The first thing this merciful God gave me was an intense hunger and thirst to know Him. I stood with open mouth, in wonder, at what I was reading in His word. I realized the wasted years of filling myself with the world and vowed to make up for it.
My teachers were Bevy Vermeulen, my Bible study leader and Cecile Burger from Radio Pulpit. Bevy would send me home with homework and be on call 24/7 and Cecil Burger’s ‘In to the Sunshine’ and ‘Word a Wenner’ programs, I recorded on tape. Having been a bad sleeper all my life I now found valuable material to fill my awake nights with. I played and replayed Cecil’s words. She taught me a very valuable lesson in my Christian walk: The Bible: read it and read it and read it, and write. Cecile never said anything without substantiating it with a word from God’s Book. God actually spoke in to my situation with whatever I was reading that day. This is a pattern that developed for the next 14 years.
I have more than 60 diaries in which the continued conversations between me and God are recorded. Conversations that make me eat His words and live them, while he moulds and loves me in to His future.
When I say God, I say the God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob. The only true God who gave us His Son Jesus Christ to unite us with Him and who sent us His Holy Spirit to walk with us and teach us and connect us.
“Now the rest of the acts of …., and the many oracles about him, indeed they are written in the annals of the book of kings.” This is said about many kings as they come to the end of their lives in the Old Testament in the Book of Chronicles.
I am no king and no queen but I am the adopted daughter of the King of the universe. The rest of my life is recorded in my diaries as intimately and openly as they were conceived and received through my life with Jesus.
My new journey in marriage to Peter started off with such a jerk that we both fell of the bus. Only by obeying the Word, and continued intimacy with Jesus, are we now on track and picking the fruit of endurance and forgiveness.
I look at Kimmie and I boast in my weakness as only Gods strength and mercy brought her to where she is today. I had my inner struggles of trying to do what is best for my child when my own foundation was still under restoration. Meaning good, but doing bad and sighing in relieve because of Gods safety net underneath her.