If you were on the farm in Bronkhorstspruit early enough Saturday morning, you would have seen the mist that greeted us, which was also the last quiet moment for that entire day. Slowly the jumping castle started to inflate and just like in the movies, the walking bodies started to fast forward as the sending cell (and other special people) hastily made the last preparations in anticipation for the arrival of the Taai boer’s senders and family.
Arno has been busy with the speared pig, which has now become “The Spit”, a sacrifice to behold in the adoring glowing coals. The family boma become an intimate flavor of the nations with food and drink, laptops and projectors, people and chairs, setting the stage finally for the big M-word… JP starts to talk about how IT gives us direction as a body of believers and how an extra-ordinary man like Philip took God at His word, and so gave us a place to serve and become self involved in His divine conspiracy.
Jenni and Llew then showed their beautiful slides of their family outreach in Vietnam, looking specifically for special but lonely and detached people from all over the world, who are busy travelling the globe looking for love in all the wrong places. Philip’s blog was publically launched and introduced by its creator, Grant, who showed how to navigate through Thailand from South Africa. The next country on the big screen was India where Ansie undertook a 6month life changing YWAM DTS, that proved going cross cultural was very much what Jesus had in mind when he said we should GO.
And then we saw him …. only briefly but long enough to know that the Thai speaking Afrikaans could only come from Philip himself! It proved too much for the skype line but Flipi held that room with stories of his Thai life, his heart conversations with the Father, his strange yet captivating life. And then the moment came when heaven poured out a Thai blessing over us when Philip prayed in Thai for his own people and yet not with him…….
Eventually, like with all good SA spit braai’s ,it was indeed time to “val maar weg”. Ai, the crowds went wild! We survived the overwhelming success of course, just because we could. Next?
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