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Bradenton, FL
34203
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Mag jou vyande naar word,
Jou drome waar word,
Jou alie maer word
Jou beursie swaar word,
Jou goeie tye nooit klaar word
En jy vir ALTYD deur Liewe Jesus bewaar word!
BLATJANG AARTAPPELS (Chutney)
6-8 middelslag aartappels
sout
250ml vrugte blatjang
250ml kook water
125ml mayonnaise
1 pakkie dik wit uiesoppoeier
Kook aartappels in skil net tot sag.
Verhit die oond tot 180C.
Dreineer aartappels en halveer elkeen in die lengte - ongeskil.
Plaas die halwes met die gesnyde kante na bo in 'n vlak oondvaste bak met 'n inhoudsmaat van ± 2,5 liter.
Meng die res van die bestanddele en skep dit oor die aartappels en bak vir 'n halfuur lank.
Bedien warm.
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CURRY BITES
250 ml (1 cup) cooked rice
125 ml (1/2 cup) milk
2 extra large eggs
150 ml self-raising flour
7 ml (1 ½ t) mild/medium curry powder
375 ml (1 ½ cup) potato, peeled and grated
310 ml (1 ¼ cup) onion, finely grated
250 ml (1 cup) cooked chicken, diced
100 g whole-kernel sweet corn, drained
15 ml (1 T) parsley
salt and freshly ground black pepper
oil for frying
Process the rice, milk, eggs, self-raising flour and curry powder in a food processor for 1 minute. Chill the batter.
Place the potato and onion in a mixing bowl and add enough boiling water to cover. Leave for 3 minutes and drain well. Pat dry with paper towels. Add the potato, onion, chicken, sweet corn and parsley to the batter. Season with salt and freshly ground black pepper.
Heat the oil in a pan and fry spoonfuls of the batter for about 4 minutes on each side until golden brown and done. Drain on paper towels and keep warm until ready to serve.
Makes 25-30 bites.
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Friends
Good day to you dearest friend
Thought I'd write to check in,
You've been in mind a lot as of late
And matters of the heart can't wait.
There are things you should know,
Words I should have said long ago,
I don't want to let another day pass
Without telling you at last.
Your friendship I truly treasure,
Being your friend is a pleasure,
You fit my personality like a glove
My guardian angel from above.
There's no truer friend than you
You offer counsel to all I say or do,
When I'm down you pick me up,
There's no end to your kindness cup.
When I need someone to lean on
You're only as far as the phone,
When I feel like having a good cry
You're always there to dry my eyes.
We've shared laughter and cheer
Sorrow and emotional cares,
Through all things year after year,
I can depend on my friend so dear.
We've been friends a long time,
I speak from this heart of mine,
I love you and this thought I send,
I know forever we'll be best friends.
©Written by: Kenneth J. Ellison 07-14-04
(revised 11-09-06)
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½ lb (250 Gram) butter
2 eggs
8 tablespoons cooking oil
5 teaspoons baking powder
8 tablespoons castor sugar
vanilla essence
5 cups cake flour
jam
Beat butter and sugar together until light.
Add cooking oil, eggs and vanilla essence and beat well until light and fluffy.
Add in dry ingredients.
Grate dough in a baking sheet and press firmly.
Spread jam and grate other half.
Sprinkle coconut and bake at 180°C.
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Inner Peace
If you can start the day without caffeine,
If you can always be cheerful, ignoring aches and pains,
If you can resist complaining and boring people with your troubles,
If you can eat the same food every day and be grateful for it,
If you can understand when your loved ones are too busy to give you any time,
If you can take criticism and blame without resentment ,
If you can conquer tension without medical help,
If you can relax without liquor,
If you can sleep without the aid of drugs,
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...Then You Are Probably The Family Dog!
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CHOCOLATE MINT DESSERT
1 X 150 g packet marshmallows
1 cup (250 ml) milk
2 large slabs (49 g each) Peppermint crisp chocolate
1 cup (250 ml) cream (or Orley Whip)
1 X 200 g packet Bakers Mint Romany Creams
1 X Peppermint Crisp (Extra optional)
Combine marshmallows and milk in a saucepan.
Over low heat, stir until marshmallows have melted.
Add chocolate and stir until melted and mixture is smooth.
Allow to cool.
Whip the cream and fold into cooled chocolate mixture.
