Beyond measures.

Beyond measures.

I was writing names on Easter gifts a few weeks ago — carefully lining up Lindt bunnies and chocolate baskets — when laughter broke out in reception. My office is close by, and I welcomed the distraction from tedious work and went to investigate. I found our reception...
An ancient disease and modern apathy.

An ancient disease and modern apathy.

Happy World TB-day everybody! This day ,24 March, is officially World Tuberculosis day. I suppose it is not like Father’s Day when we pay homage to the dads and rush out last minute to buy an overpriced card. So relax, you don’t need to rustle up a quick gift for the...
A ministry of showing up.

A ministry of showing up.

I had a great aunt and uncle – Oom Sybrandt and Tannie Barbie. They were, as my mother described, enthusiastic funeral attendees. They never missed a funeral, ever. They would drive all over the city and even cross provincial borders to attend memorial services,...
At the bookends of life.

At the bookends of life.

It was just after 9:00 on a gentle Thursday morning. We had rain overnight, and the air was crisp, with a slight breeze. I stood with a mother, Sonja, about my age, sorting through her son’s clothes, neatly packed in our wardrobe.  Her son had just died.  He was 19....
Halos, humility and humans.

Halos, humility and humans.

I always thought I understood my place in the world, until that world forgot I existed. On Wednesday afternoon, I realised we had guests for dinner. I also realised my fridge resembled one that belongs to a bachelor. There were many beautiful bottles of pickles,...