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Feature Friday: Theresia Muller
On Feature Friday I feature people, products or just random things that I think are pretty cool. My aim is to leave you a little bit more enlightened and inspired! And hey, I’m open to new things, so please hollar at me, if you have any pretty cool FF suggestions.Theresia Muller of Bonamia Restuarant
Today’s FF, Theresia Muller, has a story that is one of those kindsa stories that makes you feel like you can conquer the world! This 29 year old mommy of 1 is married to hubby, Justin, and together they own Bonamia – a restaurant that she happened to waitress at a few years ago!
So yes, Tess went from waitress, to owner. How cool is that?!
After marrying the love of her life, 3 years ago, in a shotgun wedding – just kidding, in a beautiful purple butterfly themed wedding – the Mullers moved to East London were they faced what Tess calls ‘a season in the wilderness’. “God taught us a lot in our wilderness and we soon got to a point where we both felt called for more!” She shared with me.Becoming a business owner was always something Tess had trusted God for, but, as with all dreams that He plants in our hearts, it seemed really, really big! A year later, after finding out that her previous boss was planning to sell Bonamia, she mentioned to Justin that the place was available for purchase. He spontaneously decided that they should attempt to buy it. “We were the least qualified in all spheres of the process but we were pursuing purpose and covered in favour!”
The Mullers won the bid to buy the restaurant and somehow finances came in and they were able to put money down for it. They moved back to Port Elizabeth to pursue their new vocation as restaurateurs and their business has been steadily growing ever since. “It has been growing so much that we were crazy enough to purchase our second one this year and it will probably not be the last!”
There are currently 2 Bonamia branches in Port Elizabeth – The initial restaurant in Walker Drive and the newest edition in Walmer. Both feature a homely but elegant setting with an ABCDlicious menu (that is ever evolving!) and really friendly staff that are willing to accommodate you and your functions.Being a restaurateur is not all fun and games and the Mullers’ are always hard at work, striving to give their customers’ the best dining experience that they can. So couple that with the added energy of 1 year old Joshua (who has a thing for shaking his booty!), and you will understand why Tess lists “sleep” as one of her hobbies! A worshiper at heart, Tess also squeezes in a movie or 2 where she can and loves to socialize on her days off.
She shares that being a good steward when she was “just a waitress” played a big role in the doors that were opened for her and Justin when they decided to purchase the restaurant. “When I was a waitress I treated Bonamia as it was my own (good stewarding). I loved it. I had been in the industry before but fell in love with the place because of all the regular faces I had gotten to know.” She explained.
I love Theresia’s testimony! It is proof that when you dream big with God, then He will make your dreams a reality!
Let’s see what else she has to say:1. So… who are you?I am Legend lol jokes!!!2. You’re a feature today, because I think you’re pretty cool 🙂 Why do you think you’re cool?I think I’m cool because God has good taste hehe3. What is your favorite thing at the moment?My favorite thing is split between Baywest Prestige Movie Theaters and Bill Johnson.4. If you could change one thing today, what would it be?I would love to change the way young women see themselves.5. Learnt how to make anything recently?I learnt how to make biltong thanks to SuzelleDIY6. Share your favorite tip/trick:Envelope system. If you really want something you can budget for it through discipline. I use envelopes so I dont overspend in a certain area and make available for another.7. Imagine we’re your kids 🙂 now imagine you had to share a life lesson with us. What would it be?Life lesson is a tough one as there are so many. I would say right at this moment; Dont stop dreaming, Never stop believing.xxxL -
And then I found out I was pregnant
I fell pregnant with Karis like, two months into our marriage. It was a beautiful, scary surprise… one we were not prepared for! Yep, it was all totally unplanned, but such an exciting thought. Plus, more children to make me tea… I was winning already. And now, as we prepare to celebrate her birthday, I can’t help but remember the day that I found out I was pregnant. It’s one of my favorite memories!
Planning to plan
We knew we wanted to have babies – since Hubstopher has one and I have one. Having a kid of our own just made sense. But my spreadsheet brain planned (hahaha because I think that I can plan these things) that I would only fall pregnant once we were married for a year or so. We had just moved into our new place and I was still busy unpacking and preparing the boys rooms and all of that. I had wanted to get some new curtains and carpets and had so many diy decor stuff I wanted to try out. I wanted to set up our kitchen so that I could be a culinary expert for my family, cooking them gourmet Jamie Oliver stuff. (All gone in the wind. Try doing that when you’re puking your lungs out because you cant stand the smell of lettuce).
