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In die liedjie is die "plan" wat sy vir God gee, 'n pleit vir 'n einde.

• Sy vra God nie vir 'n nuwe pad nie, maar sy gee vir God 'n voorstel of 'n padkaart om hierdie hoofstuk van lyding te beëindig ("To close this affair").

• Dit is 'n daad van oorgawe: sy kan nie meer die gewig van die verlede dra nie, so sy reik uit en sê as't ware vir die Skepper: "Hier is hoe ons hierdie pyn kan klaarmaak. Help my om dit af te handel."

Daar is 'n ironie in die lirieke. Soms is die enigste "plan" wat ons kan vorm, om te erken dat ons planne opgeraak het. Deur te sê "Ek gee vir God 'n plan," sê sy dalk eintlik: "Ek het besluit dat hierdie 'affair' met hartseer verby is; God, nou moet U die res doen om dit te laat gebeur." Dit is 'n skuif van passiewe slagoffer na iemand wat 'n grens stel.

Mag jy algaande, ontdekkend, in jou doel tuiskom.

Met ons liefde.

George & Matilda

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