Jou lewe
deur Johan Beukes
If I had my life to live over, I’d try to make more mistakes next time. I would relax. I would limber up. I would be sillier than I have on this trip. I would be crazier. I would be less hygienic. I would take more chances, I would take trips. I would climb more mountains, swim more rivers, and watch more sunsets. I would burn more gasoline. I would eat more ice cream and less beans. I would have more actual troubles and fewer imaginary ones. You see, I am one of those people who lives prophylactically and sensibly and sanely, hour after hour, day after day.
Oh, I have had my moments And if I had it to do over again, I’d have more of them. In fact, I’d try to have nothing else. Just moments, one after another. Instead of living so many years ahead each day. I have been one of those people who never go anywhere with a thermometer, a hot water bottle, a gargle, a raincoat, and a parachute. If I had to do it over again, I would go places and do things. I’d travel lighter than I have. If I had to live my life over, I would start barefooted earlier in spring and stay that way later in fall. I would play hooky more. I wouldn’t make such good grades except by accident. I would ride on merry-go-rounds. I’d pick more daisies!
— Nadine Stair
Nadat ek die bogenoemde gedig gelees het is daar een vraag wat my nie met rus wil laat nie; Waaroor gaan ek spyt wees as ek eendag terugkyk oor my lewe? Die dieper vraag is egter; Hoe wil ek my lewe leef? Die ware vraag is eintlik; In watter tipe lewe nooi Christus my in?
Ek wil jou uitnooi om saam met my hierdie vrae vir jou eie lewe te herkou!