April 14, 2013 (Sunday)
A new week starts, the heavy rains continue and the day ends ushering in new
challenges for the days ahead. When
storms come we stand strong knowing that God is still God.
April 19, 2013 (Friday) While on the back of a motorbike I gave directions through the
twists and turns of the small dirt roads that take me to Cornerstone Christian
Fellowship. The church sits within a small open field with a small pond in the
valley. Mount Elgon stands high in the
skyline beyond it and the sky although blue is sure to bring in rain clouds
before the day is over.
Today there is an all-day youth conference and over 60 teens
are waiting on the inside. We are praying that the rain will just hold off
until after we are finished. The rain is
a blessing to many but for those within the church it becomes impossible to
hear anyone’s voice.
There were times of beings serious and lighter times of fun
and laughter. It was a great time of getting to know each other better and of
learning more of what God’s word says.
Seven teenagers came forward at the end and asked for prayer. We thank God for the ears and hearts that
were open God’s calling.
April 21, 2013
(Sunday) Rafiki is a very small village about 30 minutes outside of
Kitale. We travel through Kipsong slums
toward Mt Elgon into the country land and the meager lifestyles of those who
live here. The people from Rafiki once
lived in the mountain but left to regroup and live in area without tribal wars
and violence. They struggle and some
remain without land to grow crops. They
try to feed their families on 50 shillings (60 cents) a day and some go
without.
After church, Duncan, an agricultural officer, teaches them
how to build and grow a portable garden.
This will be such a tremendous blessing to those that do not have land
of their own. We have a box full of grain bags and seedlings with us. 
The
children run through the yard and pick up small stones and broken pieces of red
bricks. The men grab their hoes and
start to turn the soil over removing any debris that is seen. Another couple of men find make a stake and
sharper one end. The women find a good
size plastic container and will remove the bottom to make both ends open.
The first portable garden is in progress and
will remain here at the church to help feed the school children. Plastic chairs and wooden benches are
brought out into the open and everyone gathers close together to listen to what
Duncan has to say. They want to learn and
they are ever so grateful that someone has remembered them and seen their need.
The lesson is over and the first bucket of water flows down
into the pebbled area of the sac. There is no doubt that this garden will be watched
and well cared for.
The day has come to an end and I’m walked to the car that is
waiting for us. Our goodbyes are said
with hugs, handshakes and the wave of the hand. We think our day is over but
soon we find ourselves stuck deep in the mud.
The wheels spin and the mud flies and the children come running. The smiles are big and they are more than
willing to help!
It was a wonderful day and so rewarding to see how happy and
thankful they were to have the opportunity to learn. I returned to my room with a happy
heart. They say life has its ups and
downs and I was feeling very up but ….before I got back to my room I fell down
and sprained my ankle. It was instant
swelling and pain but I am very thankful that it was not broken.
Mark
4:8Still other seed fell on good soil. It came up, grew and produced a crop, some multiplying thirty, some sixty, some a hundred times."
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