End Times Stuff – Part 3...

At the end of part 2 I asked the question, “why is this subject important?”  Why do I really want to kick up a stink about it? It’s done and dusted and lots of people have moved on. If Paul wants to teach a literalistic, fundamentalist, interpretation of end times theology, why bother to make an issue of it? The church has had a tough year, we don’t need more controversy do we ? Firstly, I don’t...

Mothers I Met – Noluthando...

Sometimes you hear something and you really don’t know if you’ve just heard what you think you’ve heard. Someone says something and you just simply don’t take it in. Like when I was walking down the streets of Dublin and chatting with another American.  A passing woman heard our accents and exclaimed to us that a plane had just crashed into one of the twin towers. We stopped momentarily. I heard what she was saying...

Walmer Township – Area Q...

Area Q ,Walmer Township is a place I have very fond memories of , and a place that will always hold a place in my heart, probably till the day I die, which is strange, as it is not a pretty place, it is not a nice place, and it is place where I always was and always will be an alien and an outsider. Walmer Township itself  lies nestled in between Walmer Suburb,  Walmer Heights, Port Elizabeth Airport, and the city tip...

End Times Stuff Part 2...

So I have said that I disagree with both the stance that Paul took recently, and the decision to preach that stance from the pulpit in my previous post, but I have not really put together an argument on why I think it was in error. I think it’s only fair to do so or else it is simply a case of just shouting ‘Yarboo sucks’ very loudly and I would like to try to be more constructive than that. First, I think...

One Year on…....

So it’s been about a year now. Last year at this time we were in Cape Town, basking in the sun, devouring gorgeous smoothies from Kuaui, and seeing all the sights. We knew our time in South Africa was nearing it’s end, but it had become such a part of our everyday lives by this time, it felt like our reality. England seemed so far away. So we said our goodbye’s. Those goodbye’s you don’t really...

Our Friend Sisanda...

Our dear friend Sisanda The hardest thing about leaving South Africa was probably leaving Sisanda.  Sisanda was an 8 year old girl from Walmer township, in Port Elizabeth who had been abandoned by her mother and a number of volunteers and staff members  from the Human Dignity centre had tried to look after. After it became apparent that with all good intentions the people looking after Sisanda, were not coping and not able...

Lake Malawi at Sunset...

Lake Malawi at Sunset A stunning place and a stunning picture. Bitter sweet memories though this is where I found out that both christine and my mom still had serious cancers. Suddenly you feel a very long way from home. Bookmark It Hide...

End Times Stuff – Part I...

First off I want to say I have got a lot of time for Paul Williams.  He is a decent man, and I think that himself and Merle  have brought much good stuff to New Life church in recent years. However I do need to say that I think the recent series on the end times that  he brought to New Life was a mistake, that the theology was in error and many of the ‘factoids’  he used to back up his theories were just...

The New Site....

We broke our old site and it was dating very badly anyway,  so the plan is a new site which puts the best of our year in South Africa on here, with the benefit of hindsight, also current news, thoughts, rambling, rants  and musings probably without the benefit of hindsight. I also hope that this site will allow us to say some very complementary things about some very good people, and tell some stories that really need...