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Karoo Mighty Men Confirences
8 Junie 2017
Emmanuel Child&Youth Care,
Emmanuel Child&Youth Care,
Namens die KarooMMC komitee wil ons julle bedank vir julle deelname aan Karoo MMC vir die afgelope 7 jaar. Julle was deel van ‘n span wat duisende mense se lewens onherroeplik verander het...
“Praise the Lord, my son is 16 years old and was at MMC last year as well as this year; he was a different boy and has been blessed with all the powerful messages.”
“Thank you for the best weekend ever, me giving my heart to the Lord.”
Vandag is Karoo Mighty Men ‘n herinnering. Nie iets om af te stof nie maar om naby jou hart te koester...
Stof– FanieLaubscher
“Praise the Lord, my son is 16 years old and was at MMC last year as well as this year; he was a different boy and has been blessed with all the powerful messages.”
“Thank you for the best weekend ever, me giving my heart to the Lord.”
Vandag is Karoo Mighty Men ‘n herinnering. Nie iets om af te stof nie maar om naby jou hart te koester...
Stof– FanieLaubscher
Ekhou die stap skoene vas in my hand en wil dit begin afstof, maar huiwer vir ‘n oomblik.
Hierdie stof verteenwoordig so baie.Hierdie is ongelooflike ervaring stof. Dit is stof van die Karoo en my laaste stukkie van tasbare onthou.
Die plaas, die manne wat aanstap, die groot verhoog, die opgewondenheid… alles sulke vinnige terug blik oomblikke wat nou deur my gedagtesspoel. Die musiek begin speel, die indrukwekkende verhoog voor ons en so effe links, die laaste onthou van die grootsheid van ‘n Karoo son sak.
Ek onthou hierdie oomblikke amper die beste van elke jaar se Karoo MMC. Amper soos die Here se verwelkomings groet by die Karoo. Terwyl die wolke subtiel ingekleur word en die manne se stemme begin opdruis kry ek so effense heimweegevoel van ‘n laaste Karoo Mighty Men sonsak. Ek probeer elke sekonde inneem, want ek besef hierdie is ons laaste besoek saam op die plaas.
Ek kyk af en maak my oë toe. Ek bid uit dankbaarheid. Dankbaar vir oomblikke, dankbaar om te kan bid. Ek bid vir my seuntjie se toekoms, sommer vir die oom regsvoor my se toekoms ook. Ek bid oor bekommernisse en ek bid vir Genade. Ek maak my oë oop en sien die droë grond en stukkies gras rondom my skoene. My sit-plekkie op die plaas. My stukkie grond waar ek so baie met die Here sit en praat gedurende die naweek.
Hierdie stof op my stap stewels is nie werklik
stof wat ek wil af skud nie. Dit verteenwoordig so baie. My alleen oomblikke met God tussen duisende manne. My Karoo son sak oomblikke. ‘n Kosbare hartstyd wat ek altyd by my sal dra. Stof wat dalk droogte weerspieël, maar die Karoo is groen en ons binneste ontvang reën wat ons gemoed en geloof versterk en nuwe lewe bring. Nuwe hoop, nuwe uitsien en nuwe denke oor ‘n God wat Sy kosbare beskermende hande om ons vou en ons styf vashou met deernis en onderskraging.
Wat ‘n wonderlike voorreg en seëning om met hierdie herinneringe te kan wegstap.
Hierdie stof verteenwoordig so baie.Hierdie is ongelooflike ervaring stof. Dit is stof van die Karoo en my laaste stukkie van tasbare onthou.
Die plaas, die manne wat aanstap, die groot verhoog, die opgewondenheid… alles sulke vinnige terug blik oomblikke wat nou deur my gedagtesspoel. Die musiek begin speel, die indrukwekkende verhoog voor ons en so effe links, die laaste onthou van die grootsheid van ‘n Karoo son sak.
Ek onthou hierdie oomblikke amper die beste van elke jaar se Karoo MMC. Amper soos die Here se verwelkomings groet by die Karoo. Terwyl die wolke subtiel ingekleur word en die manne se stemme begin opdruis kry ek so effense heimweegevoel van ‘n laaste Karoo Mighty Men sonsak. Ek probeer elke sekonde inneem, want ek besef hierdie is ons laaste besoek saam op die plaas.