So, taking my spreadsheet brain into consideration, I would like to think that I was always very diligent with those tiny, annoying contraceptive pills (which took some getting use to). I mean, im my mind, I could just like, you know, decide to not fall pregnant and that would be it. (Because it worked so well the first time around, right? Well done, Luchae.) Anyways, I had started taking the pills about a month before the wedding, but they gave me leg cramps and a bunch of other nasty side effects. The nurse at the mediclinic advised me to stop taking them immediately, because the cramps were a symptom of blood clotting! She told me to wait for a month and then she would put me on something else. Easy peasy. I mean, how much trouble could we get ourselves into, in a span of 4 weeks? I remember hanging up the washing a few days after that, and I put my hand on my belly and said “God, if you want me to be pregnant, then bugger my plans… I’ll be okay with that! Have Your way.”I just knew
Soon after that I started feeling queasy and drained. (Who lied and said that you only feel tired when you’re a few months pregnant?! Shoot that busy.) Look, if you’ve been pregnant before, and you know what morning sickness nausea feels like, then you KNOW the difference between “oh I just ate something and now I feel queasy” vs “Oh my hat! My stomach is doing cartwheels, while breakdancing, on it’s head. I’m pregnant!” I mean, I had to reprimand myself for being too dramatic, but I just KNEW that I am ‘with child’. The fact that I could be pregnant seemed far fetched and I was elated and excited but also so concerned about what people would think. I mean, we’ve only been married for a couple of seconds. What is WRONG with us?!
Anyways, keep in mind that all of these thoughts occured before I even did a test. Bwahaha. So I did a couple of home pregnancy tests, and it came out negative. (Yeah, I said “a couple”) The last one I did (at work nogals) had a faint second line. So I promptly sent my bestie a message saying “what does this mean?” (She had found out she was pregnant two weeks earlier and had sent me the same message.)The best moment
The next day, my family doctor did a pee stick test as well and said “sorry, its a negative”. But he sent us for a blood test anyways, which we did the following day, en route to a wedding. Since we had to sing at the wedding, the blood place person (sorry, what are they called now again), was a friend of a friend, so she promised to send me a text once she had the results.So picture us, sitting at a wedding ceremony, getting ready to go up to sing, and I get this sms:“Congratulations, you’re going to be a mom again!”
Woohoo!!! Of corse my darling husband wanted to burst out in tears! The wedding ceremony was underway, so we couldn’t even scream or shout or hug each other and then 10 minutes later, we were called to the stage to sing… talk about an Oprah moment! It was very dramatic for us.
Post wedding, we called our families immediately. Whaaat? I know that you’re suppose to wait until you’re atleast three months along, but we were just so excited! The boys were told together. They were excited. And apprehensive. Both had already received a newly acquired sibling (from their other parents), so they reckoned they were experts already. And then lo and behold my doctor calls, saying he’s been trying to get hold of me since Friday. It turns out the pee stick test turned positive after we had left the surgery! Haha. Talk about a movie ending.
And our Karicurls is the star! Man it has been such a journey ever since! Our little darling has brought so much joy and I wouldn’t trade any part of it for anything! Having this baby just restored so much in our lives. God’s plan is the best plan.
Thank you for journeying with me today. Karis celebrates another birthday tomorrow – she is a tad bit more excited than I am.
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Is there a doctor in the house?
Photo: Huffington Post I’ve been struggling with a re-occuring pain in my chest for the past few months now.
Its in a weird place – right beneath my breast on the right hand side. It seems to be a deep pain. If that makes sense?
My GP told me that it might be a strained muscle. I immediately thought, duh, only I could sprain a muscle in my chest.
I mean, in my CHEST… a muscle. Sprained. Only me.Anyways, the pain comes and goes, which is weird if it’s a sprained muscle (Ya, I am pretending to know medical things). So I decided to go for a second opinion and this time ended up with a female doctor. She is lovely… very upbeat and fresh. I like her.
She diagnosed me with inflammation in my diaphragm… which explains a lot! She gave me a lekker fat injection and prescribed some crazy meds (trepiline – the anti depressant – being one of them). I am meant to go back next week to see if I need to go for a scan.
As I left her office I said “Thank you! I feel much better already!”
She replied: “Well… that’s what I’m here for.”
