Sunday, October 24, 2010

FLYING HIGH

03-10-2010

The Imprisonment of Icarus and Daedalus

According to Greek mythology many scholars believed that Icarus had drowned in the Aegean sea because he flew to close to the water while others contest this myth saying that he had fell to his death because he flew to close to the sun. The heat of the sun had softened the wax that held his wings of feathers in place because he disobeyed his fathers’ warnings when the giddiness that the freedom of flying had created, took control and the wax melted off the wings, his father Daedalus had invented and fell to his death and drowned in the Aegean ocean. Either way I look at it Icarus had ‘DROWNED’ as a result of disobeying his father’s warnings and his own ambitions.

Whether flying too high or too low ignoring the balance between the two had one outcome then and is still suffered in modern times which are an untimely premature death!

Why were Icarus and Daedalus imprisoned?

Daedalus was an inventor by trade and employed by king Minos of Sicily. King Minos had asked Daedalus to invent and build a maize or labyrinth as was known then where to he had condemned his bastard son for all eternity. This bastard son of his was called the Minotaur- it had the head of a bull and the body of a man because King Minos’ wife conceived a son by a bull given as a gift by Poseidon, the god of the seas to King Minos and his wife Pasiphae. Naturally being enraged by this sacrilege King Minos had condemned this creature to the labyrinth designed and built by Daedalus the father of Icarus. In the meantime however the King had a contender. Theseus, King of Athens had plotted to take the throne from Minos and by so doing would end human sacrifice. All offenders had been condemned to the labyrinth as a tribute to his own fallen son Androgenous to be killed by the beast, the Minotaur. Unfortunately Theseus did not know how to escape the labyrinth since he did not have the secret. His wife on the other hand managed to get Daedalus to divulge the information and by so doing managed to enrage King Minos even more.

King Minos had Daedalus and Icarus condemned to his own labyrinth to be slain by the Minotaur which gave birth to the invention that aided their escape- wings constructed of feathers and wax.

Psalm 23

The LORD is my Shepherd [to feed, guide and shield me], I shall not lack. 2- He makes me lie down in [fresh, tender] green pastures; He leads me beside the still and restful waters. 3- He refreshes and restores my life (myself); He leads me in the paths of righteousness [uprightness and right standing with Him]- [not for my earning it, but] for His name's sake. 4- Yes, though I walk through the [deep, sunless] valley of the shadow of death, I will fear or dread no evil, for you are with me; Your rod [to protect and Your staff [to guide], they comfort me. 5- You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies. You anoint my head with oil; my [brimming] cup runs over. 6- Surely or only goodness, mercy, and unfailing love shall follow me all the days of my life, and through the length of my days the house of the Lord [and His presence] shall be my dwelling place.

Flying high like Icarus- When the giddiness of flying overcame Icarus completely, he forgot his father’s warning not to fly too close to the sun or too close to the sea lest his wings became wet or burned and would drown, while Christianity tells us that 'ALL things are possible, as long as we believe'- So then, what went wrong? Are we as mere human beings able to fly so high that we forget the warning our forefathers uttered as they taught us to live a well-balanced life?

And NO, diet has nothing at all to do with it! Except perhaps be careful as to what the physical world are feeding us? Become picky eaters so as to prevent ‘spiritual obesity’ and an untimely demise like the son of Daedalus, Icarus, a mere human being that flew like the eagles of the skies. Like overhead billboards alongside our highways are easily ignored only because we have seen them too often but tend to forget what they advertise, the ultimate message it contains. For some it may advertise a superficial financial release and for others maybe even a curse? Others may find a message alongside the R21 to Kempton Park which read; Turn to the Lord for He will comfort you’ and it did when I once passed it too. Often still I read those words of encouragement as I have to see a therapist. At first I was miss-diagnosed as a bi-polar depressed sufferer and over medicated as result. It almost ended badly for me too but was soon pulled back from the edge of darkness after having been for a second opinion. The result came back as being chronically depressed but could neither be determined whether it was bi-polar in nature or manic. Reduced medication was the answer and was on the road to recovery. I also managed to burn myself out due to business responsibilities, home life and marital obligations which gave rise to an uncontrollable fear. I had a grave fear of flying, growing old and slowly dying. I had to say good bye to two dear friend both in the month of July, which as you know is the seventh and perfect month- the one, my spiritual son aged 24, 2009 and then a year later my spiritual mother, Elsie 2010. Still, to me there was nothing perfect about their passing yet I still took a chance on life- I refused to be slain by the ‘Minotaur’ of my circumstances, the beast that stalks the children of God while trapped in the maze of life.

