6/01
A recap of the weekend: Friday I
went to the student presentation session as usual and afterwards
Hannelise, Wieda, and I headed back to Pelonomi until 4 pm. Later in the
evening, Hannelise and I went to her friend's house to play some FIFA.
Saturday was a bit more eventful as Hannelise and I went to the boere
mark and naval hill once last time.
Shannon's family was in town, so I met up with them to have a picnic in
the botanical gardens. It was still in bloom due to the very beautiful
warm weather we had been having. We also went for a short hike on one of
the trails there, and all was right in the world. It very much
resembled Watauga hiking (only NC is a bit more scenic in my opinion),
so I felt a tad of sweet nostalgia and longing for Boone's summertime
mountains with wading pools and waterfalls. The view was quite nice from
the trails though, it is just a much tougher climate and terrain here. I
constantly have to remind myself to seize and enjoy the present. I went
for a run later in the day and soaked up every drop of that deliciously
sunny day. That evening, Hannelise and I watched a rugby game and on
Sunday morning she took me to her Afrikaans church. I tried my best to sing the hymns, so I am certain that the older couple in front of me heard
the speaking of strange tongues by a strange tongue. I quite liked the
Afrikaans service, despite the fact that the only thing I interpreted
from the sermon was the pastor's mention of "Honey I Shrunk the Kids."
Deep point though: don't try to shrink God to fit your lifestyle, let
him be magnificent and abundant, and definitely don't isolate him to
your backyard. It was all in Afrikaans, but I
think I was picking up what he was putting down. I joined Hannelise's
family for tea and then went for another beautiful and relaxing run.
Later that evening she took me to a very contemporary English church,
and it reminded me so much of worship at Boone UMC crossroads. The
praise team had one guy rapping some gospel during the bridge of one of
the worship songs, and it was wicked sweet. I know Ryan would have been
excitedly rubbing his hands together and wiggling his feet and at the
sight of it (about the same response that he has when we watch "Cool
Runnings"). Afterwards, Hannelise and I ate at Spur with a couple
friends and that night I slept like a rock in preparation for Monday at
Rose Park. In regards to Spur, I find it so peculiar that there is a
Native American themed restaurant chain in South Africa that mainly
serves hamburgers.
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