Photos!!

Ngata and Letlotlo both growing into fine young women. Ngata, on the left, was just 2 months old when I first came and a very sick baby. Just look at her now! She still has to have an annual check up so that they can catch any problems early.

This morning, Sunday 21st, I was at St Mary's , Potch again. Last week was all hassle, but this week was old-timer! Except that I mistook the church warden - the one who wasn't there last week for one of the men of the street. So when he came up to me as I was getting out of the car I was very cagey! I Iater discovered that he was there to protect the arriving worshippers form the men of the street!! Red face and profuse apologies!!!

St Mary's is known as the 'white' church in Potch, but is more accurate to say it is the English speaking Church. At least half the congregation this morning were black, and all ages were represented. At the end of the service I blessed two people who have birthdays this week. And then there was a very special moment as the congregation said Goodbye to Arthur. He has served St Mary's Church in many different ways since he joined the congregation in 1963. He is now moving north to live in sheltered accommodation and be nearer family.

On the way home and travelling down the N12 - the rural equivalent of a motorway.

This is my favourite view. If you have good eyesight, just to the right of the last bush to break the sky line, you will see a speck on the skyline itself. That is the water pump at Matlwang. That is the village where St James' people helped to provide a church. I always

look at the wilderness and know that a little piece of their love and my heart is up there!!