Author: Rubyletters

Dear God

You hold the future in your hands, You know my dreams and You have a plan
As You light my way, I’ll follow You.
My eyes on all of the above, my soul secure in all You’ve done, my minds made up and You are the only one for me.

With all the earth in Your command You are the rock on which I stand and as I live each day I’ll follow You. My eyes on all of the above, my soul secure in all You’ve done, my mind’s made up and You are the only one for me.

Jesus Saviour, in my life You are everything. My future decided I will praise Your name. Now I know that I am Yours.

Unafraid, unashamed Lord we know who we are. We are Your people and we won’t be silent. Unified, hear us cry at the top of our lungs, You are our God and we will not be shaken.

Jesus Saviour, in my life You are everything. My future decided I will praise Your name. Now I know that I am Yours.

Love

Ruby

P.S. For those of you who might have recognized the words and don’t know why…….it’s from one of the Hillsong United CD’s. It really represents how I’m feeling today:)

Dear Arkwife

What am I going to do with you friendster??? Despite the fact that you know I absolutely despise meme’s in general, you went ahead and tagged me. Add that to the fact that you also know that once I’ve been tagged I feel obliged to do it and you’ve created the perfect “mess with Ruby” situation.

Anyhoodle, since i have been tagged, I guess i have no choice in the matter and I’ll have to do the meme.

Word for the week in my head: Stupid…….(i swear i have a good reason for having this word in my head)

Thought for the week: I’m have two thoughts in my head this week……
1. I follow Christ by growing in intimacy with Him. As I abide in Him, I learn to walk in rhythm with Him. I do not worry about where we are going, but rather trust His leadership, because I am convinced that where He takes me will be for my eternal good and for His glory and pleasure
2. A woman’s heart should be so hidden in Christ, that a man should have to seek Him first.
(The second having been a very important one for me in the last couple of weeks…….)

Thing for the week in my life: Exercise!!!! Actually not just this week, it has been for the past couple of weeks….I’ve been doing it 6 days a week for almost an hour and a half at a time…..sometimes at 10 o’clock at night when i don’t have time:)

Song for the week in my head: OJ, so I’m terrible with song and artist names even though i know my music. I think the song is called :”shake it like my sister Kate” but it’s by the Ditty Bops

Food for the week in my belly: Strawberries and grapes

Colour for the week in my life: Bright bright orange

Smile for the week on my face: Ooooh, I smile for lots and lots of reasons. But here’s a couple:
– discussing and planning everything around my December cruise
– dancing in the rain and not getting sick
– being the mini-boss and being the one doing the performance review on a very shitty trainee
and therefor being able to do something about the fact that she really can’t do the job. I
swear that her PR is based solely on her work performance and not the fact that she happens
so to be a particularly pathetic and irritating individual…and no, i didn’t get her fired, so stop
worrying…..Y’all know I’m not that mean!
– The realisation that I have lots of people around me that love me
– Seeing the results of my strict exercise regime on the scale

Blessing for the week in my heart: My amazing positive attitude towards life in general, work, love, people and situations. Sometimes you have to choose to be happy, but mostly I’m blessed with optimism and happiness……..and if anyone wants to question this, just ask Arkwife🙂

OK, so I’m not tagging anyone, and therefor I’m not going to add the rules, I will however link back to cath before anybody decides to slap me for not doing so, and I will remind you that if everyone else decides to do this they have to link back to me and Cath…..Got it?

So friendster, I hope this satisfies your need for tagging me for a while….he he:)

Love

Ruby

Dear Ruby

I realize that writing myself a letter, again, is probably not the most creative or intriguing post in the world, but seeing as my creativity is a bit on the missing side of life after a very late night last night, I think I’m entitled to a bit of an offish post.

I haven’t been the most active reader, writer or commenter in blogland the past couple of weeks, so I’m pretty sure that everyone will forgive me for being just a tad slow in doing some the things that have been flying around. So, my dear sweet self, I decided to follow the, slightly old, trend of doing a Dynamic needs analysis on myself.

According to google you need the following:
– a face lift (ouch!)
– a sweet talker (only if he falls in the same category as Mr Knight in shining armour)
– a string buffer (huh?)
– surgery on a liver……my liver is just fine thank you very much
– a good home
– one (no seriously, one what?)
– Investigating
– a dictionary (yeah yeah, i know my spelling sucks sometimes, get over it already!)
– a little prince to match her Cinderella costume…he he:)
– to pay attention to her feelings of being unsafe (I’m wondering if this might have
something to do with my stalker)
– to think about these questions before she does anything to change her behavior
– to be kept as a serious, broad based platform
– to be faster
– 3 leaves to complete her collection (apparently I have a leaf collection)
– help
– to overcome some of her current limits (don’t we all)
– to find another host (cause I’m a parasite y’all!)
– a caretaker (Only if he fall in the same category as Mr Knight in shining armor)

To be fair to you and everybody else who might be reading this letter I decided to not only do a needs analysis on your pseudo personality, Ruby, but also on your real self.

So you, as yourself, need the following:
– to talk, share ideas and go places together and learn new things together
– to store 8 boxes while she is moving (I wasn’t aware that I was moving????)
– needs to be in the mountains with some cheese
– to be protected from the stress and fighting
– no explanation
– her vocal counterpart
– to check out by 11:00
– to change her last name (seriously, what is google trying to tell me!)
– your votes (ja, cause I’m running for president next year:) )

Good luck with finding all you need!!!

