Sand in my ears right now

Okay, so it turns out I wasn't able to continue on Sunday - everywhere in town is shut. We've been given the afternoon off now though so that's all well and cool.

So, where was I? Hmmm. Well we had a bit of drama on the base last week when two of the students on our school said that they were leaving us to go and get married! Crazy stories - they've only been going out for a month. Basically, God gave them each a dream three months ago showing them who they were going to marry, before they had even met each other. And then they met each other at church and the girl told him that she thought he was the man she was meant to marry. And instead of the guy being totally freaked out he agreed! How crazy is that. So they started going out a month ago and then came to do their DTS here but after the first week they both felt that actually that wasn't the right decision - they felt God was calling them home to get married and that maybe they could do a DTS further down the line. So they've gone back up to Pretoria to do that! Sad though - they were both awesome guys.

Ive got the opportunity here to get involved with some work with the street kids which has proved interesting to say the least. Five of us went on Friday to go and take some sandwiches to the boys sleeping rough and I knew it was going to be eye-opening but I was still pretty shocked to be honest. The first boys we came across were young - maybe 11 or so. One of them freely handed over the glue that he'd been sniffing in the knowledge that he was going to be fed but the other boy ran off - apparently he'd rather keep his glue and not be fed. So that was the first thing - it seems like all the boys are on drugs and obviously some of them are on a lot worse things than glue. We met 7 or 8 other boys and sat down to eat with them. It was really encouraging - we all said grace together and I just sat and prayed with ony guy of about 20 who said he wanted to accept God into his life. Was awesome. Then it turned sour though when one of the older guys drew a knife out of his back pocket and launched himself at one of the other lads. A mass brawl followed with most people trying to split them up. Thankfully we got the knife off the guy(when I say 'we' I must concede that I wasn't actually involved in the physical confiscation of it) but they were still at it with the fists. Apparently one of the guys gets bullied quite a lot - he's new and a white guy and so gets picked on by the others. I wasn't really in the mood to split them up but I pretended to jostle around a bit before we decided it was probably best to phone the police. Pretty scary stuff. It's positive though - four of them came to church on Sunday and one of them has been round on the base since helping out and stuff. So things are looking positive - would be great if you could pray for that.

Does anyone know who 'Jerry' is btw? This randomer wrote a really strange comment on my first blog. Odd - why would anyone read a blog other someone they don't know?

Missing y'all....

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