Do I know this?

I love the Chronicles of Narnia. I recently purchased the album that was inspired by the movie (various Christian artists). I was listening to it the other day and one of the lyrics caught my attention. It said that when I heard your song it was somehow familiar (Talking about the song Aslan sings to create the universe).
It made me think of something, that somehow God, Christ, is familiar to us all. Even those that are lost, when soemone turns to Christ, their Spirit may cry out with a groan. Kinda that homesick-groan in your stomach when you finally reach home.
I’m not really sure what I am getting at, maybe just that everyone reacts when they hear about Christ why is that? Could it be that inside they long to go home, they long to be in the arms of Christ?
I remember when I was in Namibia on a misson trip listening to that song “Draw me close,” thinking that perhap that is the cry of all who are lost, they just do not know what it is that they long for.
All I know is that people are lost, and I know the Way. It’s all I can think about sometimes.

Haai Haai ek is n blaarslaai…

We are back and finals are once again over. It has been five months since i last was here, in fact i clean forgot we even had a blog… Oops…
Many things have happened this pst semestr, the greatest being the mission trip. I really was not sure that 10 days could change a life, but it can. It did.
There are so many faces and stories that filled our ten days. Even our layover in Germany has a few good stories. I do not think that there is any way to ever know the full impact that this trip has had. Erica, the blond one of our team, is already planning a trip back there with her fiancee. My parents have seen what missions really can be, our passion for Africa and her people has been refreshed. From the start God was working with us, we received over a thousand dollars more than we needed, it was amazing. I am South African, it is my home it is where i grew up, but i was not prepared for the Johannesburg that i met on this trip. South Africa is a beautiful place, but her people are so desperately lost, there is not one people group in that country that does not need to be rescued.
Anyways enough of my ramblings, I’ll get back with some pictures and stories… in five months or so. Kidding.
Ask God to send out people-to reach people, maybe even you.
Later

It is finally over.

We made it, our first year of college is done with. Finals are done, the year is complete. JIPEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE SKIPPIE!!
Now we can concentrate on the spring break trip. We are leading an 8 person team to South Africa for a mission trip. Right now raising support is the biggest thing we have to deal with. Check back to read our support letter I would like some eedback on it. Later

How did he get that bruise anyway???

Things here are going great, school break starts in 9 days (and counting). We are both looking forward to the end of the semester, we have exciting things planned for the winter break. Not really, I just wanted to sound exciting.

Speaking of excitement, David has a nice bruise on his chest. He earned this bruise by jumping through the window on Thursday morning. Why was he jumping through the window you ask???? To let us in the house!! We managed (yes you knew it would happen sometime) to lock ourselves outside. What adds to the hilarity of the situation, is that it was at 8 am, and that we were both in our PJ’s, David wasn’t even wearing shoes. Furthermore, I was outside to take pictures of the 5 inches of snow, that covered the entire ground.
Now here in beautiful MO, we don’t have cable or anything like that, but what we do have is a little bunny ears atenna, that hangs out of the window. (it is so ghetto-fabulous, and gives the nosy little old lady next door something to look at..) This is what saved us (I was literally, seeing pictures in my head of us freezing to death, or starving, we had yet to eat breakfast). The window was only open a little crack to let the cord hang out, but this was enough for him to pry open. (with a mini garden shovel and his name tag which happened to be in his pocket). So David wearing his garden boots ran through the snow, jumped our fence and pried the front window open. And then he launched himself through the window, thereby bruising his chest. Meanwhile I was standing on the back porch, (He refused to take my robe, saying that he did not want the neighbors to see him breaking into our house wearing a bright pink bath robe…) waiting to be rescued. (I was wasting away, the cruel smell of the neighbors breakfast was filling my nostrils, they live like 5 feet away..)

So that is the excitement for this week, tune in next week to find out if we survived the end of the semester…..