Removed. Replaced with.

Finding God in the giving and the taking...

Stolen. My ipod.
Removed: the relianace I had on song to direct the chords of my thoughts and fill in the thirsty holes of my soul.

Replaced with: deep conversations with God, and conscious searching and writing my own lyrics to the tunes of my vulnerable soul.

Stolen. My Canon camera.
Removed: The ability to capture and look back on moments that were worth capturing.

Replaced with: My use of words to trace the lines of light in moments I don’t want to forget. To reflect in text the image which in my minds eye I see.

Fear faced. Dance audition.
Removed: the fear of not sharing with others my joy in the expression of freedom through dance.

Replaced with: the freedom of dancing unashamedly in front of another the expression of my inner soul.

Purchased. A laptop.
Removed: the excuse of not having the means to write and record thoughts I carry, to make use of the gift of mobile means to do design and writing work.

Replaced with: the opportunity to write and create while sipping a coffee in a cozy coffee shop or on the stoep overlooking the city.

Witnessed. A week living in a rural community.
Removed: the false mindset of ‘needing’ and demanding extravagance when my neighbours and friends have not even a tenth of what I do.

Replaced with: an awareness and fear of my selfish nature, my easy response of forgetting and nullifying what I have seen so as to justify my ‘right’ for unnecessary comfort.

Removed: randomness. Replaced with: God ordained.
He gives and takes away. To know Him as my Provider in lack or in wealth of resource.