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See the interesting chair behind the pulpit - Graeme's cornet next to it
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From I was little, one of my fears has been that I would one day end up being a "pastorie moeder" (manse mother/pastor's wife and general mother of the congregation). They always seem to conjure up images of milky sweetness, and scurrying to and fro, organising people. Now I am one!! As far as the milky sweetness is concerned - well, you decide...
God Bless you both as you serve the Lord there on Saint Helena!
ReplyDeleteIt seems to me, and I know I am far away, that you give your own definition to pastorie moeder (hey, did I just speak Afrikaans?)
Yes to Genevieve's comments - couldn't agree more.
ReplyDeleteThis is wonderful news!! And I think you fit the pastorie moeder model perfectly ;-)
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