For what is your life? It is even a vapor that appears for a little time and then vanishes away.
On the weekend we took Nathan to a small guest farm, and on the way back, passing through Modimolle, we passed a memorial for the elderly, women and children who died in the British concentration camp there during the Boer War. The majority of the headstones on the 500 odd graves carry the names of... Continue Reading →
I think that as Christians we are often guilty of reducing the meaning of Jesus’s life to the mere forgiveness of sins. That may sound heretical, but hear me out. I am not suggesting by any means that Jesus’ death on the cross was inconsequential. Far from it. I just think we miss out on... Continue Reading →
For as long as I can remember, I have had a morbid fear of having my haircut. I do not believe that it is an irrational fear. Hairdressers are, frankly, terrifying. I have long argued that anybody over the age of three who requires training to use a pair of scissors should probably not be... Continue Reading →
Leo Tolstoy, author of War and Peace and Anna Karenina, once made the claim that “joy can only be real if people look upon their life as a service and have a definite object in life outside themselves and their personal happiness”. Much of the current research into human resources management would bear this out... Continue Reading →
The problem with caring is that eventually you get hurt. Pain and passion are, for all intents and purposes, synonymous. When you give your heart away, it will get handed back to you in pieces. It is as inevitable as the tug of the moon on the tides. Life is not to be found in... Continue Reading →
The recent shootings in Paris have given rise to a lot of really interesting debate about freedom of speech and legitimate ways to exercise it, as well as about the bias towards European stories, given that the massacre of 2000 people in Nigeria at roughly the same time made significantly less impression in the media.... Continue Reading →
My son has absolutely no sense of fear. To add to my stress levels, he is also uncommonly daring. He loves anything that gives him an adrenaline rush. Fortunately, he is in the habit of announcing to the world what adventure he is about to undertake. Recently it has been: “Nathan swimming”, before attempting to... Continue Reading →
Maybe it is just nostalgia speaking, but I believe that – on the whole - the music from the ‘80s and the early ‘90s is better than what is being produced today. It may simply be that I am getting old. Every generation complains that the music of the subsequent generation is loud and incomprehensible.... Continue Reading →
I have a confession. I am addicted to The Walking Dead. It’s not the zombies so much, although I think the make-up and special effects are fantastic. I don’t find gore particularly appealing. Anyway, zombies are not particularly terrifying. Any determined child with a sharp enough crayon and a penchant for violence could subdue one.... Continue Reading →
The true test of a man’s character is to give him the moral high-ground and watch how he defends it. It is one thing to be right. It is quite another matter to be right graciously. This morning I passed the test. It was with some dismay that I discovered yesterday evening that there was... Continue Reading →
Vapors In The Wind 