Love

Ruby

P.S. Consider this an official apology for the boring post and my lack of creativity…..you know you wanna forgive me:)

Dear couzie

Tuesday was you 21st birthday. Happy birthday my little baby cousin…….I hope you had an absolutely stunning day, that the year ahead will be so filled with love, happiness and blessings that you wouldn’t know what to do with them and that God will hold you in His wonderfully strong and gentle hands all the days of you life.

After rereading the first paragraph i realised something…not only are you no longer one of the baby cousins, but I have no idea how you became part of that group to begin with…..seriously, a 5 year age gap isn’t exactly that big……is it?

Anyway…..after deciding to write this letter a lot of little things that i wanted to say to you jumped to mind, but the one thing that totally stuck was the day you got baptized. You were a teeny tiny little baby, beautiful! With big, dark pools for eyes and a crop of curly brown hair which has totally turned into your crown if glory. My excitement and honor knew no bounds when I was told that your folk wanted me, little Ruby, to carry you into the church to be baptized…..I even got a new dress and everything. My point is that on that day a bond was formed, one which will never ever be broken.

Since I’ve moved to jozi, I’ve gained 3 little sisters….all of which started out as my cousins, you being the oldest. We’ve shared many a laugh, plenty of tears and together we have both grown. Without realising it, the three of you help me to be a better person. Never in my life did i think that I’d have to be a role model for someone else….well, maybe when i have children, but i definitely never thought that it would happen before then. The realisation that between the 3 of you you mirror my every move, my sense of clothing, my way of talking, my relationships with friends and family and my relationship with God came as a shock……but it’s a pleasant shock. I’ve grown more aware of what I do and say than I’ve ever been….still remaining true to myself, but being more responsible.

You have your fair share of issues in life, but hey, we all have them, some just handle them better than others. I’m proud and honored to know that I’ve helped you deal with a lot of them. Sometimes all you needed was a hug, sometimes a little bit of advice and at times a stern reprimand. But together we have developed this relationship into something beautiful and precious.

I can’t wait to take you on your birthday surprise. Every year, instead of buying you guys something for your birthday, I give you a choice:
1. A gift of my choice
2. Money
3. I take you on an adventure, some fun time together…my treat
Without fail the 3 of you have always chosen nr 3.

Your first birthday experience was a fancy dress cocktail party….your first cocktail party and probably the first time you got dressed up all pretty wearing a little dress……being the tomboy you are. We’ve had a couple these “experiences” in the last 3 years. This year will have to be even more special, being your 21st and all. I can’t wait:)

Happy birthday my darling. Whatever may happen in the future, keep your joy and your infectious smile. Remember that if everything else fails you, you can always count on God. And remember that as long as it is humanly possible, I will be here for you, loving you and cheering you on in life.

Love

Cousin/sister Ruby

P.S. I have a couple of ideas as to what I’ll be doing for the couzies birthday, but if any of you have some killer ideas I would love to hear them.

Dear Klitsgras Drumming circle

First of all I would like to congratulate you guys on a truly award winning idea. Friday night was the most fun I’ve had in a very very long time.

I have to admit that i was just a tad sceptical when I was told that we would be attending Klitsgras Drumming Circle, I mean seriously, what kind of a name is that??? But i was pleasantly surprised. Originally we were only going to have supper at Fifi’s house and help her move a really large and heavy bookcase, with “we” i mean me, Fifi, Jack and Piano man. But Piano man also lives in Pretoria and begged us to join him at the drumming circle….so after a fabulous supper we dashed off to Klitsgras, armed with plenty of wine, sneakers and lots and lots of warm stuff.

The place is situated just outside of Pretoria, not far from Menlyn on Garsfontein road. The atmosphere is both electric and relaxed….if that makes any sense. We spent the better part of the evening beating on our little Jembe drums around the big bonfire situated in the middle of the main drumming circle. For the record…..my hands are terribly bruised and really sore, but I’d do it again….over and over and over again!

I think the best part of your place is the fact that you have these smaller fires all over the place, and people can go and sit there with their snacks and drinks and a hubbly and just “kuier” the night away. We met the most interesting people including a whole bunch of young, afrikaans Rastafarians.

Granted, 90% of the people attending the circle were high. They were highly entertaining and of course contributed to the very peaceful and chilled atmosphere. Everybody kept going….”no worries dude….chill out man”. It was quite hysterical actually. Fifi and I went into a fit of giggles when we noticed a sign behind a group of people who were quite obviously smoking a joint that read as follows: “The use of any illegal substances (including Marijuana) is strictly prohibited.” Yeah right!

The place sort of reminded me of the bygone Hippie era, interlinked with a taste of the islands, a little bit of Africa and a typical “Jool” evening at a university. All in all it was an amazing evening, and I’ll definitely be joining you guys around the fire again…beating my hands into a very bruised state.

We only left at about 3, when you guys politely asked us to go home now, as it was closing time…and I ended up sleeping at Fifi’s house, as I didn’t want to risk driving on the N1 at that time of the night….not after recent events anyway.

Can’t wait to join you guys again!

Regards

Ruby a.k.a “The drumming queen”