One of the ladies in our discipling house had to go to hospital last week. It was quite a traumatic experience, not only because she spent two days in the emergency unit sitting on a cold chair before they admitted her, but also because she has a little 11-month old son whom she wasn’t able to see this whole week. It took about 5 hours until someone actually saw to her when we brought her in. Then another few hours to get X-rays, and again a few hours to have the doctor look at the X-rays.
It’s so sad to see how under-staffed government hospitals are. Since our frequent visits to the emergency unit this week, we’ve thought about going there more regularly in future, just to pray for people and be a support. What a harvest field it is!! Let us know if you want to join us anytime.
We’ve been taking care of the little one while she’s been in hospital. It’s been an interesting week. Please pray for us, as I’ve just heard that the little one is really not doing well, and he needs to go to the hospital now (Sheralyn just came back from the doctor now and phoned me).
I am a new creation, the old has gone and the new has come!
So yesterday Z. (want to protect her identity) was discharged and came home. We had our regular evening devotions, and God led me to read Rev. 3:14-22 . It was really amazing how that totally fitted in with Z’s situation. She is from a M. background and hasn’t accepted Jesus into her life yet. But she knows that God is trying to speak to her. We shared how Jesus is knocking on the door of her heart, and she needs to let him in. To end the evening off, the Lord gave us a beautiful confirmation. As we looked at her bedroom door, we saw a verse that we had stuck up on the door quite a few months ago. It was Revelation 3:20, the same verse we had just read!! Praise God!
Here I am! I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in and eat with him, and he with me. Rev.3:20
If you are reading this, and you haven’t made Jesus king of your life, the same goes for you!
. Then everyone starts to flee. But they all flee in the way that is opposite to where the animals went, because it ‘made the most sense’. I (and others) was trying desperately to get people to change direction and they kept telling me my way was illogical. In the dream I just knew they were going the way of destruction. Eventually I to had to flee (at the last moment) and I got away safe. But knew in my heart that headlines were going to tell of the mass deaths occuring…
So very often, my brain works faster than my hands or my mouth… so i end up saying half sentences, missing out whole paragraphs in writing.. Becuase my brain is already on the next thing. 
We do devotions with our people in the discipling house most nights of the week. Often we stoke up a fire in our fire place and chat about life, Jesus and the Bible. So I decided to create a new category where we’ll share with anyone who’s interested what we’re learning and talking about.
the secretary, the raggamuffin, the boss, the undertaker, the hair dresser, the daughter, the student, the porn star, the nurse, the colleague, the pilot, the neighbour, the designer, the old man, the cashier, the street child, the CEO, the rasta, the player, the athlete, the doctor, the bully, the baby, the husband, the king, the policeman, the toddler, the samurai, the veteran, the businessman, the astronaut, the dentist, ther foreman, the gardener, the carpenter, ther director, the mayor, the televangelist, the tattoo artist, the secret agent, the missionary, the bullfighter, the librarian, the gymnast, the figure skater, the mafia boss, the architect, the musician, the banker, the surgeon, the entertainer, the boxer, the author, the mathematician, the wrestler……etc