Isn’t it wonderful that God gives certain people the ability and passion to help Him help others?It seems that I’ve been faced with a lot of “doctor talk” the past few weeks.
I’ve been on a faith walk lately, with a few family members and friends, who are dealing with various health problems. One of them is really close to home – my 17 year old baby brother. And I’ve had to repeat the same scriptures over and over as a reminder of God’s promises.
Scriptures that remind them that He is more than enough… everything we need and then some.
He says that He never fails. He wins all the time. And if we trust in Him then we win too.
True words but also a nice and fluffy blanket to offer to others. But what about when we have to believe that for our own lives?
Even though it’s not a serious, life threatening illness, I found it particularly amusing that I am now the one in the doctor surgery, getting news that doesn’t even make sense to me. I am now the one that has to trust God for healing. And I am now the one who has to pray for wisdom for my doctor – that she makes wise, knowing, decisions that would aide me and not harm me.I sometimes pray so fervently for those who are dear to me, to be healed and their bodies restored, that I just cant believe that anything other than that will happen. But we have to make room for God to do his thing. We want to wake up to an instant miracle. But sometimes He wants to take His time with us – allow us to cling to Him – and build us up in the process, as we trust in Him.
It’s easy to say “God is good!” when something wonderful happens.
But to say “God is good!” when life does not make sense, is a true test of faith.
So that’s where I’m at right now.Trusting.
Hoping.
Praying.xxxL
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I’ve always liked Justin Bieber, but now…
Photo: Complex I spotted this really interesting article about Justin Bieber in Gateway News last week.Basically, the Biebs is saying that he is putting his bad-boy antics behind him and instead will be working on his relationship with God.I’ve always liked Justin Bieber, because I love music and homeboy can sang!He is really talented.But I’ve never appreciated the silly decisions he made (wrt drugs and partying) because I realize that he has alot of influence on a large portion of the tweenagers of the world. So I found it refreshing and so awsome to hear him openly admit to NEEDING to have God in his life.He did it without caring that it would affect record sales or concert sales. That’s legit.It’s legit AND sad that there are people out there who would prefer that He rather posts pics on Instagram of himself getting drunk on weekends, with various young women en tow. I mean, that makes sense, right?But noooo, not this Jesus stuff! Put it away! We don’t want to see!Gasp! How dare this boy say that He has a relationship with God! Hoowww darrrre heeeee!You know, I find it incredibly shocking that people are lauded as brave when they decide that they are changing their physical appearance from a man to a woman (for example). I mean, it’s acceptable to openly proclaim to LIVE FOR a particular soccer team – wear their shirts, sing their praises on Facebook, fight and defend in open debates etc.But I think that being brave means a whole lot more than physical gratification.Being brave means that that you are willing to lay down your life for what you believe to be the truth. Being brave means that you are willing to go against the grain to do the right thing, even if it means that you might lose record sales or respect or popularity. If you believe the word of God to be the truth, and you are not okay with just believing that during Easter or when someone in your family is ill, and you decide to LIVE FOR that.Well, I think that THAT is brave.Anyone can do what everyone else is doing.But it takes some guts to do what others don’t want to do.(and you can quote me on that)So I say: Good on ya, Justin Bieber! Good on ya! It was a very brave decision to make and I totally pray that he goes from strength to strength.Here is a snippet from the article, which was based on an interview with Joe La PUma for the Oct/Nov 2015 issue of Complex.“I forgot what I was about, what my mom raised me to be,” Bieber confessed to COMPLEX. “I veered off, and I got tainted. I came into the music industry at 13. I was trying to trust people and they’d break my heart at 15,” he says.Bieber became disillusioned with people who took advantage of him. In response, he started to “do his own thing.”“I got into a little bit of trouble,” he admits, “—nothing that other 20-year-olds don’t get into—just rebelling a little bit. Now, being 21, I’m coming into my own and around some pretty cool people who are not afraid to tell me what’s real.”He says his behavior pushed the limits. “I was doing anything. I was doing so many things that I shouldn’t even be on the planet still. I think that it (my survival) was by the grace of God.”Following his epic break-up with Selena Gomez, his heart began to soften toward God. “Love is a choice. Love is not a feeling. People have made it seem in movies that it’s this fairy tale. That’s not what love is.