Nuutste Familie Foto's-Oktober 2006

Afskeid neem is verdombd nie lekker nie...

Mag julle die ongelooflikste tyd he in Holland en mag dit alles die waardevolste herinneringe en lesse en leer-myself-beter-ken tye wees! Ek en Roelien gaan julle onsaglik baie mis!

Ons is UITEINDELIK klaar-net eksamens nou!

Spesiaal vir Lientjie...

Women are like apples on trees. The best ones are at the top of the tree. Most men don't want to reach for the good ones because they are afraid of falling and getting hurt.
Instead, they just take the rotten apples from the ground that aren't as good, but easy.......
The apples at the top think something is wrong with them, when in reality, they're amazing. They just have to wait for the right man to come along, the one who's brave enough to climb all the way to the top of the tree.

Love Song

Third Day \ Love Song

I've heard it said that a man would climb a mountain
Just to be with the one he loves
How many times has he broken that promise
It has never been done.
I've never climbed the highest mountain
But I walked the hill of calvary

Chorus:Just to be with you,
I'd do anything
There's no price I would not pay
Just to be with you, I'd give anything
I would give my life away.

I've heard it said that a man would swim the ocean
Just to be with the one he loves
How may times has he broken that promise
It can never be done
I've never swam the deepest ocean
But I walked upon the raging sea

Repeat chorus

(Bridge)I know that you don't understand
the fullness of My love
How I died upon the cross for your sins
And I know that you don't realize
how much that I gave you
But I promise, I would do it all again.
Just to be with you, I've done everything
There's no price I did not pay
Just to be with you, I gave everything
Yes, I gave my life away.

You are my sunshine...

You are My Sunshine, My only Sunshine" (Be prepared to
get watery eyes!)

Like any good mother, when Karen found out that
another baby was on the way, she did what she could to
help her 3-year-old son, Michael, prepare for a new
sibling. They found out that the new baby was going be
a girl, and day after day, night after night, Michael
sang to his sister in mommy's tummy. He was building a
bond of love with his little sister before he even met
her. The pregnancy progressed normally for Karen, an
active member of the Panther Creek United Methodist
Church in Morristown, Tennessee.

In time, the labor pains came. Soon it was every
five minutes, every three, every minute. But serious
complications arose during delivery and Karen found herself in hours of
labor. Would a C-section be required? Finally, after a long struggle,
Michael's little sister was born. But she was in very serious
condition.
With a siren howling in the night, the ambulance rushed the infant
to the neonatal intensive care unit at St. Mary's Hospital,
Knoxville, Tennessee. The days inched by. The little
girl got
worse. The pediatrician had to tell the parents there
is very little hope. Be prepared for the worst. Karen
and her husband contacted a local cemetery about a
burial plot.

They had fixed up a special room in their house
for their new baby but now they found themselves
having to plan for a funeral. Michael, however, kept
begging his parents to let him see his sister. I want
to sing to her, he kept saying. Week two in intensive
care looked as if a funeral would come before the week
was over.

Michael kept nagging about singing to his sister,
but kids are never allowed in Intensive Care. Karen
decided to take Michael whether they liked it or not.
If he didn't see his sister right then, he may never
see her alive. She dressed him in an oversized scrub
suit and marched him into ICU. I looked like a walking
laundry basket.

The head nurse recognized him as a child and
bellowed, "Get that kid out of here now. No children
are allowed." The mother rose up strong in Karen, and
the usually mild-mannered lady glared steel-eyed right
into the head nurse's face, her lips a firm line. "He
is not leaving until he sings to his sister" she
stated. Then Karen towed Michael to his sister's
bedside.

He gazed at the tiny infant losing the battle to
live. After a moment, he began to sing In the
pure-hearted voice of a 3-year-old, Michael sang: "You
are my sunshine, my only sun shine, you make me happy
when skies are gray." Instantly the baby girl seemed
to respond. The pulse rate began to calm down and
become steady. "Keep on singing, Michael," encouraged
Karen with tears in her eyes. "You never know, dear,
how much I love you, please don't take my sunshine
away." As Michael sang to his sister, the baby's
ragged, strained breathing became as smooth as a
kitten's purr. "Keep on singing, sweetheart." "The
other night, dear, as I lay sleeping, I dreamed I held
you in my arms". Michael's little sister began to
relax as rest, healing rest, seemed to sweep over her.
"Keep on singing, Michael." Tears had now conquered
the face of the bossy head nurse. Karen glowed. "You
are my sunshine , my only sunshine. Please don't take
my sunshine away..."

The next day...the very next day...the little girl was
well enough to go home. Woman's Day Magazine called it
The Miracle of a Brother's Song. The medical staff
just called it a miracle. Karen called it a miracle of
God's love.

SADA Function

Before...

Ami, Aninke, Roelien en Stefan.

En so nog 'n lekker ou party

So, laas Vrydagaand en middag was dit weereens sulke tyd vir jol-lytigheid! Ons het heerlike pasta by Roelatjie geeet, heerlik gekuier en rooiwyn gedrink, maar aangesien ons minnerig die vorige aand geslaap met met die Odontologie-toets wat ons senuwees tot nuwe lengtes gestrek en torture het, het ons nogal vroegerig uitgepass...kombinasie van moeg, heerlike rooiwyn, maar nie slegte geselskap nie! Vir die van julle wat ons nie persoonlik ken nie...maar ons twakkies lees...soos ons maar julle sinne;)- ons het slegs 3 dae oor om op ons eie pasiente te werk. Dis nou die vroumense op die fotos. Willem en Paul gaan Holland toe soos ek laas jaar gelukkig was om te gaan en hulle is tans nog net so kort-koppie agter ons met die graad klaar maak;)

Van Vrydag block ons (ons girltjies) vir ons maand se finale eksamens. Ons maak 6 November klaar...en in die tussentyd terwyl ons probeer om ons Tandheelkunde graad mooi klaar te maak...is daar ander prioriteite...soos die liefde ens...en dis soms baie moeilik om alle balletjies in die lug te hou! Lees gerus Lientjie se blog...sy stel dit so mooi;) Buiten dit het ek gister gehoor...dat ons 4 wat ek op een foto het hieronder, almal gekeur is om saam Betlehem toe te gaan vir gemeenskapsdiens in 2007. Dit gaan soveel......... fun wees! Ek sien verskriklik baie uit! Enigste ding is, ek sal aandele in tolhekke en paaie van Pretoria en Betlehem moet kry, want die liefde kom op die snaakse en moeilikste tye;)

P.S- die foto's is ter danke aan Willempie wat altyd onverwags neem en so heerlik met sy nuwe kamera speel! Hy't my bederf gehad met 'n verskriklike oulike boek wat ek geniet het terwyl hy en Roela wyn oop gemaak het in die kombuis.Roela-"never look at Beauty Magazines- They only make you feel ugly!"