Church hunting

I never thought looking for a church to worship at would be such a hassle. Churches in Botswana are all the same, its just the people that are different, so if you need a church in Botswana, you will choose one mainly based on who goes where, rarely on location or whether it meets your spiritual needs.

Well, Cape Town is different. For starters, language is the first thing. When I first moved here, we stayed in the Northern Suburbs, and we had a church 10 minutes away from our flat. We got there and it was Afrikaans day. We left for a nearby church that was English, but it felt like we were gatecrushing someone's family day, not church. After that we decided we would look for another church, I have been raised to believe that you go to the church nearest you, so I was going for that initially.

The second church we tried was in the 'location'. I am not sure if there is a nice word for 'location', the locations here are way different from the ones in Botswana, actually, there are a very South African thing and black South Africans are proud of their locations. It was a fantastic church, it was vibey, the singing was great and the sermon was just awesome. BUT...... half the things were in Xhosa or Xhosa english and I struggled to get any value from the sermon. The people were very nice, very warm, but the fact that I did not get what the preacher was trying to say bothered me way to much to want to go there for the people and the ambience. That was not what church was for (for me anyway). Plus, it was a bit of a distance to drive, I didnt want to drive all that way just to meet and greet people for a few minutes after church.

So it was back to the drawing board. We went to the English speaking church near us where we were literally visitors for close to a year. Then we found another English speaking church, it was no where near where we stayed, but it was nice and warm, the sermons were good (I could hear them), the people were warm and welcoming. I was starting to enjoy it, until we moved so far away that it didnt make sense to try drive every Sabbath, so we had to start looking again.

We eventually settled for a young English speaking church, but it was more stiff than cold, actually, it wasnt cold, just so seeped in doing things in old ways that didnt suit most people but people just went along with it. It isnt that far from where we stay, we have friends there so it works/worked. Plus, it had a lot of activities so that was a good.

:-) Then we decided to visit another church and we were blown away :-). It was good, this church lacked nothing, 10 minutes in and you feel like you really are in your Father's house. We still go to the church that we settled for, but once in a while when we want to belong to a movement and a family, we wake up extra early and start the drive to our new favourite sanctuary. We dont know a lot of people in that church, but it doesnt matter there, it feels like we are home, not with friends, but with family.

2 years and counting

At the beginning of December, my DH and I celebrated our 2nd year in marriage. 2 full years together. It has been a trully wonderful experience. Sure we have our ups and downs, but we have had a lot more ups than downs. It has been so good that everytime I wake up and everytime I go to sleep I cannot but marvel at what God has done for me. God has just opened up the flood gates of blessings and showered me with the blessing that is my husband.


I have trying to get a job in Cape Town for an equal amount of time if not longer, that has been the most challenging and trying bit. The loneliness, the disappointments, the applying and not getting any feedback. It has been hard, but my baby has been my strong pillar and I know that what I may lack in terms of earthly material I do not need. I have a good man by my side. And I suppose I havent really been lonely and bored. I have managed to keep myself busy with my motivational blog, so busy that I have been forgetting this one. Plus studying towards my Masters has been a good experience as well, after the break I took this past term, I am good and ready to start in the new year :-). Its a wonderful to look forward to. I do not have any resolutions for 2013 and I am not going to make any, I have enough happening in my life to know that I definately do not need them :-). I dont want to waste my time with lists that I do not need.


No more lists for me, I will try new things, but I will definately make lists out of it. One day at a time, one thing at a time. If something doesnt work, it will definately get thrown out the window. Life is too short to spend it trying to make things that are seemingly not working work.

Be careful what you say

My husband loves his gadgets. I really couldnt be bothered. I believe that if I cannot use it on a daily basis or if its not for my kitchen then we probably dont need it.
Video games, fancy phpnes, fancy tv sets... those are really things that I feel we can do without.


My husband has wanted a pvr decoder for the longest time, truth be told, we dont really need it. Its just me and him, we watch all his favourite sports (the important ones anyway, I would go crazy with watching high school rugby), I get to watch my favourite programs when he is at work so it works. This pausing and rewinding live tv is just overrated for me, there are dozen repeats and if i miss a series I can always download it.


Well, we went shopping one day and everywhere we went this pvr promotios were just being thrown in our faces and my baby was getting excited. One lady managed to corner us and gave us a full preview into what we were missing, I still refused to budge and my baby wasnt too happy so I told him that if we get to a shop where they were selling it at R1000 we could get it. These things have been on special for R1399 for over a year, I knew we would never get it at R1000 but hubby was satisfied so we left.


The very next shop that we went into, guess what they were selling? The PVR decoder at R1095! Hubby was so excited, I was shocked I think I sent him twice to go confirm and finally went to check myself, I had afterall promised. Sure enough, it was R1095! I had promised we would get it and I couldnt go back on my word. We didnt get it because of technical problems with were we stay, but I sure learnt a valuable lesson that day. I will never again make a promise I know I dont want to keep, God just might surprise me like He did that day.

Me and my Rooibos

I used to love rooibos when I was a little girl. I think it was the fact that tea was reserved for adults and on the ocassions we would be offered it felt like such a treat. We felt honoured that we were drinking tea.


I loved mine especially with a lot of milk, it had that milky smell and taste and I thought it was just lovely. I could never turn down tea.


Now, I am not such a big fan. Don't like too much sugar in my tea and don't want it to have any milk.


Come to think of it, I think I loved tea because my cousins loved it. Not really because I loved it for myself. The group loved it.


A lot of things are like that in life, you go through a stage of liking certain movies, songs, clothes, hair and even colours. Only to realise later in life that those likes were dictated by society, be it magazines, church, family or friends.


Unfortunately as well, some people never realise that the things they think they like, they things they identify with are not really their own choices, they have been chosen for them by someone else.


If people trully chose their own paths, trust me, we would be seeing a whole lot more variety in the world than we are seeing currently.