Everlasting Way

"I can't get no satisfaction"

Asseblief tog, máák my Vol? Bring my terug na die tyd toe my hart lig en vry gevloei het met opwinding en vrolike vreugde. Van daardie tyd af tot nou is ek vas oortuig dat my skrywes in die klei van die verlede nie opweeg tee…

The Weight of the Master’s Clay You might ask me: what do I know about clay, writing all these modest messages on clay tablets? And as a son of a properse Afrikaans pa, I will tell you that it is fun to play with clay—not the col…

Love it when healing start from healthy boundries.

Pancakes, Boundaries, and the Hope for a Healing Heart It was a typical, crisp Centurion Saturday morning. You know the kind—the N1 traffic is already humming in the distance, one of those annoying leave-blowers are chasing leaves away. Next to us on t…