BIT'S AND PIECES FROM OUR LIFE TOGETHER

Teagan’s Dedication

Dennis, Chantal and family gathered in Ladysmith on Sunday 22 July 2012 to dedicate Teagan. Here are a few pictures taken on the day…   During the dedication service a number of people shared a word for Teagan. Listen here…

Sodwana Holiday Gallery

We spent a wonderful week with Ben, Mari and family at Sodwana Bay Lodge during July 2012

Kosi Bay

Play around with this to get an interesting perspective of the fish kraals at Kosi Bay Estuary. I loaded this image to demonstrate the use of Photosynth.net. This service helps create and publish panoramas. More pics of our recent trip to northern KZN available here. [iframe frameborder=”0″ src=”http://photosynth.net/embed.aspx?cid=a7b808d5-8239-4501-a913-c5d018e41d0a&delayLoad=true&slideShowPlaying=false” width=”500″ height=”300″]

Mom and Dad – Diamond Anniversary

Friends and family have been helping Colin and Marjorie celebrate a very special milestone in their lives…  

St Fort, Clarens

I always have intentions of making some notes about our holiday breaks but never get around to it. Let’s hope this attempt goes better. Here’s my campfire tale of our meanderings along the Cannibal trail. It’s about a 4 hour drive from where we live in Durban to the farm that hosts the trail. We drove via White Mountain Resort and had a good brunch at the Pancake House in the Central Drakensberg area.

Chapter Summary Template

Caption Contents Chief People Choice Verse Crucial Word(s) Challenges (Difficulties I need to Study) Cross-references Christ seen Central lesson(s) Conclusion (Personal application)

The Best Way (for me) to Pray

Find the prayer method that suits you best. Tyler Charles As a child, my understanding of prayer was shaped largely by what I observed at church. Sure, my family prayed before meals. And yeah, my parents prayed with me when they tucked me in at night. I understood that prayer was, essentially, communication with God—and that prayer was possible anytime and anywhere. But prayer seemed extra important on Sunday mornings. After all, church was where I was told to be

“I will work for food”

I received this email from Rob G. It touched me, definitely worth keeping! I sat, with two friends, in the picture window of a quaint restaurant just off the corner of the town-square. The food and the company were both especially good that day. As we talked, my attention was drawn outside, across the street. There, walking into town, was a man who appeared to be carrying all his worldly goods on his back. He was carrying, a well-worn sign that read, ‘I will work for food.’ My heart sank. I brought him to the attention of my friends and noticed