Where does this spiral dive into the devil’s liar begin? In one word- AMBITION! A word of warning: Ambition is blind and it can’t drive! Living a physical life in a spiritual world is an almost impossible task unless YOU believe in a power greater than us dweebs here on earth.

Ambition drives us to become better than the best, and the best is the human physical drive that teaches us to commit a grave sin against the Creator and dies as result because Faith was stuck in their back pockets. It got crushed and smothered.

Question remains however: Did Icarus’ faith fail him, or was his determination directed toward the physical escape of enemy imprisonment which I was experiencing at the time as well?

What I have learnt over the last forty-two years of my very short-lived life is that to believe, to have faith in the unseen, the seemingly impossible, according to our human limitations. Yet they have no boundaries- what we do not consider at the time of planning a holiday, Christmas dinner or growth of a company: We are to blame for the failures in our lives because it is us that set those boundaries - or shall I say LIMITATIONS! We do not believe that we can actually fly as high as the Airbus that brought us to the great Island of Mauritius yesterday.

Up until Saturday morning the 2nd of October 2010, I had a terrible fear of flying and for the first time I was actually going to travel abroad. Flying domestic airlines between O.R. Thambo International and KZN and Cape Town International airport was frightening enough.

As I sat in this gigantic steel bird while it slowly taxied onto the runway readying for takeoff, bumping as it ran across a roughened tarmac, my heart pounded like an African Drum. Hands sweaty from a typical nervousness caused by the realization that we surrender all human control the second we boarded Flight 521 heading for idyllic Mauritius, an Island and paradise-like destination. Easily swept away by this tropical enigma the message became crystal clear.

Surrender All!

No billboards or highways only a clear blue sky pattern matched splotches of white puffy clouds.

I quickly adjusted the volume on my iPod, while winding turbines prepared for final take-off, to dim the frightful noise. Over the tunes of Abba’s ‘I believe in angels’ from the Mama Mia soundtrack, I could still feel the vibrating of this monstrous aircraft taking to flight. I was crossing the stream bringing a lifelong dream to fulfillment. Running my own business that had seemed a mere fairytale for as long as I can remember but for the latter part of the new millennium this dream had come to pass. Now was the time to grow the business and spirit alike, creating equal balance - both physical and spiritual hence the trip to Mauritius. Strangely though, this time around, flying high above the physical earth seemed sleek and unrestrained. Then I realized something changed- taking to the skies was smoother, less noisy, less frightening even though I held my breath in anticipation- hearing blocked by musical sounds singing in my ears like the angels of heaven I believe to be more than a reality. It is a gift, like the gift of music; a song and dance of joy- only I am not the girl with the golden hair- heaven knows, I can’t even sing!

At first the aircraft lifted at a gut wrenching steep accent; a similar feeling, gut-throttling as though one would speed through a dip in the road. Leveling out every couple thousand feet, humming and buzzing as the wings adjust, followed by another and again it would climb another few thousand feet humming and buzzing until we were surrounded by the clouds of heaven- to me, ‘the House of the Lord and His dwelling place’ at the time. The only place I felt safe and comforted while babies aboard this airship cried while altitude climbs hurts their immature ears.

To all the mamma’s out there…LOLLIPOPS girls, cherry flavored lollipops!

I have surrendered all control placing my own fate in the hands of the Lord, being the pilot of my life, and this aircraft alike accepting The Lords will for my life and then scripture once again reminded me.

