Sunday
Thanks
to the satellite version of Google maps I made Khuma safely and easily. I met
Solly Mbele, the Rector, for the first time. (The front of his chasuble has a picture of a woman!) He spent most of last year in
hospital, but seems to be well now. There was a good number in church, and I
would guess about a third of them were young people. It was good to be able to
sing the hymns too – Setswana hymns with well known Easter tunes. Afterwards
there was a meal in the Mission House with Solly and his family. Also there,
was a lady whose husband had worked for the local gold mine and lived in one of
their houses. When the mine closed they lost their home. However they managed
to get a plot of land in Khuma on which to build a shack. Now they have built a
lovely brick built home on that land and she have bought another and built a
centre for children. Now she wants to change its use and make it a place for
elderly people. A formidable lady who has eyes for what her community needs.
Later, I handed over the few jumpers I've brought this time - few not because the knitters were less generous, but because Emirates have cut their baggage allowance by 5 kg! The jumpers I brought had already been knitted and been in store for a while.
Monday
After
a short time in the office this morning, +Steve and I set off for Koster to
visit a retired priest, John Montsho, and his wife Bertha who is in hospital. One
of the big changes that +Steve has made happen is health insurance for the stipendiary
clergy, where there was none before. This currently costs the Diocese R100,000.00
a month. But once they retire so does the insurance. So Bertha is in a government
hospital. Here treatment and food is free, but only the essentials are given.
So if it’s cold – as it is at the moment, especially on these winter nights –
extra blankets etc have to come from home. Having spent years as a relief
Chaplain in UK hospitals I couldn’t help but notice the difference – in cleanliness,
decoration, space, security. We had to sign in to the hospital, the walls
needed a coat of paint, curtains needed repair and washing. But Bertha has
recovered from the condition that took her in there and hopes to be out on
Wednesday. +Steve invited me to pray for her and John, which I willingly did.
But what an eye opener. How fortunate we are in the UK.
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