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WOBBLING ON MY FINE LINE.

February 3, 2017

 

What do I do when my Fine Line becomes a tightrope? With chameleon tread I inch my way to safety. “Trap-soetjies, trap-soetjies.” If I slip? Depends. One side there’s a safety net, on the other a tub full of alligators.

 

Aaarrgh………….

 

When am I helping and when am I enabling.

 

When am I helping and when am I hindering.

 

When is it okay and when is it NOT okay.

 

When is it funny and when is it not, or no longer, funny.

 

When should I speak up and when should I keep quiet.

 

When should I ask for advice and when should I not. Now this is where it gets interesting.

 

Gal 1:16 Paul…. "did not confer with flesh and blood.” We are so quick to ask every man and his dog for advice instead of talking to God first. But at the same time, Prov. 11:14 tells us “Where there is wise guidance, people fall, but in the multitude of counselors there is safety.

 

Well woot-woot. Talk about contradiction and confusion. Once again, I needed smarter people than me and enter one of my ‘faves,’ Joyce Meyer, to clarify. http://www.joycemeyer.org/


If you have people you trust, by all means consult them but do not let them make your final decisions. Those are between you and God.

 

So, will the lines I’m drawing in my sand now matter in years to come? Am I taking a stand, making a difference?

History always tells and thus I looked back at how the Modern Middle East was shaped. If history is your thing, I recommend “A Line in the Sand” by James Barr.

 

But I’m time traveling even further back to actual border lines that were drawn with a ruler in WWI. Yup, a ruler, probably a wooden one.

 

Enter Mark Sykes for the British and Francois Georges-Picot for the French. Great Britain and France were jostling to get the best deal for their countries and to quote Mark Sykes (I do not take responsibility for the accuracy of this but it comes from a reputable site)

 

“I would like to draw a line from the “e” in Acre to the last “k” in Kirkuk.”

With unbelievable arrogance the British thumbed their noses at their Arab allies who had been promised an Arab homeland in exchange for supporting the British against the Ottoman Empire. Take a few minutes – it makes fascinating reading. http://www.bbc.com/news/world-middle-east-25299553

 

My takeaway? That line is reverberating in the Middle East today. Think “Arab Spring.”

 

My own “line” story is a much happier one. Our last home in South Africa was in a tiny town called Wilderness on the Garden Route between Cape Town and Port Elizabeth. It was situated high on a dune (Die Duin) overlooking the Atlantic Ocean and with no road between the house and the ocean, I could go down the ramp onto the beach with the dogs.

 

Peace was mine and I immediately christened the house “MEETSNOERE” from Psalm 16:6 – The lines are fallen unto me in pleasant places; yes I have a goodly heritage.” But it loses a lot in translation – I would not have called my home “Lines!”

 

But God had other plans and today the Wilderness is just another fond memory. Fast forward 35 years and another home on another continent in another country, once again christened, “MEETSNOERE.” Those lines had again fallen into all the right places and I’m so very grateful and blessed.

 

Cyber Hugs All. Hopefully back to real hugs one of these days.

 

P.S. My husband refuses to name our boat anything he can’t pronounce so English it will be…..

 

Yes, the short video here at the end? That was my view. That was my morning walk and afternoon and evening and anytime in between.

 

 

 

 

 

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