“You’re not gonna want to love your girl sometimes but you’re gonna choose to love her,” he continued. “That’s something in life that I had to figure out. I can’t lean on people. I got to lean on God. I gotta trust in Him through all my situations. Then, hopefully, my other relationships will flourish around me.”After his turbulent adolescence, he also began to reflect on the limits of science and his place in the universe. “For a “big bang” to create all this is more wild to think about than thinking about there being a God,” he told COMPLEX.“Imagine putting a bunch of gold into a box, shaking up the box, and out comes a Rolex. It’s so preposterous once people start saying it. At this point, my faith has gotten me to where I am. My faith has brought me to a whole other level. I love talking about my faith.”Bieber bemoans some of the representations of Christianity he sees on late-night TV and says he wants to focus less on religion and more on his personal relationship with God.“I’m not religious. I, personally, love Jesus and that was my salvation. I want to share what I’m going through and what I’m feeling and I think it shouldn’t be ostracized.”“I actually feel better and more free now that I know what I can do and what I can’t do. I’m gonna use my voice for a reason. I think that people, as soon as they start hearing me saying I’m a Christian, they’re like, “Whoa Justin, back up, take a step back.”Bieber says he wants to pursue Christlikeness with increased focus. “I do not want to shove this down anyone’s throat. I just wanna honestly live like Jesus. Not be Jesus—I could never—I don’t want that to come across weird. He created a pretty awesome template of how to love people and how to be gracious and kind. If you believe it, he died for our sins.”“It’s like with God: The whole thing with religion is you present yourself holy and bring your offerings so that God can bless you, when the whole point of the relationship [should be], ‘No, I’m gonna do this because he loves me. I’m gonna do this because he’s amazing and not because [I] have to, [but] because [I] want to.’ That’s the whole thing with religion that’s been throwing off the people. It’s not a ‘have to.’ It should be just like a personal relationship. Like, ‘Hey, I love you because you first loved me.’“If we can understand that we’re all imperfect, let’s come to God and come for his help. You’re not weak by doing that. I think that’s a common misperception of Christians, that you’re being weak because you can’t handle it. None of us can handle this world, dude! It’s eating us alive.”But, man, I don’t wanna have to do it on my own. I know for sure my parents can’t give me all that I need. I know that my friends can’t give me all that I need. There’s something missing. I think that going to church is fellowship, it’s relationship, it’s what we’re here on the earth to do, to have this connection that you feel there’s no insecurities. I think that’s where we need to be.
What are your thoughts on Biebers new found relationship with God?
xxxL -
Music Monday: Martin Smith – Back To The Start {GIVEAWAY!}
Photo: Jesus Freak Hideout I really enjoyed reviewing Martin Smiths latest album for Gateway News last week.
Martin Smith has written for giants such as Jesus Culture and the Passion Conference collective. He is the real deal!
Gateway News will be giving away his latest offering as well as a collection of other albums. Such a legit giveaway.Re-emerging as a solo singer, this album shows another side to Smith’s worship, with heartfelt anthems and dancey praise songs that really gets you going. The album poignantly opens with ‘Back to the start’ – a moving ballad that just messed me up when he sang “I’m coming home/Back to the start/Where you found me/I give you my heart again.” I love that it speaks about our first love and that it helps us to reach a place where we can say, “okay God, it’s me and you again.”
The second track on the album, ‘Emmanuel’, was the first radio single from this new collection and was co-written with Matt Redman and Nick Herbert. The song is based on the scripture in Joshua 3:10 which says “The living God is among you.” It is a beautiful worship anthem that is lyrically striking with a sound that has been described as “modern worship.” This sound is what Smith has become known for if you can remember other more mod sounding worship tributes that he has penned such as ‘Song of Solomon’ (which also happens to feature on this album). You will also find another oldie, ‘Fire never sleeps’, on this album. It is a groovy mid-tempo track that speaks about the fire of God, inviting it to “Burn O my soul/Set me on fire!”
Smith and Redman do a sort of a mod-worship revamp to the old hymn, ‘Great is Thy faithfulness.’ The song, which has the same message and foundation as the classic, has a warm melody with rich lyrics. One of my favorite lines says “When shadows fall/You never change/From age to age/You never change.” I love singing about the faithfulness of our unchanging God!… (more)
Visit the original Gateway News article to read the rest of this post and stand a chance to win an amazing collection of Worship albums!This music review was originally written for and published in Gateway News.
