Returning to the Mother City

   In three days, I will fly off to the Mother City in South Africa. Twelve years ago, I stood in the Waterfront in Cape Town and took this picture. That day, Scott and I had just returned from a tour of Robben Island where Nelson Mandela spent most of his years in prison during […]

I am from.

I am from. By Idelette McVicker I am from small. I am from a world laid out with thick legal walls that said: You may live here. But another has to live there. Laws divided us and them. What the Fathers didn’t know is when they kept us apart they walled everybody in. My spirit, […]

The Saving of an Afrikaner

It happened the moment I took the airplane breadroll into my hand, broke it open, feeling both the warmth and the artificial microwave crustiness in my palms. A friend had warned me that it happens to him after every Africa trip. The tears came, first gently, but then I felt the swell. The wave of […]

Proudly African

I flew Kenya Airways this morning from Mombasa to Nairobi and smiled when I read the KQ slogan: The Pride of Africa. I smiled, not because I thought it was ironic. I smiled because that very African pride was beginning to creep right into my own heart. This past week I have shed yet another […]

Together

I have shifted. Truth has pierced and done an inner work. My word for now has become “together.” It’s not a rallying cry. It’s an ahhhh… I don’t have to do it alone any more. At a very young age, the Spirit of Segregation had leached in. Now Truth swept in, washed out the old […]