Two of our students are being introduced to the congregation at St. Peter’s, Mogoditshane. They are placed here for some months as part of their ministerial formation.
Our students like to be supportive of one another, and a good number have come to Mogoditshane today for the occasion.
I preach. The story of Jeremiah’s call works well, I think, to talk about their call to the ordained ministry, and about God’s call to all of us. Fr. Andrew Mudereri then celebrates the Eucharist, after which there are introductions and a Mothers Union lunch. The parish is having its vestry elections, so we St. Augustine folk eat together out on the porch.
We are cooling off now that we have shed our vestments. It is already in the upper nineties. I sit there as students chat in Setswana, wondering whose idea vestments were anyway. I suspect a layperson, wearied by tiresome sermons, deciding that clergy should suffer too.