To him I would be known as “thee” lady who walked into Dube church wearing cream white with a matching doek, to me he was a brother I would greet at church and who would come to Wits with our chaplain. We look back and can’t believe that God started this journey 10 years ago.
We ran into each other months after our brief interactions at Dube and I had swept him off his feet. This particular time around, I surprisingly quoted the same statement (from COL) that he had planned to include in his sermon. In another occasion, where he had come to be an observer in a nominating committee meeting, he tried to have a chat with me… I could sense that he wanted to say something that I did not want to hear, so I made sure I cut the conversation short.
He tried to get my number from many other people, I have laughed many a times when he relates how he went to a particular church where he had last seen me after I left Wits. He even went as far as taking a picture of me and enlisting his sister to search for the lady who was wearing cream white and a matching doek.
In the not so distant past, our paths crossed again most profoundly when I was visiting a church where he happened to worship (unbeknownst to me). We had such a great interaction that day, which made him change his plans for the following Sabbath to tag along to where I had to worship and we have been talking ever since…
It would take another year with much prayer, ministry, precious time, friendship and travelling of provinces – before there was light at the end of the tunnel 🙂
One thing is sure: Our journey has been a series of answered prayers, fitted puzzle pieces with God’s providential leadings giving us the confidence that this is the right step… And we couldn’t be happier!