So many are commenting on this on FB, I thought to share this blog with you also: http://www.fromdatestodiapers.com/50-rules-for-dads-of-daughters
The fact that girls, mothers, and grandmothers are sharing this blog--and hopefully with the sons and fathers, should tell us the reality of this great need for fathers to be true fathers to their girls.
OH, BTW, my house was broken into...again. But it was my guest who suffered the most, losing a number of electronic things--and this with 12 men sleeping on the property! No one heard a thing, even the guy sleeping beside all the activity...
I hate feeling violated!
You really must see this! After early morning devotions, Dave had his students (10 men) look down at the floor under the table. Should I look? No!! Dave then had every man get a broom, mop, dustpan, etc and clean the floor. "You know the rules. If you don't clean up after yourself, EVERYONE must do it for you." Actually, I have always been blessed with very thoughtful guests, even when reminded. What a fortunate girl I am.
I know you will be glad to know that Lorrain's daughter Tshanduko was baptized at lunchtime today. I asked her if she was happy now. "Too much! My heart is full. My back is empty." (No more carrying such a burden of sin.) Beside me is Lorrain & Deborah Buchanan. Tshanduko (means "change") is stand in front.
And...!! I finished my pineapple shawl!! As I get older, following detailed patterns is becoming more and more of a challenge. I think if I had a gizmo (really, someone aught to invent one!) that highlights each individual step as I complete it, things would go a lot more smoothly! I use a sticky arrow for the rows, but what about keeping track of fifty details in the row...
Lorrain wants to put a row of shiny beads along the bottom edge. It would be a nice touch, but don't want it to be too weighted down.
Well, it finally happened. A young man walked into my house, gave me a hug and went into the diningroom to study with 12 other men. Now, these 12 men have been studying with Dave for the last four days, who is this guy?! It turns out he had been told and encouraged to attend--and he did! Really weird!
Their classes began at 9AM. My class with two women (one is Martha) began at 10AM. But it is cold outside. So off we went to study in my bedroom. Hey, we use every room in this house :) Martha is still battling for her faith to be strong enough to go against her husband. "I have given my husband the power. I am the dead burying my dead. Eh, these verses are speaking to me!" Shanduko is the other student now. She has committed fornication and now raising a brand-new baby. Can she give this up? Can she face Christians with what she has done and give her life over to Christ in repentance and baptism? She is such a sweet, very shy girl. Please pray for both of them.
Coming back from Pretoria, I saw a refrigerator truck with this written on the truck: "Cold Bodies". I'm left guessing...
For all you lovely people who have been concerned about Dave's heart problems since the "upset" in America, we were finally bumped into being able to see his specialist in this country and have received encouraging news. So, its Monday here in Pretoria for tests and then get him back in sinc. Seems he's been out of it since America. Look what you guys did to us! We so appreciate your love and prayers. Hopefully, Tuesday I will have good news. Of course, Dave has filled his plate with a planned two week Bible course for young preachers and those who want to increase their Bible knowledge--and we had to just up and leave the entire project in James Buchanan's capable hands. Ashley, keep the home fires burning for us! 12 men in my home, and I'm not there...weird.
Martha, Martha...she is still in pain. She continues with our classes and today I took her with me to Tshithithuni ladies' class (and immediately left town for Pretoria). I had to smile. Our text was 1 Kings 10-14. Perfect! And I loaded it on them. Couldn't resist. The Levites in Israel SET their hearts on the Lord...God relented because they (Judah and Rehoboam) humbled their hearts. Martha could not hide. Oh, how we pray for that special lady.
BTW, I saw my bone doctor. After the MRI & x-rays he said, "Everything looks good...sorry about your pain..." So, I'm happy, and will try the physical therapist route and see it that will help. Can't just keep falling about!
We are now back from Pretoria armed with new meds. Poor fellow is now having to work with wafarin, blood tests and side effects. We shall overcome!
Sooo good to get back to my own bed.
Martha is now at a crossroads, one that every one of us must face at some point in our lives. "Oh, I am in pain. It is I who came to your gate to learn truth from God. I have learned that my job is not finished. I left our 'number 2'! I believed and I was baptized but I never was told to repent of my sins. I didn't know this sin thing. I wasn't baptized for the right reason!" As she talked she held her head in her hands and spoke with great sorrow.
The "number 2" that she referred to? I gave her the example of adding 1+2+3=6. But she had removed number 2 and without it, the sum cannot remain the same.
"I am ready to be baptized. The water is here. But I have the spirit of great fear! My husband, oh, my husband..." Martha's culture leans heavily on family unity...extended family unity. The pressure has been heavy on her for the last week. "If I do what I must do I will be alone. I have no schooling, and no way to support myself. Oh, how can I get stronger faith?!" It was so hard to see her walk out of my home. Please pray for her.