Starting off

I've encouraged a few others to start a blog and now finally I'm writing my own. After suffering finger trouble and causing who knows what problems out there in the ether with google, I seem to have a page to call my own. I am even a follower of someone. Let's call her Hope!

I decided to call this Wait for Me because life seems to be passing far to quickly, which is what it does when you reach a certain age! When you have grandchildren and start to get a handle on life and think it would be nice to live to 150, you suddenly realise that this life is not forever. But if you belive in reincarnation then all is not lost although I do think it would be helpful to remember the past if only to stop you stuffing up again in the future.

My belief in reincarnation was instrumental in helping get rid of a tenacious 7th Day Adventist when we lived in Swaziland many years ago. She was a lovely woman and I made the mistake of inviting her into our home. She returned. With reinforcements. No doubt she mistook my enthusiasm for a good conversation, for interest in things celestial because she returned with a woman some years her senior, presumably with solid experience in converting the unsaved. I can remember ducking below the window and crawling on the floor, and calling in a loud whisper for our maid to tell the lady I was out. She could obviously smell success and returned a week later. I felt so mean and invited the pair in and this was when I dropped my bombshell. I revealed that I believed in reincarnation because after all, what god would be so mean as not to give you a second shot at getting it right? They left, their little heels kicking up a veritable sandstorm as they shot down the driveway to their car parked on the roadside. I hate it that these people make me behave rudely but it is often the only way to get rid of them. I did enjoy the lively, albeit short, discussion!

I think that's enough for the 1st post. I'll try and edit my profile, maybe put a photo on. On the other hand I might just cruise around Facebook for a while. I have encouraged a few friends onto Facebook but have yet to hear a Thank You from them! They hate it! It's confusing, and where do all these people come from? Strangers want to be friends...and so it goes. I love it that Facebook has put me back in touch with old friends, that I can share photos with family and friends overseas and it doesn't involve weighty emails. And I'm so scared of getting left behind in the networking / communication game. I used to like writing letters but this is a million times better. :-)