Roughly break the Romany creams into quarters and place into a dessert dish. Pour the cooled chocolate mixture on top.
Tap dish softly to remove air bubbles.
Place in the fridge to set.
Decorate with extra mint crisp and whipped cream if desired.
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Please forward this to your friends and help us help others – learn about GBS and its devastating effects.
Thank you
Koekoes
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Martin van Douwe –
Read his story online here: http://gbs.eposvriende.com/martin_van_douwe.html
PO BOX 965, SABIE, 1260, MPUMALANGA
I am 63 years of age and self-employed - I have a small sign writing business which I run on my own in Sabie - near Nelspruit. I am married with 6 children and 7 grandchildren.
My wife has a small hair-salon which she also runs by herself.
I am (was) healthy for my age and very active. I went from this to paralyzed in a matter of a week.
My Story,
About 4 weeks ago I started to feel a tingling and numbness in my hands and feet. When it persisted we thought it had to do with diabetes. Then my legs got weak and I started to feel off-balance - hands and feet became numb. Sunday we went to church and I could manage to shuffle along and stand.
On Monday 10th August it was a holiday and we decided to visit the local Horseshoe Falls - this entailed a short walk/climb up the mountain - perhaps 200 meters. Well I barely made it up and back down again! I was so weak and off-balance and we realized something was seriously wrong.
On the Tuesday 11th August we drove to Nelspruit to see our GP. He tested for sugar and said it was not diabetes - he checked me over, gave me Prednisone and a prescription for vitamin supplements and sent me home. We were so relieved I did not have diabetes!
But the relief was short-lived.
It just got worse and on the advice of a friend we went to Nelspruit Medi-Clinic ER. on the Wednesday 12th August.
On the way the right side of my face started drooping and now we were thinking stroke - I was in deep trouble!.
At Medi-Clinic the intern in Emergency did some tests and observations and it was not long before he diagnosed Guillain Barre Syndrome.
The face, he said, was due to Bell's Palsy - not the GBS - caused by pressure or damage to the facial nerve and not dangerous. At this stage my face was giving more problems than the GBS - decidedly debilitating as I could not speak, eat, drink or see properly..
They said the 2 conditions are not related except for fact that both affect the nerves.
I was admitted to hospital and the Specialist Physician that evening confirmed the initial diagnosis
Blood tests were done and a MRI brain scan but everything was normal. I was however becoming weaker by the minute and walking was a big challenge. The face was not good either as I could not smile, frown, close my eye, drink or see properly.
I was not given a drip and my only medication is Prednisone for the Bell's Palsy. They considered putting me in ICU but the doctor was against it because of all the bugs that live there.(I think he knew we could not afford it).
All this time I have felt no pain whatsoever - just the incredible weakness in my limbs, the numbness in hands and feet..My balance is totally off and I have loss of motor skills in my hands and fingers. I cannot even unscrew the cap of a medicine container.
I insist I want to keep moving myself with the aid of a walking stick, chairs, tables and walls for support - I do this at home as well but walking is extremely difficult and incredibly tiring. I must however never give up!.
The doctor could see my stress as we have no medical aid and had to get by with the little extra I had earned recently. Ironically I do (did?) the signs for Med Clinic for some years now and this got us through the initial expenses. So after 4 days in hospital I was sent home and here I am writing this on my laptop. What a God send the computer and Internet is - I feel I am not alone and can reach the world although I am sitting in my bed.
I am thinking of the future - I know this thing can take months, even years and at my age time is precious - I also need to make a living - so some big decisions need to be made, everything is just so confusing as this has happened so fast!
One thing I know for sure - that this is a serious condition and will have life-changing consequences for us.
Finally and maybe firstly - I thank and praise our Lord - who was and is with me every step of the way and has already undertaken wonderfully to care for me - I know that He will make way where there seems to be no way!
Also wonderful is the way family, friends and church are supporting me and praying for me.
Most wonderful is my wife, Elsie, who does everything for me with unquestioning love and dedication, who hides her concern for my sake and without whom I would be unable to do anything - truly the Lord sent me an Angel for a time such as this.
The fact that I am already at home and experiencing no pain just shows that He is already answering our prayers and there is more to come!
P.S. Hats off to young Dr. Jooste at Medi-Clinic who diagnosed 2 relatively rare conditions spot on, without the benefit of tests and scans!!