4- Yes, though I walk through the [deep, sunless] valley of the shadow of death, I will fear or dread no evil, for you are with me; Your rod [to protect and Your staff to guide], they comfort me.

For me this experience was indeed like walking through the deep sunless valley of the shadow of death not realizing what ‘flying high’ really meant for us at the time. It held growth, maturity and self- sufficiency in spiritual context which means that we need to FLY like an Icarus if we are to grow both in business and in spirit. Beware however, flying to close to the sun means that we come too close to God’s judgment that would burn our wings since we too tend to forget our Fathers warnings. We need no investors because we have the Lord! It is He that prepares a table for us in the presence of our enemies- it is He that provides the brimming cup that runs over- it is also He that protects and guides us every day of our lives. It is His dwelling place that we will dwell in for the rest of our lives. The very heights of heaven that is usually veiled by the cabin window screen because the sun is also symbolic of it being the Lord, hurts our eyes and disturbs our restful ‘slumber and the folding of the hands to sleep’ as Solomon once lamented.

It’s the highest heights of heaven therefore that a fear of flying actually fetters our very own spiritual growth because it is US that set those limitations due to a fear of flying high.

At the end of our business trip to this magical Island of Mauritius, concluding our business, I actually insisted on being seated at a window seat overlooking the very same wing that houses those large noisy turbines creating the ‘G-force’ on take-off that would shake the world and blow it away .

This is the voice of an Almighty God and we still take it for granted!

  • Scripture References –

Amplified Large Print -Old Testament and Amplified New Testament Published by the Zondervan Corporation and the Lockman Foundation 1987-Copyright Reserved

  • Other references-

I the Shoe Fits, Written by Carol Erasmus- Published by Reach Publishers May 2009-Copyright Reserved-

Lyrics Referenced- Mamma Mia Soundtrack-Original Artists – AbbA- Copyright Reserved-

Saturday, September 4, 2010

God said,Let there be LIGHT!

To best describe in a single word....electricity! The times that we are currently living in we just cannot function without it... or what am I saying?

One sunny, almost summer afternoon an unmarked white Nissan bakkie pulled up to our front gate. Who and what was this vehicle doing, tarrying at our home entrance? Let me tell you, due to previous distasteful experiences being sued by family members and encountering the sheriff of the court more times than I care to remember, I am suspicious of anyone being where they obviously weren't supposed to be, I get jumpy... Enough already! Let me have some peace, was the first thought that entered my mind. Ready to take action,armed with a baseball bat I couldn't even swing with spike-like arms, I would protect myself from systems and regimes that dictate to us what may and my not be! Yeah, I am referring to the municipality just in general. Way back in the day, my power were cut because I really couldn't pay my bills due to a serious lack in funds. But, more about this in 'If the Shoe fits', Chapter five to be exact.

Anyway, we were now experiencing the same only this time, my bills are paid! Electricity,water and sanitation are all paid up to date yet I found myself without any power this particular afternoon. This was not the first time either. We have encountered these wolves in sheep's clothing twice before...

THIS WAS THE LAST STRAW!

Being in the process of buying the property we have been renting now for more than five years, we became the victims of an 'owner' who had never paid his rates and taxes bill that law predicts he was liable for. In excess of five years' rates and taxes he owed the council amounted to approximately R 127 ooo.oo Rand. Failure to make contact with the owner, it became a hellfire feeding and gnawing away at our sanity and nervous systems alike. Now what! The transfer attorneys battle to finish the transfer due to governmental strikes and the bank that were dragging their heals since they have foreclosed on the property in question. Well, it would seem that the almost former owner had disappeared shortly after signing an acknowledgement of debt and the municipality were now holding us liable for outstanding rates and taxes. Being in the process of ownership transfer these cancellation figures change by day due to to interest charges and monthly rates that were multiplying like rats in a sewer!

What do we do? Being caught between the repossessing bank and the transport attorneys our services are being suspended even though our bills were paid in full.