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Made in South Africa
I often find myself avoiding political debates on social media. I am ill-equipt when it comes to discussing the state of our countrys affairs (and some of those “discussions” are pretty irrational – so thanks, but I’ll pass). To avoid looking like a straight up idiot I rather keep quiet and say a prayer. I pray because I am “made in South Africa” – so yes, I am concerned!
The recent uproar about our weak rugby team and the fact that we “don’t have what it takes” as a country to win the world cup messed me up though. For those who don’t know what I’m talking about, South Africa had lost against Japan at a very important 2015 Rugby World Cup match and people were totally disgusted with our national sides performance. Look, let me not sugar coat things: I do not watch rugby, nor do I have an intense desire to. Whaaat? A couple of big looking guys, running around with a ball (and passing it to each other backwards, nogals), just does not make sense to me. And yes, we have bigger fish to fry than whether or not we win a sports game. But when it comes to big sporting events like, for example, the Rugby World Cup, then I am without a shadow of a doubt an extremely big Springbok fan! Whether they win or lose!
“Why?” You ask.
“You dislike rugby!” I hear you say.
“You can’t even name one player from the national rugby team!” You shout out in anguish. Just calm down, Margaret. Yes, these are all true facts. But even though I am not a rugby fan, I am definitely a fan of South Africa. And even though I can’t give you my opinion on the ‘Fees must fall’ debacle or the ‘Give back the land’ situation, it doesn’t change the fact that this is my country too!I love South Africa. I love it with its over-zealous car guards, power outages, crazy politics and embarrassing politicians. I even love it with its “we’re a rainbow nation but also, we’re not, but also, we are” mentality. I love South Africa because it’s mine. The same like with my children. I mean, my kids sometimes drive me cray cray and Hubstopher and I often look at each other and ask “can we send them back?” but they are mine and I am theirs and so, by default, my heart belongs to them. And it is with this sense of belonging that I love my country. I was born here, my roots are here, it is the place of my heritage and the home of my forefathers.
What is UP with South Africans now a days? We are a bunch of extremely passionate people who either love fiercely or hate even more fiercelier (is that a word?). We shake our heads and post updates about how disappointing South Africa is. We speak DEATH over our country, by moaning and complaining and being negative. We bring up the past and demand everyone to feel the way we do and if you don’t then you’re either delusional or privileged. Well, I’m neither (thanks), but I refuse to speak curses over the land that my children will grow up in.
And then we wonder why things aren’t changing! Life and death is in the power of the tongue. Your words create! We need to start watching what we speak over our country – whether it be dissecting the state of the government or bad mouthing Piet The Coach because our national rugby team lost to a “weaker” team. (Okay, I don’t know what the rugby coach’s name is. Don’t judge me. Let’s move on, shall we?)
Sure, I don’t understand the complexity of the team selections and the politics behind the players or the fact that the government didn’t *insert number of miscellaneous offences here*. At the end of the day, none of the above makes me any less of a South African. South Africa is STILL a part of me, and me of it. And I will always want the best for this country.
So, call it patriotic.
Faithful. Dedicated.
Stupid. Whatevs.I call it: Home.
I was made here. My label says Proudly South African. And not “Made in China”. En ek se dankie vir dit. -
Mean Girls: Are you one of them?
Mean girls. You know who they are. The “know it alls” disguised as “better than” human beings, with the overbearing amount of opinion and the distinct desire to share it (to your face or behind your back). They know better. Scrap that: They know BEST. And they have a group of friends who agree. If you aren’t doing things the way they do it, then you are SO outdated/dumb/naive that surely the main dinosaur from Jurassic Park is more “with it” than you.
Mean girls. They are everywhere. Cleverly disguised like Leon Schuster. You know you’ve been “mean girl’d” when you suddenly feel the need to fabricate the truth behind where you bought your jersey (Mr Price. On sale. 4 years ago.) Or the times when you address a group of people and it’s as if they’ve all suddenly gone deaf… at the same time… because no one acknowledges you. Or worse, they do acknowledge you, in the worst kind of way, and you feel as if you’re an insect underneath a magnifying glass.
On a hot day. In Durban.If I am allowed to keep it real, and I shall, allow me to point out that “mean girl syndrome” is not only a high school thing. I was “mean girl’d” all through my 20s and did not even know it until I got home one day and thought of a clever answer to someone’s reoccurring snarky remarks (don’t you hate it when that happens?). It got me thinking: why am I still fighting this battle?! Adults shouldn’t have to be mean girls. We are adults for goodnessakes! We have other things to think about! (Bills, kids, supper, is Madonna STILL releasing albums?!) But nope, it’s still there.
