Apologies

Dear Reader

For those of you that read my blog, I would just like to apologize for not posting anything this Friday.  As it so happens my phone got shoplifted while buying gifts for my family, and I spent 4 hours at Vodacom on Friday trying to get a replacement phone for the stolen one, despite having done all the documentation and getting a quoted price from Vodacom's insurance.  This left me with little time to do everything else I wanted to do, and the blog entry was one of the casualties for the day.

That said, if all goes well I will have an entry this coming Friday,which I'm already thinking about. Until then may you have merry Christmas and a blessed year from our Lord Jesus.  And if you don't believe in Him, have a blessed year nonetheless.

Cheers!

- The Agent

The Madiba Magic Mushrooms

I have a question for you, dear reader.  One I have been pining about for a while now. And I hope you can answer me on this one as I may have to go look for another planet to live on depending on the answer you will give me.

It starts in the Tithe

I started writing this post as I was sitting on holiday at a game farm in the North-West province, the hot day coming to an end with bush veld noises all around me.  Unfortunately the holiday ended prematurely with me sitting with a fractured collarbone.  So I apologise for this post being late.  Typing with one hand instead of two really lengthens the time it takes to type.

Now, onto the reason for my post.  I want to talk about tithing, and what bothers me about it.