Ek kyk af en maak my oë toe. Ek bid uit dankbaarheid. Dankbaar vir oomblikke, dankbaar om te kan bid. Ek bid vir my seuntjie se toekoms, sommer vir die oom regsvoor my se toekoms ook. Ek bid oor bekommernisse en ek bid vir Genade. Ek maak my oë oop en sien die droë grond en stukkies gras rondom my skoene. My sit-plekkie op die plaas. My stukkie grond waar ek so baie met die Here sit en praat gedurende die naweek.
Hierdie stof op my stap stewels is nie werklik
stof wat ek wil af skud nie. Dit verteenwoordig so baie. My alleen oomblikke met God tussen duisende manne. My Karoo son sak oomblikke. ‘n Kosbare hartstyd wat ek altyd by my sal dra. Stof wat dalk droogte weerspieël, maar die Karoo is groen en ons binneste ontvang reën wat ons gemoed en geloof versterk en nuwe lewe bring. Nuwe hoop, nuwe uitsien en nuwe denke oor ‘n God wat Sy kosbare beskermende hande om ons vou en ons styf vashou met deernis en onderskraging.
Wat ‘n wonderlike voorreg en seëning om met hierdie herinneringe te kan wegstap.
Ja voorwaar ‘n voorreg om so ‘n ryke herinnering in jou hart te kan dra.
Nogmaals baie dankie, mag julle werklik geseënd wees!
Ruthi van der Merwe (Namens Karoo Mighty Men Komitee)
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If queens know greater pleasures they are lucky indeed
“I remember lying on my back in the bottom of the wagon, eating cold green mealies and tossing the cobs into the veld, looking at the pale Karoo sky above with the little kestrels swooping, and listening to Olifant gossiping with the mules. If queens know greater pleasures they are lucky indeed.”
Around 40 cyclists from across South Africa know exactly how Eve Palmer felt when she wrote that paragraph…they had bicycles in the place of her mule wagon, and way more than cold green mealies to eat, but in five days they got to know 500km of Eve’s beloved land up close and personal.
The Eastern Cape is a remarkable province that has raised and adopted so many special people. People like Billy and Carol Teeton of Woodridge College:– they created and marketed the Tour; begged for sponsorships; planned, rode and marked the route; arranged food and accommodation with farmers along the way; woke up long before the riders rose and went to sleep long after the last rider had turned in for the night. They also managed to convince the finest volunteers to assist them – men and women you could go to war with – and they did all of this so that the rider's entry fee could be used to enrich the lives of others. They did the same in 2009 and 2011, but in 2013 they got another Eastern Cape legend, Mike Glover from Red Cherry Adventures and Touch Africa, to help out and the Tour took on a life of its own.
Touch Africa taught the riders how easy it is make a difference to the lives of children-in-need in this country. As a Touch Africa initiative, the proceeds of the Tour went to a child and youth care centre in Middleburg called Emmanuel. The home is run by Bertus and Carol Deysel, who provide a safe, loving – sometimes temporary – haven for local children.
Cyclists know that their contributions sometimes benefit local communities, but Touch Africa makes that contribution feel more tangible by having each rider sign a handprint on the wall of the beneficiary organisation. It’s one thing to hear that your money will make a difference in someone’s life – it’s another thing entirely to be able to pick that little someone up and and hug him and hear him say “Dankie, tannie, lekker ry!”
There is a lovely story that illustrates how simple it can be to Touch Africa*:- Mike was riding his motorbike in the Baviaans one year when he came across schoolchildren far from the nearest school. They told him that they walk to the police station every day to catch a lift to school because the school bus had been broken for years. After making enquiries in Willowmore Mike found the dust-covered bus standing in a shed and arranged for it to be taken to Port Elizabeth for repairs. The broken part that had brought the bus to a halt for eight years cost a mere R85. The Touch Africa team found sponsors to refurbish the bus for the Willowmore children, and the bus is still running, largely due to Touch Africa’s philosophy around the longevity of their projects by ensuring, for instance, that ongoing maintenance and fuel is sponsored.
In the same way, the 40 riders on the TransKaroo will never be able to pass Middleburg without popping in at Emmanuel for big smiles, warm hugs and a “Dankie, tannie, lekker ry.”
Lucky indeed!