Like a ninja. Hidden, but everywhere.Now a days you’ll find the “mean girl syndrome” strewn all over social media in the form of “wisdom”. You know what I’m talking about… It’s the people who seem to be sitting around, waiting for someone to update their status so that they can leave a snooty comment, explaining why your thinking is of a lower intellectual level than a spoon. Sometimes they’ll go that one step further and update their status with subliminal messages aimed at putting others down or “on their place” (as is the aim). Everybody is wrong. Except them.
Yep, mean girls. You’ve either felt a little less of a human being because of them OR (let’s be honest) you’ve been one of them. Hey I’ll put my pride in my pocket and admit that I’ve been ‘mean girl’d’ AND I’ve been the mean girl on many occasions.Let’s think this one through… Have you purposefully avoided someone because they’ve annoyed you or did and said things differently to how you do? Or maybe you snicker behind someones back, with one of your friends, because “does she even know how weird her hair style is”? Or maybe you have the innate desire to ‘school’ people on Facebook… in the queue at the shops… while you’re driving… At the parent/teacher meeting (and you’re not even the teacher). Hmmm… a bit of self-reflection is needed.
So how do we nip the “mean girl” spirit in the bud? I think it all boils down to identity and being secure in who you are. It is such a big lesson to teach our young girls. Value yourself! You are important! You are unique!
Getting these foundations down will help them to grow into confident, bold, women who are aware of other peoples emotions. You don’t need to break some one else down, in order to feel bigger. I always ask Hubstopher: “Do you KNOW who I AM?” – Meaning, I am aware that I am precious, valuable, intelligent and a child of the King. Knowing who I am leaves no room for ANYONE to make me feel bad about myself. But it also makes me aware of the little things that do not add value to me (eg. when I act like a poophead = not adding value).
Anyways… so there you have it. Oh and yes, Mean Girls happens to be my most favorite movie of all times. It’s like SO fetch!
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What’s in your hand
You know, the fun part about having a blog (or even a social media account for that matter), is that you get to go back ‘into time’ and check out where you were at yesteryear. The other day I checked out a few of my previous blog posts and found something that I had posted on 15 July 2011 that totally hit me right in the face. The post, titled “I’m a writer, because I write“, speaks about how I feel that I cant be a writer because I’m not authoring a book, or penning for a magazine. I did not feel good enough. I love this post because I remember the revelation that I received from it: What’s in your hand?
What is on your heart? What do you feel that you have been called to do? Does it seem impossible/big/unreachable? Well, most times, if it’s a God-dream, then it probably will look bigger than you. And that’s great! Because that means that He has set it up so that you NEED Him to do this with you. You can do anything that you can dream! Why? Because God is the dream-giver and He equips us to do exactly what we were born to do. That’s why!
In 2013, I followed my heart, and contacted Gateway News, asking Andre if I could assist as a freelance reporter. Keep in mind that I am unschooled in the area of Journalism. I did not study it. I know nothing about it, besides for what my Journo friends have shared and what I saw on Anchorman (whaaaat?) Andre took a chance on me, as he does with so many other people with a heart to serve in his ministry, and after the first 2 articles I knew that this was what I was meant to be doing. I’m not exactly Debora Patta. But I know that God did not place a dream on my heart and a skill in my hand for me to sit around with and feel sorry for myself. Since joining Gateway, my writing skill has grown and I totally enjoy being the online newspaper’s official music reviewer.
I have friends who have left their steady incomes, and risked it all, to follow their hearts and become restaurateurs or small business owners, full time musicians, full time students and work from home parents. It works because it’s been designed to work. The bigger risk is to try to live life outside of the grand design and outside of the will of God!
Can I just encourage you today to take a step of faith towards YOUR destiny – to be who you are meant to be and do what you are meant to do. Take a leap today! You will not regret it.
Here’s a snippet from my 2011 post:
“Being a writer… being a ANYTHING… would require you to START. If I want to be a singer, it would mean that I sing. If I am a horse rider, it means that I actually go out and ride horses. And If I am a writer, it would mean that I write stuff. These things do not require me to have some sort of a social status. The monetary value and popularity of my works do not add or take away from them. All it needs is DOING. And my lack thereof, would lessen the truth in the title. With that said: I am many things.”
