I preached at Brentwood (the little Zulu church where I work) this morning, and somehow it was encouraging. For one thing the church was open and things were happening at 9am - there have been times when I have arrived to find the door still shut. One of the ladies is running a Sunday School for the children that seems to be very successful - she can only have been doing it for a few weeks, but there are quite a few children. Many of the congregation were wearing their organisation uniforms and it is a sign of a genuine interest in the church, of making an effort.
I had a sense, for whatever reason, that they were glad to have me there today!