France for a week

Amidst the excitement of any pending trip, is always the anguish of leaving home. Most importantly leaving my wonderful wife behind. France, a regular destination for me for work, has become very familiar for me. I love its character, charm, culture and believe it or not, the people too! I have to add here that the food is always good and the wine thoroughly enjoyable too!

Travelling to far off places from JHB, whether for a day or a week or even longer, sees the airport as an emotional place as tight embraces and a last touch of the lips sees me journeying across the globe and leaving my darling behind. I can only wonder how much stronger the wrench will have to be when children arrive.

I love the thrill of flights, meeting new people, seeing new things, the comfort of the old and familiar, as well as the challenges that each trip brings. My heart however stays firmly behind me and small simple prayers are uttered regularly whilst I am away for protection over Megs and our home. Many think it is a grand life and easy to get used to - in the beginning it is, then a slow reluctance to leave develops, and thought of missing another day with your wife begins to make each trip seem longer and longer.

The flight back from France was a day flight. Thought I would choose something different for a change, usually I tavel by night. I had no need of sleep and my mind kept on wandering to the moment I am back on ground and reunited with my love. Flying across Africa with such beautiful sights of the Sahara desert, tropical rain forests, enormous thunderstorms in the distance and mighty rivers flowing across the rich African earth, but yet nothing is more beautiful than the sight of my love running to greet me as I walk out into the arrivals hall. This makes the trip all the more worth while!

Heaven is a place where nothing happens....

I never thought I could get so incensed by a simple title for a photo as the above picture. The enormity of what the picture and title are saying hit me pretty much like an SNCF train heading through the chunnel. Is this really the perception that people have about heaven? My word - how misinformed you are!

Do people really believe that when we die and go to heaven we are literally going to sit on a cloud and live peacefuly ever after without having to do a thing? Goodness, how off the path can you get. I don't have sufficient strength in the bible texts, but the bible talks of a New Jerusalem (See Revelations), streets paved with gold. People singing and dancing and worshipping their Lord and King. I cannot see it being a place of simple quiet, nothing happening. It will be a place filled with excitement and love, love for a King of such magnitude that all you can do is worship Him!

Welcome to Blogging

Blogging - something that has fascinated me for quite sometime. Everyday people out there making their stand on the world, being heard and being a part of things. I've not had the guts to take my stand until now, so here at last is my foot going down and entering the fray.

I have always wondered at what I would put into such a blog if I was ever to start one, and now that I have started, the question is no closer to being answered. I do however hope to not include any drivel and make it worth reading. I won't blog for the sake of it - I am only too aware of the limited time and pressures that people have to cope with on a daily basis and I would hate to waste not just my time, but the precious time of others too. I hope what I have to say will be of value to those who choose to read it. I am welcome to any thoughts and suggestions, so please do make your comments.

To set the scene - A young man living in Johannesburg, South Africa, working in the agricultural industry, with a passion for life. Is life not what we make of it rather than what "life thrusts upon us"?

At the outset I wish to state publically I am a Christian. I see eyebrows raised already. I am not interested in a religious way of life, and my Christian walk isn't justbecause I believe in God, but rather every thing that I do, I want to reflect God in it. I am not interested in doing things because that is the Christian way, I want to do things because my love for my Lord creates a desire in me to do that which is right in the eyes of the Lord. For are we as Christians not called to be "Christ-Like" in all we do?