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Eight Levels of Joy
- Your metabolism changes so that you can lose weight eating chocolate.
- You realize that your kid's report card was really a bad dream.
- Your computer actually crashes when the technician is there.
- You bought Amazon.com 10 years ago -- and held it.
- Steven Speilberg calls your boss looking for you.
- You haven't put on weight -- your clothes shrank.
- Your child calls from college just to say hi.
- The IRS loses your name.
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In my job with a credit union, I often run across accounts that are protected by password. The credit-union member, when withdrawing funds, must produce identification and then give the password to the teller.
Recently, when I asked a woman for her password, she sighed, rolled her eyes and replied, "Save." I was puzzled until she explained, "My husband put in that password so I'd have to say it every time I make a withdrawal."
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Two paramedics were dispatched to check on a 92-year-old man who had become disoriented. They decided to take him to the hospital for evaluation.
En-route, with siren going, they questioned the man to determine his level of awareness. Leaning close, one asked, "Sir, do you know what we're doing right now?"
The old man slowly looked up at him, then gazed out the ambulance window.
"Oh," he replied, "I'd say about 50, maybe 55."
From Chris Long
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The Secret
The more you give
the more you get
The more you laugh
the less you fret
The more you do unselfishly,
The more you live abundantly
The more of everything you share
The more you'll always have to spare
The more you love,
the more you'll find
That life is good and
friends are kind
For only what we give away
En'riches us from day to day.......
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Ek gaan slaap in die aand met God in my kop,
In die oggend staan ek saam met Hom op
In die dag stap Hy saam sonder om te kla
Waar ek nie kan loop, sal Hy my dra.
Al my vrese en behoeftes ken Hy so goed
As ek val, en nie wil opstaan, gee Hy my moed
As ek bly is en lag, jubel Hy saam met my
As ek hartseer en bevange is, troos Hy my
Deur al die seisoene - in winter tot somer
In die dag en die nag - al is ek 'n dromer
Gee hy die pas aan wat ek moet loop
Al voel ek soms ook heeltemal gestroop
Hy is die alfa, die omega, die spil waarom alles draai
In die donker, sal Hy my na die lig toe laat draai
Hy beskerm ons en vou ons toe in Sy hande
Hy vra nie jou taal, God bly groot in alle lande
Ons vra en ons smeek vir hulp en vir raad
Vir vrede en gesondheid en ook die regte maat
Maar gesels ons met God in voorspoed en geluk
Of is Hy net die noodlyn wat ons so gerieflik pluk?
Leef voluit elke dag wat God aan jou gee
Bly op jou knieë waar Hy jou krag kan gee
Leef so jou drome vir almal om te sien
Wie jy is, en watter God jy dien.
Dankie Willy vir die e-pos
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The Room
(Written by Joshua Harris)
In that place between wakefulness and dreams, I found myself in the room.
There were no distinguishing features save for the one wall covered with small index card files.
They were like the ones in libraries that list titles by author or subject in alphabetical order.
But these files, which stretched from floor to ceiling and seemingly endlessly in either direction, had very different headings.
As I drew near the wall of files, the first to catch my attention was the one that read "Girls I Have Liked."
I opened it and began flipping through the cards.
I quickly shut it, shocked to realize that I recognized the names written on each one.
And then without being told, I knew exactly where I was.
This lifeless room with its small files was a crude catalog system for my life.
Here were written the actions of my every moment, big and small, in a detail my memory wouldn't match.
A sense of wonder and curiosity, coupled with horror, stirred within me as I began randomly opening files and exploring their content.
Some brought joy and sweet memories; others a sense of shame and regret so intense that I would look over my shoulder to see if anyone was watching.
A file named "Friends" was next to the one marked "Friends I Have Betrayed."
The titles ranged from the mundane to the outright weird.
"Books I Have Read," "Lies I Have Told," "Comfort I Have Given," "Jokes I Have Laughed At."
Some were almost hilarious in their exactness: "Things I've Yelled At My Brothers."
Others I couldn't laugh at: "Things I Have Done In My Anger,"
"Things I Have Muttered Under My Breath At My Parents." I never ceased to be surprised by the contents.
Often there were many more cards than I had expected. Sometimes fewer than I hoped.
I was overwhelmed by the sheer volume of the life I had lived.
Could it be possible that I had the time in my 20 years to write each of these thousands or even millions of cards?
