Jesus se SambreelJesus’ Umbrella

“Santjie!”
“Ja, Mamma?”
“Santjie, wil jy saam winkel toe gaan?”
“Asseblief, Mamma! Ek trek net gou my skoolklere uit!”
’n Rukkie later sit sy kiertsregop langs haar mamma op pad dorp toe. Hulle kry lekker parkeerplek onder ’n groot koelteboom.“Santjie!”
“Yes, Mommy?”
“Santjie, do you want to come with me to the shops?”
“Please, Mommy! I will just quickly take off my school clothes!”
A little while later she sits bolt upright beside her mommy on the way to town. They find a nice parking spot under a big shady tree.

Hand aan hand stap hulle deur die dorp en kyk verwonderd na al die mooigoed in die winkelvensters. Hulle het net paar dinge op Mamma se lysie, maar dis altyd lekker om rond te kyk.Hand in hand they walk through the town and look in wonder at all the pretty things in the shop windows. They have only a few things on Mommy’s little list, but it is always fun to look around.

“Mamma, kyk dáár!” roep Santjie opgewonde. “O, is dit nie mooi nie?”
Mamma draai haar kop. “Wat sien jy, my hartjie?”
“Daai sambreel met al die kleure in die venster! Dis soos ’n reënboog!”
Mamma kyk ’n oomblik na die kleurvolle sambreel. Dit is werklik pragtig, maar hulle het nie regtig geld vir sulke goed nie. En wat sal Santjie nou met ’n sambreel maak?“Mommy, look there!” calls Santjie excitedly. “Oh, isn’t it pretty?”
Mommy turns her head. “What do you see, my sweetheart?”
“That umbrella with all the colours in the window! It is like a rainbow!”
Mommy looks at the colourful umbrella for a moment. It really is beautiful, but they do not really have money for such things. And what will Santjie do with an umbrella now?

“Mamma,” sê Santjie, “die oom by die Sondagskool het van ’n sambreel vertel en wat die kleure beteken!”
Mamma sien die opgewondenheid in haar dogtertjie se oë. “Reg, my skat, ek sal dit vir jou koop. Maar jy moet my mooi vertel wat daardie kleure beteken.”
“Ek sal, ek belowe!” sê Santjie. “Maar kan ek nou al begin?”
“Nee, wag eers tot ons by die huis is. Ons moet nog die kruideniersware koop.”“Mommy,” says Santjie, “the man at Sunday school told us about an umbrella and what the colours mean!”
Mommy sees the excitement in her little daughter’s eyes. “Right, my treasure, I will buy it for you. But you must tell me nicely what those colours mean.”
“I will, I promise!” says Santjie. “But can I start already?”
“No, wait until we are home. We still have to buy the groceries.”

Na hul inkopies gaan drink hulle koffie en eet sjokoladekoek by ’n nuwe klein restaurantjie.After their shopping they go and drink coffee and eat chocolate cake at a new small little restaurant.

Voordat hulle huis toe ry, gaan sit hulle eers vir ’n rukkie saam op ’n bankie in die park; en gesels land en sand. Santjie hou haar sambreel styf vas; sy kan nie wag om álles te vertel nie.Before they drive home, they first go and sit together for a little while on a bench in the park, and chat about this and that. Santjie holds her umbrella tightly; she cannot wait to tell everything.

By die huis help sy fluks om die inkopies uit te pak.At home she helps eagerly to unpack the shopping.

Toe hulle klaar is, bring Mamma twee glase koue suurlemoensap en sê: “Kom ons gaan sit op die rusbank. Nou kan jy my alles vertel.”When they are finished, Mommy brings two glasses of cold lemon juice and says: “Come, let us go and sit on the couch. Now you can tell me everything.”

