Wednesday, 27 June 2012

Grobler Nico...

Hey Deon gnt, j ken my net rof weg ma marko het my korfbal en netbal afgerig. Hy is in ons almal se gedagtes en j ook, weet net hy rus in vrede en is op n beter plek

Duduzile Twala...

u may b gone physical,bt spiritually ur wth us.i quote:"death do not b proud."lv n mic u marco....2 da family b strong 4 god knws da plans he has 4 us.

Annette Hendley...

Hi Deon

Ek dink vandag baie aan jou. Kan nie glo dis al 2 jaar nie voel soos nou die dag en ander kere voel dit soos 'n ewigheid. Ek het nou die dag weer vir iemand vertel van die gek goed wat ons by die skool aangevang het. Ons sou nooit daarmee in die UK weggekom het nie. Gelukkig het ons wonderlike memories wat nooit weggeneem kan word nie. Bid vir jou.

Christene Gough...

Sterkte Deon...dink aan jou! xxx

Charmaine Miljo...

Sterkte Deon

Dwayne Tsatsi...

RHodeSfieLd mISseS yoU! Mwaaaahh!

Alan Verity...

Thinking of all Marco's family, friends and loved ones on this day.

Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ♥MaRcO♥Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ 04-10-1972 - 27-06-2010...

♥2 YeArS SiNcE YoU PaSsEd ThRoUgH HeAvEnS GaTe & I MiSs YoU EvEn MoRe♥
♥)O(♥RIP My AnGeL BoY♥)O(♥
AlWaYs,
Deon, Tjupi, Gummi & Lucky
¸.•**•.¸ Love and Gratitude ¸.•**•.¸
You Never...
You never said I'm leaving
You never said goodbye
You were gone before I knew it,
And only God knew why
A million times I needed you,
A million times I cried
If Love alone could have saved you,
You never would have died
In Life I loved you dearly
In death I love you still
In my heart you hold a place,
That no one could ever fill
It broke my heart to lose you,
But you didn't go alone
For part of me went with you,
The day God took you home.
~Author Unknown~

Sunday, 10 June 2012

KIDS IN CHURCH...

This should put a little smile in your heart today.
KIDS IN CHURCH...
3-year-old Reese :
'Our Father, Who does art in heaven,
Harold is His name..
Amen.'
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A little boy was overheard praying:
'Lord, if you can't make me a better
boy, don't worry about it.
I'm having a real good time like I am.'

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After the christening of his baby brother in church,
Jason sobbed all the way home in the back seat of the car.
His father asked him three times what was wrong.
Finally, the boy replied,
'That preacher said he wanted us brought up in a Christian home,
and I wanted to stay with you guys.'

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One particular four-year-old prayed,
'And forgive us our trash baskets
as we forgive those who put trash in our baskets.'

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A Sunday school teacher asked her children as they
were on the way to church service,
'And why is it necessary to be quiet in church?'
One bright little girl replied,
'Because people are sleeping.'

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A mother was preparing pancakes for her sons, Kevin 5, and Ryan 3.
The boys began to argue over who would get the first pancake.
Their mother saw the opportunity for a moral lesson..
'If Jesus were sitting here, He would say,
'Let my brother have the first pancake, I can wait.'
Kevin turned to his younger brother and said,
' Ryan, you be Jesus !'

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A father was at the beach with his children
when the four-year-old son ran up to him,
grabbed his hand, and led him to the shore
where a seagull lay dead in the sand.
'Daddy, what happened to him?' The son asked.
'He died and went to Heaven,' the Dad replied.
The boy thought a moment and then said,
'Did God throw him back down?'
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A wife invited some people to dinner.
At the table, she turned to their six-year-old daughter and said,
'Would you like to say the blessing?'
'I wouldn't know what to say,' the girl replied.
'Just say what you hear Mommy say,' the wife answered.
The daughter bowed her head and said,
'Lord, why on earth did I invite all these people to dinner?'

The Eagle Story...Freedom and Jeff...


This is a really beautiful story ....
Not many people get a picture of this proud bird snuggled up next to them!
Freedom and Jeff
Freedom and I have been together 11 years this summer. She came in as a baby in 1998 with two broken wings.
Her left wing doesn't open all the way even after surgery, it was broken in 4 places. She's my baby.

When Freedom came in she could not stand and both wings were broken. She was emaciated and covered in lice. We made the decision to give her a chance at life, so I took her to the vet's office. From then on, I was always around her. We had her in a huge dog carrier with the top off, and it was loaded up with shredded newspaper for her to lay in. I used to sit and talk to her, urging her to live, to fight; and she would lay there looking at me with those big brown eyes. We also had to tube feed her for weeks.

This went on for 4-6 weeks, and by then she still couldn't stand. It got to the point where the decision was made to euthanise her if she couldn't stand in a week. You know you don't want to cross that line between torture and rehab, and it looked like death was winning. She was going to be put down that Friday, and I was supposed to come in on that Thursday afternoon. I didn't want to go to the centre that Thursday, because I couldn't bear the thought of her being euthanised; but I went anyway, and when I walked in everyone was grinning from ear to ear. I went immediately back to her cage; and there she was, standing on her own, a big beautiful eagle. She was ready to live. I was just about in tears by then. That was a very good day.

We knew she could never fly, so the director asked me to glove train her. I got her used to the glove, and then to jesses, and we started doing education programs for schools in western Washington. We wound up in the newspapers, radio (believe it or not) and some TV. Miracle Pets even did a show about us.

In the spring of 2000, I was diagnosed with non-Hodgkin's lymphoma. I had stage 3, which is not good (one major organ plus
everywhere), so I wound up doing 8 months of chemo. Lost the hair - the whole bit. I missed a lot of work. When I felt good enough, I would go to Sarvey and take Freedom out for walks. Freedom would also come to me in my dreams and help me fight the cancer. This happened time and time again.

Fast forward to November 2000 the day after Thanksgiving, I went in for my last check-up. I was told that if the cancer was not all gone after 8 rounds of chemo, then my last option was a stem cell transplant. Anyway, they did the tests; and I had to come back Monday for the results. I went in Monday, and I was told that all the cancer was gone.

So the first thing I did was get up to Sarvey and take the big girl out for a walk. It was misty and cold. I went to her flight and jessed her up, and we went out front to the top of the hill. I hadn't said a word to Freedom, but somehow she knew. She looked at me and wrapped both her wings around me to where I could feel them pressing in on my back (I was engulfed in eagle wings), and she touched my nose with her beak and stared into my eyes, and we just stood there like that for I don't know how long . That was a magic moment. We have been soul mates ever since she came in. This is a very special bird.

On a side note: I have had people who were sick come up to us when we are out, and Freedom has some kind of hold on
them. I once had a guy who was terminal come up to us and I let him hold her. His knees just about buckled and he swore he could feel her power course through his body. I have so many stories like that..

I never forget the honour I have of being so close to such a magnificent spirit as Freedom.

Hope you enjoyed this!
But they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint.
Isaiah 40:31



Cancer is a strange cell. You can go along for years in remission and then one day it pops its head up again. If you ever have it you will never be free of it. Pray for the day there will be a permanent cure.

Have A Peaceful Sunday Friends...