Friday, June 1, 2007


Dear Everyone,
As usual these days, this is going to have to be quick.  We are in Ladybrand.  I'm sitting at Spar while Steph gets our groceries.  After a few weeks of a little more relaxed schedule, it seems like the pace is picking up again!  Every weekend in May I had meetings, and it looks like it will be the same until I leave for Zimbabwe in July.  Tomorrow is the annual church board meeting in Lesotho, so there has been lots of things to get ready for that.  This was the first year I have had to give a report to the board, so writing that out in Sesotho took a lot of time.  I think the grammar still has some problems here and there, but Nt. Kali read through it, helped me with a few corrections, and seemed to be able to understand everything.

Steph has been working a little bit everyday this week on bookkeeping.  We got behind on it the first part of the year, so she's really trying to get it all caught up again.  It's a big job because she can only snatch a few minutes here and there between caring for Kaitlyn, etc.

I've been working around our yard a couple days this week in my spare moments trying to get things cleaned up.  Between the building project at our house and the work we did last year and in January at the clinic, there's a lot of stuff laying around.  It's always hard to know what to keep and what to give to people for firewood or just throw away.  Over time I use a lot of scraps of lumber, even small ones, but I don't really have a place to store all the lovely scraps now.

Nt. Kali has been spending Thursday afternoons at Ha Motheho passing out tracts and visiting from door to door with some of the church people there.  They made some good contacts.  Last Saturday he attended a funeral at Matukeng.  The Anglican church was in charge, but they also gave the pastor of another apostate church an opportunity to preach.  They both preached the deceased straight into heaven because she had been faithful to support the Anglican church financially.  Unfortunately, both these pastors are some of the biggest drunks in the village.  Right at the end the Anglican pastor also gave Nt. Kali a few minutes to preach.  He felt lead to use a couple choice texts that state that drunkards cannot go to heaven.  (At funerals virtually everyone is drunk.  It's part of it.  They brew at least one 55 gallon drum.)  It seemed like the Holy Spirit used the few words he said to really convict some of the people.  Both the pastors didn't seem too impressed, though!

Well, I suppose I better get this finished up.  I want to put a couple pictures on the blog, too.  Hopefully everything works out OK.

Glenn, Steph, & Kaitlyn

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