Category Archive: God’s big sleeves (you never know what he’s got up them..)

Why I love Dutch people

Last year I wrote about a place called Tshepong – a victim support centre here in Bloemfontein. It’s badly under-funded but has a brilliant leader, Lani, who keeps her staff inspired and motivated.… Continue reading

Holy Sh*t!

Sometimes we Nichols have those times where things go completely crazy – everything falls on top of everything else, and we get flipped up, spun around and dumped back on our bums. I’ve… Continue reading

Joy in the City

One of the main reasons we came to South Africa was to ‘plant’ a church – ie. a mini church community that will grow big in a new place. Bloemfontein church plant has… Continue reading

On this day in history

Facebook has this little habit of popping up a memory from the same day on previous years. Yesterday mine was from 2009 when I had written that I “agreed with Evie: there are… Continue reading

Prisoner to pastor

Sometimes you know a party is going to go with a swing as soon as you walk through the door – there’s glasses of drinks ready on a tray, there’s an array of… Continue reading

A catch up with Col

Our move here came about because of our family of churches, and the relationships we have. We value these relationships really highly, plus we share resources, ideas and encouragements. The connections span the… Continue reading

Inner Pom-Poms

At school here in SA you have to choose a sport each term, and one of the options at Evie’s school is “pom-poms”!  (We Brits would call it cheerleading, but I’m loving the… Continue reading

The Little Red Hen

My friend Chantalle who we met in the phone shop queue on day 2, has a bee in her bonnet about a lady she’s met called Ellen. It’s not hard to see why:… Continue reading

When life gives you figs..

When life gives you figs.. move in. Yes, we have bought a house and it has a fig tree! Funnily enough it has a lemon tree too (for the bad days?) I guess… Continue reading

Battling for land

We Nichols are still battling for our own little patch in the new homeland. We never could have foreseen what a battle it would be, but here we are – involved in our… Continue reading