May 2, 2014 (Friday)
School will start soon and it’s important that the church is fenced and gated
before they return. The fencing is done
and the thorn bush seedlings planted around the edge of the fence. These bushes will be a nice full border and
added protection in just a short time.
The poverty level is extreme in the villages and people go
without work. They live from day to day not knowing how they will feed
themselves and their children. Going to
bed hungry is not foreign to any child in this area. If you ask them if they ever
go to bed hungry the answer is always “yes.” They tell me they cry themselves to sleep sometimes because there isn’t
anything to eat and their stomach hurts. The school children were sent home for the month of April because it was time for break. We found that they lingered and didn't want to leave because at school they have food to eat.
People living in such poverty often do things they wouldn’t
ordinarily do. If we don’t protect and
care for the things the Lord has blessed us with ……they could vanish.
The gate opens wide enough for a vehicle to enter and in one
side of the gate there is a small door for people to come and go through. A gate of this quality is not seen too much
in the farmland and it draws a lot of attention. News spread that something was happening at
the Taito church and many came to watch the men work
throughout the day.
May 3, 2014
(Saturday) It’s up with the sun and taking care of the last minute things.
It’s checking under the bed and making sure I have everything. It’s looking around the room that has been my
home for one last time. It is saying goodbye to friends.
My bags have been sent ahead and will meet me in Nairobi as
the plane is very compact. The airstrip is
small and maize fields surround the outer edges. The guards at the entrance to
the airport raise their guns and stand at attention. Our car is searched and then we are permitted to enter. Security measures have increased in all of
Kenya because of the terrorist attacks.
The sky was clear and the views were beautiful. Mountain ranges filled the land. They were rugged, strong and showed forth God’s might hand. We looked down on a vast crater and lakes of
glass. Flocks of pink flamingos filled
the sky with color before resting in the lake below.
I’ve left western Kenya, the villages, the peaceful
life and entered streets that burst with people. It is bumper to bumper traffic
and breathing the heavily polluted air.
There are many reasons why I don’t care to spend time in Nairobi but one
thing for sure; I’m looking forward to washing my clothes in a washing
machine!
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