I grew up with my grandmother in a small, dusty town in the Karoo.

I loved playing in the sand, only for a lack of grass because we were in a season of drought. My best game was lying on my back on the warm sand with my arms and legs open wide and my eyes closed. I could feel the heat of the sun burning on my skin, which brought me comfort because it reminded me of my granny’s warm arms around me. I would then open and close my arms and legs in a slow rhythm, as soothing as her heartbeat when she holds me. Today people do that in snow and call it a “snow angel.” I guess I have drawn a “dust angel.”

As the evening approached and I walked into the house I would be summoned to the bathroom for a good scrubbing. My granny would scrub me with a brush and soap that she made herself, in as hot a bath as I – or rather her hands – could tolerate. I did not like the scrubbing but understood that in order for me to be dressed in clean clothes and get into a clean bed; I had to get rid of all the dirt and grime that has built up during the day.

This made me think of our journey through life. We play in the sand of our circumstances and events and, knowingly or obliviously, the dirt of situations would attach itself to us. Let me explain by using an example out of my life:

I had an aunt that lived with us. Unpleasant stuff happened in her life and she became an angry person. Her way of dealing with life was in anger because that was a template, even though it was negative, which has been formed. When I was naughty, she would shout at me and tell me, “You will amount to nothing.” So I went through life with the refrain of a song sung by someone that was also hurting. I would often get triggers that were pushed by life; reminding me of my aunt and her words. Eventually I started believing… and becoming, because I did not have another voice counteracting and negating these powerful words. Her words tied me to her unconsciously and irrevocably.

It took me decades of aching tears and, most of all, fighting to deny the lie and believe a truth that was buried deep in the recesses of my soul… a truth caused to slowly surface as it was told by people that believed in the capacity of my purpose.

Now I am asking you:

  • Who told you a lie that you currently believe about yourself?
  • Will you dare to let the lie go and find your truth?
  • Will you gently take a deep breath and step back… and forgive them. Because, my friend, forgiveness is a powerful tool in the hand of someone that understand that they have a purpose to become greater that where they currently are in life.

Remember that your life matters and that you are an important part in this cycle of life.