvaal. Rumor has it that there is gold to be found and that the province is beautiful, mountain country and that we can make our fortunes there.  On the horizon I can see a mountain range and the trees are starting to come into sight.  The people in our company are all getting excited; we are entering into the Transvaal. The surroundi...

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