But each card confirmed this truth. Each was written in my own hand writing.
Each signed with my signature.
When I pulled out the file marked "Songs I Have Listened To," I realized the files grew to contain their contents.
The cards were packed tightly, and yet after two or three yards,
I hadn't found the end of the file.
I shut it, shamed, not so much by the quantity of music, but more by the vast amount of time I knew that file represented.
When I came to a file marked "Lustful Thoughts," I felt a chill run through my body.
I pulled the file out only an inch, not willing to test it's size, and drew out a card. I shuddered at it's detailed content.
I felt sick to think that such a moment had been recorded. An almost animal rage broke on me.
One thought dominated my mind: "No one must ever see these cards!!" In an intense frenzy I yanked the file out. Its size didn't matter now. I had to empty it and burn the cards.
But as I took it at one end and began pounding it on the floor, I could not dislodge a single card.
I became desperate and pulled out a card, only to find it as strong as steel when I tried to tear it.
Defeated and utterly helpless, I returned the file to its slot. I leaned my forehead against the wall, and let out a long, self-pitying sigh.
And then I saw it. The title bore "People I Have Shared The Gospel With."
The handle was brighter than those around it, newer, almost unused.
I pulled the handle and a small box not more than three inches long fell into my hands.
I could count the cards it contained on one hand.
And then the tears came.
I began to weep.
Sobs so deep that the hurt started in my stomach and shook through me.
I fell on my knees and cried.
I cried out of shame, from the overwhelming shame of it all.
The rows of file shelves swirled in my tear-filled eyes.
No one must ever, ever know of this room.
I must lock it up and hide the key.
But then as I pushed away the tears, I saw Him. No, please not Him. Not here. Oh, anyone but Jesus.
I watched helplessly as he began to open the files and read the cards.
I couldn't bear to watch his response.
And in the moments I could bring myself to look at His face, I saw a sorrow deeper than my own.
He seemed to intuitively go to the worst boxes.
Why did He have to read every one?
Finally He turned and looked at me from across the room.
He looked at me with pity in His eyes.
But this was a pity that didn't anger me.
I dropped my head, covered my face with my hands and began to cry again.
He walked over and put His arm around me.
He could have said so many things.
But He didn't say a word. He just cried with me.
Then He got up and walked back to the files.
Starting at one end of the room, He took out a file and, one by one, began to sign His name over mine on each card.
"No!!" I shouted, rushing to Him. All I could find to say was "No, no," as I pulled the card from Him.
His name shouldn't be on these cards. But there it was, written in red, so dark, so alive.
The name of Jesus covered mine. It was written in His blood.
He gently took the card back. He smiled a sad smile and began to sign the cards.
I don't think I'll ever understand how He did it so quickly, but the next instant it seemed I heard Him close the last file and walk back to my side.
He placed His hand on my shoulder and said, "It is finished."
I stood up, and He led me out of the room. There was no lock on its door.
There were still cards to be written.
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It was written by Joshua Harris in 1995 based on a dream that he had.
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As Vriende mekaar nie dra nie,
mekaar se probleme nie verstaan nie,
mekaar moed inpraat nie,
nie vir mekaar bid
of saam kan skaterlag nie,
Dan staan hulle heel alleen.
Hulle moet mekaar raadgee en aan die hand neem.
Mekaar na die Kragbron lei
waar almal garingdrade is . .
Bid vandag vir alle vroue
wat 'n verskil in jou lewe gemaak het
En dankie dat JY 'n verskil maak in my lewe!!!
Ek is lief vir jou
Kyk vandag met nuwe oë na jou ma,
jou dogter, jou suster...
sy is 'n kunswerk, uniek geskape deur ons Hemelse Vader... almal met 'n spesifieke doel.
Sê dankie, vir al die dinge wat ander vir ons doen wat ons as vanselfsprekend aanvaar!!!
Dankie vriende,
dat julle my help om my draadjie weer
met was te smeer en sterk te maak!!
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A Flower Picked
He thought himself of little worth--
A dandelion where roses grow.
A single weed upon the earth
with seeds no breeze would strive to sow.
But those who know are left to hold
Bouquets of truth that will not fade.
Sweet blossoms not of marigold
But humbleness in deepest shade.
A loss--a gain--a flower picked
To bloom throughout eternity
In gardens that do not restrict
The glory of humility.
by Michael, for Tommy
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