For God has not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind. 2 Timothy 1: 7 In my last story I mentioned that we went to the farm the last weekend of each month, to see my father’s parents. I will try to recall each ofContinue reading “Memories of our family who ran the farm: My Grandpa”
Category Archives: Memories
A memory of a very special African Hoopoe
Pursue righteousness and a godly life, along with faith, love, perseverance, and gentleness. 1 Timothy 6 : 11 It was break time at Townsend Girls High School. The old war siren which signalled class change and break time was about to blast and there lying in a furrow below the spout of a rain pipeContinue reading “A memory of a very special African Hoopoe”
A memory of cycling to school
… God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble. Psalm 46 : 1 There is a time when you are neither an adult nor a young child. There is a time when you are neither here nor there. Not at home and not at school / work. Maybe you are travelling??🤣❤Continue reading “A memory of cycling to school”
A memory from Moray Primary School
We had a new home where I loved the garden (my post on memory of a garden) and mom and dad found us a new school. It was just a few blocks away from our home. It was called Moray Primary School. This was our classroom. Our work on the walls. Our experiments and ourContinue reading “A memory from Moray Primary School”
Memories of a garden …
So we returned to Rhodesia. Mum was picked up from work and we travelled the 10 hours to Bulawayo. We followed our progress on little hand held strip maps where you turned over a page each time a section was done. My mother’s brother and his wife with their children welcomed us into their homeContinue reading “Memories of a garden …”
Memories of a childhood move from South Africa back to Southern Rhodesia.
May the Lord show you His favour and give you His peace. Numbers 6:26 Two questions. How did Dad get those packing boxes made of plywood? Why don’t I remember seeing the house empty? There is something you need to know about my Dad. He very rarely bought things from a shop and here isContinue reading “Memories of a childhood move from South Africa back to Southern Rhodesia.”
Memories from my life as a child in South Africa: Work, money and a family move.
Work makes the world go round. No, that is not what we say. Money makes the world go round, that is the saying we know but it was a move that saved our family and changed our world. My father and mother were both nurses. There were no wealthy relatives in the wings. Mum wasContinue reading “Memories from my life as a child in South Africa: Work, money and a family move.”
Memories of 4- childhood years in Johannesburg South Africa. Jealousy and a wedding.
for you shall worship no other god, for the Lord, whose name is Jealous, is a jealous God. Exodus 34:14 Then other verses that are interesting are: Deuteronomy 4:24 2 Corinthians 11: 2 Jealousy is a strange animal boxed / trapped or left out in the wild where it is comfortable. The Johannesburg years wereContinue reading “Memories of 4- childhood years in Johannesburg South Africa. Jealousy and a wedding.”
Memories from a school day in Johannesburg.
A man or woman of many companions may come to ruin, but there is a friend who sticks closer than a brother/ sister. Proverbs 18 : 24 Friendship is patient, Friendship is kind, It does not hate , It is not proud, It does not dishonour others, It is not self-seeking, It is not easyContinue reading “Memories from a school day in Johannesburg.”
Memories from the four years spent as a child in Johannesburg. (7 to 11 years old) Mrs Cole and my Mum.
At some time during the four years we spent living in Johannesburg Mum took up private nursing. This meant she could be more flexible in how she was able to spend time with us. Most of her work was done at night for very ill patients who wanted to die at home but needed roundContinue reading “Memories from the four years spent as a child in Johannesburg. (7 to 11 years old) Mrs Cole and my Mum.”
Memories from a life as a child in Johannesburg
We moved from a town then known as Bulawayo in one country to a city, Johannesburg in South Africa. Windows let light in and make a home come alive. My late mother – in – law, Dorothy, used to say choose a place for its light and she helped us choose our first home inContinue reading “Memories from a life as a child in Johannesburg”
A memory of a pool a long time ago and a few stitches in my chin.
God will bless you with peace. Galatians 6 : 16 Firstly my sister after reading my last post said: ” Do you remember…” and then the feelings all came flooding back. I was terribly excited that we were going to go to our favourite public pool after the sun had set. My parents’ friends andContinue reading “A memory of a pool a long time ago and a few stitches in my chin.”
ROADS WE TRAVEL AND DESTINATIONS REACHED 