Homesick

God's word reminds us that this world is not our home. Do you ever feel like a stranger...like an alien...like you're not sure where to park for a while? It's really a GOOD thing. I don't want to be settled/complacent. But why is it so hard sometimes? And how on earth do you explain it to someone?!! Maybe my blog will help you understand. I hope you enjoy.

07 May 2006

Making some brew

In Soweto we teach right next to the witch doctor's home. The one with all the plants growing outside...those are his "herbs" for his "medicines". So many people die here from going to these guys. It's so sad.
The brown seed on the ground is what they use for their "brew". Notice the animals and dirt. They lay it all out on tarps in the dirt to dry. Goats come and eat out of it and dogs and children walk through it. Then they put it in a pit they've dug in the ground and cook it. And then they drink it. So sad. Posted by Picasa

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