At your gate

I stand at your gate, Madam,

On time, 07h30

Saturday

As requested.

It’s cold.

It’s taken time.

2 hours to be exact,

To wake, to wash to walk.

Taxi 1, Bus 1, Taxi 2,

To walk.

At your gate,

07h30,

Saturday,

On time.

As requested.

Your convenience,

Madam.

But you forgot.

You are sleeping,

Your phone is off,

What must I do?

Shout?

Will you hear?

Hundreds of years of frustration,

Servant servitude

At your gate.

07h30

Saturday

On time.

Waiting for you to wake up.

Change is coming

For you

For me,

But I suspect,

That while your colour may change,

I will still be at your gate

Waiting for you to wake up

But you, Madam

Will still be sleeping!

But I am, Madam

On time.

 

Note: The above poem, surprisingly, was discussed on a CliffCentral. Select option “At Your Gate” at the following link and  listen to discussion here.

And then as a follow-up I went into the studio and was interviewed. Select option “A  Gate in Time” at the following link and  listen to discussion here.

 

At your gate

Calling & the James 1:27 Trust

For more information have a look at the James 1:27 Trust site: http://www.james127trust.org

Corrections: The James 1:27 Trust is now starting to run its HCM off OrangeHR and not off SuccessFactors as mentioned. The United Nations Conventions of the Rights of a Child have 42 Articles, not 40, with an additional 12 (articles 43 to 54) dedicated to implementing measures.

 

Calling & the James 1:27 Trust

Barnabas Group Tour

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I recently had the privilege of traveling with Dave Rees to the Barnabas Groups of Dr Michael Cassidy from African Enterprise.  The above message is a summary of the message I brought to the Cape Town, George, Port Elizabeth, Durban, Pietermaritzburg, Johannesburg, Pretoria and Bloemfontein groups.  The contents of the message are my own and do not necessarily reflect the views, beliefs and opinion of  Dr Cassidy, African Enterprise or any of the more than 200 diverse Barnabas group members.

 

Barnabas Group Tour

White Privilege

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They question why I care

The stare

Deep within my soul of shame

Historical purgatory

Constructed theology

I cringe at the thought

Pegoritive

Nowhere to hide

To go

Exile deferred

My home

My place in time

My heart sublime

Can you not see

Beyond rhetorical  dysentery

My God I love

His lens I find

I look

Neglected child

Alone

Free from facist control

Racial hyperbole

I run

Respond

Race of grace

To find my own eternal place

Stare no more

Let’s leave our own mediocrity

Self obsession

Neurosis defined

And stand

Beyond the walls of bigotry

White Privilege

Burning cigarette in hand

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Between his bakkie and his “boys”

He stands burning cigarette in hand

Watching

Servile pick axes

Breaking open the red, red sand

Covenant in repose

Suspended moment in time

Cosmic dance

Floating liminality

Dream? nightmare?

His “boep”

Suspended above his belt of truth

Protected overhang

Chosen, from mother’s breast

A birth right

Watching

Pick axes digging in the sand

Burning cigarette in hand

Breaking open the red, red sand

Son of Africa

So grand

Can you not see?

Your “boy”

Is not your “boy”

He is a man.

Burning cigarette in hand

Women of Madagascar

He stands before you

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Just a man?

In the dust and in the sand

Oh women, so grand.

Your hope, your joy, your pain He sees,

Feeling the wind of uncertainty

Many nations sublime

Island in geographical design

A single destiny, one family

Today, I come to share a dream

Whisper in this space of time

Call upon your heart to believe enough to dream

South Africa your neighbour your friend

Sharing our destiny

Our purpose, identity

Reaching out together

To God in eternity

Oh women of Madagascar

Prophetic are your words

Called to bless, curse no more

Let the nightmare stay in the dark of night

Let a new day begin in the light

Oh women of Madagascar

This is your land

Will you trust enough to dream again?

To stand united with Him

In the dust and in the sand?

Women of Madagascar

Reformation or Revolution?

EFF pats itself on the back after painting Soweto red

Source of image: http://www.news24.com/elections/news/eff-pats-itself-on-the-back-after-painting-soweto-red-20160501

When we fail to invest in the social problems of our society because we are too busy protecting our privilege and defending our comfort the enemy will come in the night, promising hope, and steal the dream of all of our children. In time they will find out that it was a fake hope and their nightmare will begin. We have to ask why have we not encouraged the good and brave to join the political discourse. Why have we been so apathetic? Can we not see the times are changing and the opportunity to defend what was secured through great sacrifice may be lost? What we need is to tell the green yellow black and blue to grow up and start acting like leaders of a great nation. The sea of red is growing!  We must decide to believe in the dream and let the dreamer manage the risk of the nightmare. We must understand that the Gospel is the Good News! The Kingdom of God is near. The Kingdom is about righteousness peace and joy. Righteousness is about right relationships. It is about justice including social Justice. Right relationships in society. About equity and fairness. About sharing the second tunic. About access to hope!. We must ask ourselves what we must do to facilitate access to hope. The time to pontificate has passed. Once we have the downgrade to junk status rising inflation will do what propaganda cannot do. It will bring about rapid social movements. We are facing either a social reformation or revolution. I am reminded that the definition of faith is the substance of that which is hoped for the evidence not yet seen! The distilled question is what movement are we going to join? Reformation or revolution  or maybe we will by default join the movement of apathy and indifference. A movement that lies caught in the jaws of revolution.

Reformation or Revolution?