Santjie spring weg met haar storie.
“Het Mamma geweet dat Jesus se genade soos ’n sambreel is? Elke dag wandel ons saam met Hom onder sy groot sambreel van genade. Hy beskerm ons, net soos Hy elke dag vir die voëltjies sorg.”
“Maar as ons onder Jesus se sambreel uitbeweeg, dan het ons GROOT probleme. Dan is ons alleen.
Dis soos wanneer dit reën en ons het die sambreel by die huis vergeet. Ons word sopnat en alles gaan verkeerd.”Santjie starts off with her story.
“Did Mommy know that Jesus’ grace is like an umbrella? Every day we walk with Him under His big umbrella of grace. He protects us, just like He cares for the little birds every day.”
“But if we move out from under Jesus’ umbrella, then we have BIG problems. Then we are alone.
It is like when it rains and we have forgotten the umbrella at home. We get soaking wet and everything goes wrong.”

Mamma knik. “Dis baie waar, my kind.
Maar hoekom wou jy juis die sambreel hê?”
“Dis maklik, Mamma. Die oom by die Sondagskool sê elke kleur het ’n betekenis in die Bybel.
Jesus het nie verniet kleure gemaak nie!” Dit laat my altyd aan die reënboog dink; ná ’n lekker bui reën...
Santjie tel haar sambreel op en begin wys:Mommy nods. “That is very true, my child.
But why did you want the umbrella so much?”
“It is easy, Mommy. The man at Sunday school says every colour has a meaning in the Bible.
Jesus did not make colours for nothing!” It always makes me think of the rainbow, after a nice shower of rain…
Santjie picks up her umbrella and starts to show:

“SWART beteken dat ons hart nog vol sonde is en ons nog nie saam met Jesus onder sy sambreel leef nie.
ROOI is die kleur van Jesus se bloed toe Hy aan die kruis gesterf het; vir al ons sondes en siektes.
GROEN beteken ons het nuwe lewe gekry en ons kies nou om saam met Jesus te wandel.
WIT wys dat ons nou skoon en rein is in Jesus se oë.
GOUD beteken God is besig om ons te suiwer, soos goud in ’n oond. Hy wil hê ons moet rein wees. Dit is wanneer ons leer om nie te jok nie. Of om nie ander se goed te vat, soos Bennie wat Kosie se geld gesteel het nie.”
Mamma glimlag. “Dis pragtig, my kind. Maar daar’s nog meer kleure...”
“Moenie bekommer nie, Mamma, ek onthou!” sê Santjie opgewonde.
“PERS beteken ons is konings en priesters in diens van Jesus.“BLACK means that our heart is still full of sin and we do not yet live with Jesus under His umbrella.
RED is the colour of Jesus’ blood when He died on the cross, for all our sins and sicknesses.
GREEN means we have received new life and we now choose to walk with Jesus.
WHITE shows that we are now clean and pure in Jesus’ eyes.
GOLD means God is busy purifying us, like gold in an oven. He wants us to be pure. That is when we learn not to tell lies. Or not to take other people’s things, like Bennie who stole Kosie’s money.”
Mommy smiles. “That is beautiful, my child. But there are more colours…”
“Do not worry, Mommy, I remember!” says Santjie excitedly.
“PURPLE means we are kings and priests in the service of Jesus.

GEEL is fees! Dis die vreugde in ons harte vir alles wat Jesus vir ons gedoen het.
Daar’s nog baie meer kleure,” sê sy, “maar dis dié wat ek nou kan onthou.”
Mamma glimlag breed. “Dis wonderlik, Santjie. Jy het mooi geluister.”YELLOW is a celebration! It is the joy in our hearts for everything that Jesus has done for us.
There are many more colours,” she says, “but these are the ones I can remember now.”
Mommy smiles broadly. “That is wonderful, Santjie. You listened well.”

Santjie vou haar sambreel oop. “Mamma, dis nie net ’n gewone sambreel nie. Dit is Jesus se sambreel — en onder dit is ek veilig.”Santjie opens up her umbrella. “Mommy, this is not just an ordinary umbrella. It is Jesus’ umbrella, and under it I am safe.”