messymiraculousmommy

  I love surprises! And my Daddy knows that I love surprises! So we make a good team. He surprises me, I'm delighted, He's delighted that I'm delighted and I can delight in His amazing Fatherly love. Win-win-win!    Well into the pandemic-lockdown-economic crisis of this year, mango season came upon us and I found some money I had hidden somewhere before lockdown and asked my husband to buy 2 dozen mangoes to give 12 people I had in mind for a Mother's day treat. And I was sure it had to be mangoes. This might not seem like much to you, but mangoes are a real expensive treat when everyone is counting pennies to buy food. In a few hours, someone knocked our door and we all froze because outsiders weren't allowed into our building. We opened the door to find a neighbour standing there with 24 mangoes he had just received from a farm. 2 dozen mangoes free for us. I laughed loudly, thanked him and my Daddy and took my money back from my husband! And those 12 peopl...

 “ Do not press me to leave you or to turn back from following you! Where you go, I will go; where you lodge, I will lodge; your people shall be my people, and your God my God. Where you die, I will die— there will I be buried. May the Lord do thus and so to me, and more as well, if even death parts me from you!” Sounds soooooo romantic, right? Many couples have sung the song written using these words on their wedding day and I bet none of them would want to sing it in its original context. These words have been spoken by a widowed daughter-in-law to her widowed mother-in-law. Scroll up and read it again. Crazy, na?! (To check out the whole story of this history making duo, click here Ruth (and Naomi) Yep. I would really like to meet a modern daughter-in-law brave enough to sing these words to her mother-in-law on her wedding day. In fact, even singing it to your spouse on your wedding day and meaning it, knowing what it really means is a VERY big deal. A de...

  Two weeks after our wedding, my new, large, joint family was preparing for the next big event: the family patriarch's 75 th birthday, which we all knew would be his last because he was dying of cancer. In the few days I had lived with them after returning from our honeymoon, I could tell the atmosphere was rife with unexpressed emotion. Everyone was relieved that Daddy had attended our wedding still standing and wanted to really celebrate his life and legacy. But how could 20 people (most of whom had lived together all their lives) truly express all they had to say at an occasion like this? They cleaned the house, cooked the most amazing food and prepared to give Daddy a grand birthday. Being the newest member and clearly lacking in any useful skills, I was given the task of 'dusting the furniture' while the experts (a rock solid team of 5 matriarchs) took on the heavy lifting of preparing a banquet of culinary delights. So, left alone in the well set-up hall, I bega...