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Botlhale IV: The Lord's Prayer

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We hear almost too often that ‘we are created in God’s image’. Whether that is true or not is everyone’s personal spiritual journey to explore.  You should learn to pray in your own language, from my experience, it seems like ‘indigenous’ prayers reach their destination much quicker. Think of all the times in the Holy book where you hear “The word of the Lord came to” someone. Being fluent in your mother-tongue is extremely important, if not for yourself and the spiritual journey with God, atleast do it for your kids. The following is an interlude of some sort, a longing to speak about an encounter that set the tone. Another embrace of encouragement for anyone looking to find their way. And so it goes; Re bokeng hararo ea kaletseng maru, Ea tshabehang, Re re O moholo, moholo, moholo! O re fe dipelo tse o tshabang. Sefela~2 Let us praise him in Holy trinity, He who is seated above the clouds, He who is to be revered, to Him we say, You are Great, Great, Great!

On Forgiveness

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Over the past few days, I have been wrestling with this question of commitment and what it entails, which was inspired by a conversation I had with a stranger on my way to church this past Sunday. We were conversing about random things as it usually goes between random strangers. Before we parted ways, I thought since he was married, let me ask him one last question – his ‘best marriage’ advice for someone looking to take that step one day. He took a pause to consider his words, and then responded by saying, “Marriage without forgiveness will not last, marriage is a journey of constant forgiving”.   This reminded me of a particular trip with the watchman, where he shared his views on love and commitment. The following is a hug of wisdom in truth, a sprinkle of water for the plant within you. And so it went;   Pel'a tulo se tshabehang Sa borena ba jehova, Bohle, batho, atamelang, Anang ka ho thothomela. Le mo tsebe, ke Modimo, Ke 'mopi wa dintho tsohle; Wa laya wa khalemela, Ho

Botlhale III

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  Have you noticed how well you do the little things, well that is how it usually goes with the little things in life. The following is just an embrace from me to you, filled with hope that you find yours in one of these sentences I have put together. This was the beginning of a new journey, one whereby I now climb the mountain without the Watchman, just me and my willing spirit to hear, understand and accept. Faith. There is great benefit in having a mentor hold your hand on any journey you desire to explore, it is important to know when to stop. I found myself atop of the great mountain, in awe of the presence of He who is still deserving of all praise. I closed my eyes and sang a few hymns, because sometimes our Lord does not require your own words, he just needs you. And so it went; Sona, marung o se a hlaha, O hlahile ka Borena, Jo, o fahla le ka kganya, O eme kae kajeno? Jo ‘na, Jo ‘na, ke tsatsi le botlhoko. Sefela ~420 Our Lord beckons upon the clouds in His glo

Dearly Beloved

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Every day there is an event of life which happens, whether we aware of it or not, it does. Even with that truth, no one can efficiently prepare for the aftermath of death and the emotional beating it comes with. As we are growing older the probability of experiencing this event of life increases and it is a good thing to be aware. Usually, I would hide behind a fiction-based story to get a message across but today I did not want to find refuge in my own imagination. There are many things that are not real in this world, however the pain from grief is not one of them. And so it goes,   All these memories, too much to lose. I don’t need faith; I don’t need truth. ~Lianne La Havas   All I would ask is why did you Leave so soon, I do not need faith, I just want you. ~Good Goodbye   There is something that dies within you when you lose a dearly beloved, it is rather difficult to put into words however it usually happens when you see the person for the last time, as

Botlhale II

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We have heard that the eyes are the windows to the soul and furthermore, that if you desire an adventure in life,  never walk with your eyes closed. For five years now, I have been travelling up and down this great mountain, similar to the one in Zion, where I got to see the Lord bestow his blessing. In the same way our fellow Africans who are spiritually gifted need to go through an initiation to understand the ways of those who came before them, the same is true for those whom are chosen to understand the ways of the Holy Spirit. To fulfil what was once said “They will all be taught by God”. On this trip up the great mount, we still maintained our custom tradition of mountain food, followed by the singing of hymns, until we made our way to the peak top. We stood atop and instead of looking down at the town below, the Watchman gestured that we stand facing each other. He put one hand on my head and the other on my belly, like an anointing of some sort. He followed that by saying, “o

Botlhale

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The sayings of the wise tend to outlast generations upon generations over time, that is true. The Watchman is not a mysterious figure, whose taken on a life of a monk or a guru as you would imagine, nor does he stay in a far-far away place hidden from the masses. He stays in an ordinary rural setting along the mountains, north of the countryside. This experience and heritage has since nurtured his expertise in relation to this specific mountain called Spirituality. On this particular trip, I found him in a joyful mood as we made our ascent up the great mountain, a subtle testament to the saying that ‘Joy comes in the morning’’. We enjoyed our now custom tradition of mountain food, followed by the singing of hymns up until we made our way to the peak top. Today neither of us were bold nor brave, but rather the manifestation of a youthful wish coming true, to sit and listen while a wise man spoke. And so it went; Ho roriswe rato lena, le re kopansteng hammoho, Lehe re ka arohana,