oa Missionalia : Southern African Journal of Mission Studies - On stigmata, racism and reconciliation in a post-TRA South Africa
My mother had the charism of bleeding for people. She would stand washing up at the kitchen sink, the tears dripping from her cheeks onto her work roughened hands and trickling into the soapy water as she washed the dishes one by one. She wept for the people of the town and the people of the location; for the clinker-brick Dutch Reformed Church at the top of the main street and for the little whitewashed ""Dutch"" church on its dusty hill in the location. She wept for people ripped apart by wealth, poverty, selfrighteous religion, violent laws, prejudice.
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