After years of anticipation, prayer, and planning, we arrived in Cape Town Monday morning.  A cold, damp winter sky was adorned with a rainbow, full of beauty and God’s promises.  A friend I’d finally met guided us to the bus that took us and our belongings to the guest house.

Since then, we’ve seen him every day and had many joyful and interesting conversations.  He’s been very open about life and practice and culture here, taught us to drive on what he calls “the correct side” of the road, taken us to home and office and stores and car dealerships, and universally been a wonderful host and guide.

He’s also asked us a bit about the US and its culture, church, and politics.  And therein I stumbled yesterday into a valuable reminder.

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