*The Willowmore Bus Story: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iRKRk9fjuU8. Also see www.touchafrica.info for small initiatives that make a big difference in childrens' lives.
Eve Palmer – The Plains of Camdeboo, 1966
Around 40 cyclists from across South Africa know exactly how Eve Palmer felt when she wrote that paragraph…they had bicycles in the place of her mule wagon, and way more than cold green mealies to eat, but in five days they got to know 500km of Eve’s beloved land up close and personal.
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| Photo courtesy Arjen Melkhuyse |
There’s so much more to the TransKaroo Mountain Bike Tour than just the history and beauty of the Karoo, though. Riders expect to get to know the land well because it is, after all, a mountain bike tour… but getting up close and personal with the people of the Eastern Cape is what makes the TransKaroo Tour a life-changing event.
The Eastern Cape is a remarkable province that has raised and adopted so many special people. People like Billy and Carol Teeton of Woodridge College:– they created and marketed the Tour; begged for sponsorships; planned, rode and marked the route; arranged food and accommodation with farmers along the way; woke up long before the riders rose and went to sleep long after the last rider had turned in for the night. They also managed to convince the finest volunteers to assist them – men and women you could go to war with – and they did all of this so that the rider's entry fee could be used to enrich the lives of others. They did the same in 2009 and 2011, but in 2013 they got another Eastern Cape legend, Mike Glover from Red Cherry Adventures and Touch Africa, to help out and the Tour took on a life of its own.
Touch Africa taught the riders how easy it is make a difference to the lives of children-in-need in this country. As a Touch Africa initiative, the proceeds of the Tour went to a child and youth care centre in Middleburg called Emmanuel. The home is run by Bertus and Carol Deysel, who provide a safe, loving – sometimes temporary – haven for local children.
Cyclists know that their contributions sometimes benefit local communities, but Touch Africa makes that contribution feel more tangible by having each rider sign a handprint on the wall of the beneficiary organisation. It’s one thing to hear that your money will make a difference in someone’s life – it’s another thing entirely to be able to pick that little someone up and and hug him and hear him say “Dankie, tannie, lekker ry!”
There is a lovely story that illustrates how simple it can be to Touch Africa*:- Mike was riding his motorbike in the Baviaans one year when he came across schoolchildren far from the nearest school. They told him that they walk to the police station every day to catch a lift to school because the school bus had been broken for years. After making enquiries in Willowmore Mike found the dust-covered bus standing in a shed and arranged for it to be taken to Port Elizabeth for repairs. The broken part that had brought the bus to a halt for eight years cost a mere R85. The Touch Africa team found sponsors to refurbish the bus for the Willowmore children, and the bus is still running, largely due to Touch Africa’s philosophy around the longevity of their projects by ensuring, for instance, that ongoing maintenance and fuel is sponsored. In the same way, the 40 riders on the TransKaroo will never be able to pass Middleburg without popping in at Emmanuel for big smiles, warm hugs and a “Dankie, tannie, lekker ry.”
Lucky indeed!
*The Willowmore Bus Story: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iRKRk9fjuU8. Also see www.touchafrica.info for small initiatives that make a big difference in childrens' lives.
Monday, July 1, 2013
Back to life....back to reality
Most of my friends use Twitter and Facebook to sell or promote something. I have decided that this says more about my friends than it does about those two social medias. Young entrepreneurs one and all! The really good thing about aged decrepitude is that I have nothing to sell (I have a website for that) and no real causes to promote. Thus, for me, the social media really are social and I can jus...t say stuff I want to say to my friends without fear of a damaged public profile. Thus I am pleased to announce that I have had a life altering experience on the Transkaroo Mtbtour. Why you may ask? The scenery and hospitality was unbelievable. The Afrikaans hospitality knows no bounds. But I knew that before I started. What changed things for me was that from the time I said I would do it I stopped being "sick getting well" and became "well getting fit". For those that don't know, I have spent the years from 2007 till now in and out of hospital the whole time and the 2 years prior to 2007 on crutches. In that time I have had both hip joints cut out and replaced with steel ones and then a section of my gut removed when a tumour was found after a burst appendix. The guys I rode with on the Transkaroo Mtbtour let me suck their wheels till the final 20 kms and then no quarter was asked or given. Thanks for bringing me back to life guys. A finer bunch I have never ridden with; quality warriors one and all
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