Why? Should be a great hit word for this article, seen that most people out there that suffer with me should know the answer too? Is life not fair? Yes, it came as a very hard place in my life where I needed to come to terms that God actually does not hate me, neither has He thrown me away or fed to the swine.

Oh! You are a star, a winner, a victor, a bright and shining star, but in real life application this rule or saying even thought sometimes dissipates like think air. Yes brother, hallelujah! You just keep on praying, with all do respect, I can reflect on this too! Do I pray for myself…no! A Faith I am yet to receive.

The message conveyed in many churches is for better words in Afrikaans: “Liewe Jesus”. Please, don’t get me wrong. He is God come in flesh to deliver a Good Word, salvation for all humanity and ultimately took all the pain and shame on himself and this exactly the point I am working towards with this writing.

Yes, you have been a bad boy or girl, but hey! As long as you don’t come to the ultimatum that you have figured God out, or mapped Him out or put it to pen. Most obviously if you think you are God, then you have the more serious sin. I have grown up in church. Looking back over my shoulder at my days of old. If I could have done this over, I think I would have taken a better path.

What are you trying to say Jaco? Quite simply this: “We learn to clap hands in church, we learn all these things or even worse, quote scripture. Wow! How can you say that Jaco. Please friend, before you get all excited! Let me put it plain, we learn ALL the right things from childhood and most depart from the WAY and get mixed up completely, sincerely cause they just simply have no cooking clue who Satan is and what slander, destruction and death he is sowing all over the world.

Yeah! But hey, God hates me, He made me sick. Sorry pall, you have this all the wrong way around. God loves you unconditionally and paid the price on a cross to prove it too. He did not die in vain. The destructor aptly: “Satan” hates you friend and sincerely evilly, wickedly aspires from the core of his black dead heart, determined to get you to blame God!

Not to fear. Read your Word once again, get back to the basics. Discover your so professed God. Whether you find it in your heart to profess Him, why should then be a tedious task indeed to learn more about Him?

He is soooo! Beautiful. How did you obtain this knowledge Jaco? Quite simply, I am serious about God, I will walk to no end  to know Him just a little bit more with each faith step taken. Let’s wrap this article up. I want to paint a picture about myself, see, I was that kid that also learned all the right moves in church, but thank God I had a very real encounter with God, cause I refused to let Him go.

I am a Schizophrenic. If you ever thought this is a split personality as many do believe then I need to correct you. Schizophrenia is the worst long-term diagnoses found in medical fraternity. This may and does include symptoms such as hearing voices nonstop. Having hallucinations: “See stuff” and all sorts other complications to life. Jip! This is one sickness everyone is so scared of..hehe. But it is real and I have it friend.

So now how does one as myself place this in my heart of hearts? How will I build this confusing mixed up puzzle and make sense of it all? Here is the crux, you can’t. I have spent 60 plus weeks in mental institutions, had 21 brain-shock treatments. 20 plus hospitalizations, 4 months in a nursing. Have been seriously suffering constantly for 17 years straight, no breaks in-between

A chiefest of sinners pall. If you have had more hell. Please let me know?

If I can come to this conclusion after all and reach the ultimatum: “God is Good”. Wait there is something wrong with those two words, my God is more than just Good, I mean that is an insult, my God is a Genius, God almighty, everlasting Father, Emanuel…and I love Him so Much!


Jaco Basson


I  wonder how, I wonder why, I wonder each and every time. I think so pure, from nature’s heart, placed there by God’s own very heart. Maybe, we are mistaken and have such thoughts, surrounding this, so please try find, another why, this could not be God’s own heart to find.

Cosmos, every single colour precious sight, each carefully planted from God’s great might.

cosmos cosmos COSMOS cosmos

At times we see, at times we know, but above, that ye should know, all of these from Heaven’s throne. And if He should care for each of these, how much the more shall He to thee. Look my child, there is but two, he that sows then he that reaps.

Maybe wrong, maybe unsure, but I pretty much think, they all so planted for our very own. Cosmos, Cosmos, who gave your name, who planted you here, next to every way? I see you come I see you go, but where you not for times as now?

There is a season in every soul, ways of right, O come abode. I choose each one by colour’s own, how will I know, how shall I choose, they all so frail yet only God knows. Tel me, tell me, tell me now! Lord how come you plant each and every one, your very own.

Displaying a kindly God’s own heart, for miles along each and every road. Why Lord, Why Lord, should we even frown. Life is not easy, life is not kind, but I pray each of us, a Cosmos for Heaven found. Some will not see, some will not know, God’s own hand, planted these, even His, His very own.

They where here before you knew, how then can you pick, or even one to choose? All these planted by God’s design, that might ye walk there, ye might find. He loves you intently, as morning dew, clothing each of these with an array of Heaven’s own, pick one for you, then one for me,  each so uniquely, kindly, coloured themed.

What behoves us to ever say, they just grow from random nature’s way. This calls to see another way, if He can dress the roads and every other way, cosmos we see you all the way. If in so little a thing as this given attention this day, so how much the more, sow seeds of love, then kindness, every day.

No tongue can tell, no one can say, His love for you, as it is true? He loves me kindly, He loves me dear. But most of all, a Cosmos such as me to choose.  Heaven stretches out it’s hand, then picks each one, when time draws near, when God will come and hold you dear, where there’s no sight of single tear.

Each array as light from heart, God wants to show you each and every inward part, along the way, when journey start, keep your sight ahead hind road, where God has sown each and every own. He comes so gently and in tender heart, to steal you away for Heaven’s part. But when He does, He makes you His own, a Cosmos for Him, His very own.

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