I love all these old-timey romances, where a bride is ordered for someone in a small town in the Wild West. Mostly, the man in question is a complete jerk for half the book, but by the time the story ends, the couple lives happily together, and they scheme to find brides for his brothers…
Author: Tessa van Niekerk
I should probably feel guilty… but I really, truly don’t!
I should start by saying that this is not how I was brought up. I was taught to work hard, save up and – if necessary – take a bank loan to achieve any goal that needed funding. Crowdfunding wasn’t a thing back then, nor were angel investors. Or maybe they were, but not in…
Providence Moving
“The moment one definitely commits oneself, then providence moves too. All sorts of things occur to help one that would never otherwise have occurred… Unforeseen incidents, meetings, and material assistance, which no man could have dreamed would have come his way.” – J.W. Goethe I am a Christian. The mere fact that I write…
If you could read my mind, Love…
Good morning, B! Yes, I’ve heard. T told us. Don’t blame him. I think he needed to share his feelings, too. Feeling helpless is horrible. No matter the circumstances.
Announcement: I’ve added a Donations Page to this blog!
After much thought, I have decided to add a Donations Page to this blog. It’s not just that I want to make a bit of money from what I am writing (of course, that too!) but I have too many projects that would need funding just to get off the ground. Once they are up…
They do it on YouTube
I am considering taking a two-pronged approach as far as spending my time, money and energy are concerned. On the one hand, I want to buy that small property in Portugal, but I also want to purchase a truck and convert it into an expedition vehicle. Yes, I’m a bit greedy. It’s a “best of…
Doing it scared
Many years ago, I read The Dream Giver by Bruce Wilkinson. It was about Anybody who had a dream that absolutely compelled him to take action, but the moment he took action, almost everyone that he knew tried to dissuade him from it. And the person that tried the hardest was his mom! That part…
There’s just something about a stone house…
I found a stone house online this past week. It’s in a small village somewhere in central Portugal, and since the advertisement was posted recently enough, I have a suspicion that the photographs truly reflect reality. The house is built from granite stone (unlike the picture that I have picked for illustrating this post!) with…
Mindset Change: From Boring to Brave
It’s been a moment since my last post. I am very sorry for my silence. It was not intentional, but – to my defense – a lot has happened, not just in my life, but between my ears as well. If you have read any of my posts before, you would know that I am…
If you don’t ask, you won’t know…
I don’t go to my local police station often, even though it is situated a block from where I currently stay. Like hospitals and courthouses, I find police stations depressing places, filled with people who have had bad things happen to them, are about to have bad things happen to them or are supporters of…