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Tuesday trip to the mall. | Reconnecting with old and new friends.

After a very peaceful morning, a few of us headed to the mall. Earlier in the morning I had got a message from a dear friend who did the Shine Seminar in Brazil who is from South Africa, and who just happened to be coming to Nelspruit for the day. It was such a treat to get to have coffee with her and her husband, and catch up on life and have a time of fellowship together. I had wanted to see her since we were in the "same" country, but her living 2 hours away I figured it wouldn't be possible. She is such an amazing woman of God who is really making a difference by reaching out to and loving the women in prostitution in her area.

In the evening our hosts made us a South African braaii, which is a barbeque. It was fascinating to watch the grill they use, and we got to taste braiibread, some special sausage, special marinated meat, pap (maize starch thing), and milk tart for dessert. A true taste of South Africa. That combined with lovely company made it a great ending to a day of relationships.

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