This was not on.....

When God created heaven earth he said... 'Let there be light! and there it was! In addition to His creation, He separated the sea from the dry land and He saw, and he declared it to be GOOD. The Lord was satisfied but we were strugling without our most basic needs that a modern world had prescribed and now its users insisted on. Our electricity was cut at 5H30 PM followed by our water 'supposedly' cut the following day.

Were the municipality legally within their rights to do this? Or was this a gross misconduct of justice on government level? I lean toward the latter.

Anyway.... the advice received from the transfer attorneys was to break open the box, you know that grey thingy sitting on every ones' sidewalk, this was the box! The box was "open".......BUT the main circuit breaker was removed altogether. We were stuck like before.... how in heavens' name were any electrician worth his salt to reconnect without the darn breaker? There was just no way...BUT then the miracle happened... a 'spare' breaker.....? Just sitting there, not being attached to any wiring...! A few seconds later, our power was restored...?

Question was... who had put it there? Was it left by accident or was it the faith that I choose to walk by instead of sight that allowed this Godly miracle? Just the same the Lord made water flow in desert lands. Desert lands represents 'difficult times'. Yes indeed the council had also stopped out water supply. Checking all the taps in our home, the water seemed fine. Even the pressure was higher than normal. Water just flowed in 'desert lands'. Council may have cut these services, forcibly removing from us our basic human rights to these services, then God intervened.

He said, 'Let There be LIGHT! And there it was.... LIGHT! No hassle no laws were broken because God said and it was and He declared it to be good! The water ran free..... our power were restored because we heeded a message earlier that afternoon that read.... 'Walk by Faith and NOT by sight, which is exactly what we had done! We walked y FAITH and God did the rest!

Ironically and in closing.... this message; Walk by Faith and Not by Sight, reached out to us from a different white Nissan bakkie traveling in front of us on the highway leading back home from Kempton Park rather late that afternoon. Late enough so that we were left between the devil and the deep blue sea. Our children were home alone without any kind of security system as result, and the dark was closing in on us at the speed of light.

Pretoria may be our home BUT ultimately God is our refuge and Jesus christ the Light to our path while the God of Isael protects our rear end!

Again... this is how good God really is! All that is ever needed is FAITH in ACTION!

In other words, do it, don't just talk about it!

BELIEVE!

Thursday, August 26, 2010

Ain't God Great!

Many know the story about the ash girl and her ugly step sisters, right? Well, I guess then you all know that the ash girl or better known to us as Cinderella, won her prize too?

She got to marry her prince in the end and this is certainly a topic familiar to most....

Youth United also known as WHY YOU? (YU) and RAW - will be hosting their own Black and White Cinderella Ball soon. But, before we get there, we would need a few applicants to contend for the prize. The prize being a dream fulfilled; the impossible made possible and those who dare. Three winners will each receive a full scholarship program and can choose between these three categories to tell their stories.

This is how it works...
  • The competition is open to all God's 'little children' aged thirteen to nineteen to enter this once in a lifetime opportunity while exhibiting their God given talents.
As a reminder- The Categories are...
  • A Dream Fulfilled..
  • The Impossible Made Possible..
  • Those Who Dare..
This is how...

Write us a short story no less than 250-300 words, or a single page poem... OR Paint a picture on canvas no smaller than 1 Meter x 1 Meter... OR a pencil sketch on A2 sized paper. The contestants may choose any of the three categories... yet, only one is allowed!

Contact details must appear on the back of the work in the following order... (Entry Forms can be downloaded or printed from our website www.r-aw.co.za under the 'Project Four' link from our Home page).
  • Name and Last Name
  • Physical Address
  • Age
  • Gender
  • School Attending/ed.
  • Contact Telephone Number/s.... and last but not least, yet MOST important.... the Title.
Can't wait to see how Great God is BUT YOU have to enter the competition first!

Tomorrow I'll share my Cinderella Story with all you bloggers out there........ so, keep watching this Hot Spot and send us your entries and ideas.