Praise the Lord!

Salvations: At our KHS ministry  this last Tuesday evening Jabu gave a very clear presentation of the gospel. The messages from the last few weeks have been building up to it, presenting man's need lost state in sin and the need for something more in life. When Jabu finished we broke up into small groups and gave the students a chance to respond to the message. Praise the Lord for the many who trusted in Jesus to save them from their sins for the first time! One girl, named Ashley, wasn't even supposed to stay the whole time but she desperately wanted to. She got permission to stay for the whole thing and was one of those who trusted in Christ as her Savior. This is the end of students first term for school so we will not get the chance to see them for several weeks. Praying that God will strengthen them in their faith and draw them closer to Him. 

 Visas: Exciting news, after a loooooooong wait Caleb and Ashley will finally be able to join us in South Africa this week!  Ashley is a Cross Cultural Intern who already spent two years on the field and has decided to extend her internship another year. She had to re-apply for her South Afircan visa and just got it back. She will be arriving tomorrow afternoon. Caleb is the other intern who was supposed to come with Macy and I in January but was unable to because of his visa situation. Now he will be arriving here on Friday and we will get to show him around. Looking forward to both of them being here, getting plugged in, and meeting the students. 

 I praise the Lord for these and many other blessings. Though the road may not always be easy He is faithful to provide.

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