Monthly Archives: February 2014

Worship in a mud hut

Please note.  We finally have WiFi – 3 hours before we depart!  There are 5 posts so be sure to read them all!  Asanti Sana!

Worship… such a short yet powerful word.  After bouncing over two miles of rut filled road, we arrived at a small mud hut made from the red African clay.  The tiny church in Nyagesa was already ringing with the sound of praise.  We Americans would not find anything there for which to be thankful.  Mud floors and walls, tin roof over three inch timber rafters, a simple wooden podium.  But what was there was the spirit and power of God.  And the church at Nyagesa was thankful and full of praise!  Simple yet powerful songs were sung with an urgency and sprit of total dependence.  This morning in that small gathering I heard the voice of God clearly as the church members all prayed together, out loud.  I could sense God’s smile as He heard everyone at once.  The prayers were a sweet incense to the Father.  Pastor Vincent, who walked 6 miles this morning to arrive at the church, greeted us in the name of our Lord.  Kimberly gave a powerful testimony of God’s protection and faithfulness.  God allowed me to share about His promises.  His name was exalted.  That scene was played out three times over as our team fanned out over Kissi this morning.

What a sweet way to end our week!  As I write this we are driving back to Nairobi.  I’m tired.  Bone tired.  But good tired.  Mike Curry always exhorts us to finish empty.  We have done that!  Now we begin series of long flights back to Tennessee.  Thank you for your prayers.  We felt them!  We could not have done without them.   When I return I will try to post some additional thoughts and experiences from our trip.  Until then wish us Safari Njeri.  Safe Journey!

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Welcome to Kissi Town

Kissi is a rough little hill town about two and a half hours southeast of Kisumu.  There’s not much easy about life in Kissi.  Pastor Daniel and his wife Beatrice oversee several bush churches in the area as well as pastor their church in the rougher part of town.  They also oversee a school/feeding program and operate a small boy’s orphanage behind their house.  They are some of God’s choice servants, choosing to live in this land of hardship.

Teaching about Jonah~!

Teaching about Jonah~!

Sandwiched in between a Posho (grain) mill and several auto repair shops, they hold church at the end of a strip of industrial buildings.  It was there we spent Saturday ministering with Mike Curry’s team to the people of Daniel’s church.  The morning consisted of a women’s conference in the ‘church’  building and a pastor training session held in the alley outside the church.  Women are not valued in Kenya.  Many of them are treated as property.  It was quite a soothing balm for them to hear other women speaking to them woman to woman, giving them value and worth.  Sharon, Teresa and Lawanna spoke words of hope and healing, letting these women know God cares for them and knows them by name.  In the alley Mike taught deep truths to the pastors, helping them know how to separate the charlatans from the prophets.  He gave them a very simple tool for deciphering the difference.  Read the scriptures!  Mike always says he has nothing to offer but the word of God.  For some people that’s offensive.  But then Jesus said people would hate us if we preached the word.

Building Toy Cars

Building Toy Cars

In the afternoon I was once again fortunate to be able to share a basic business seminar to a crowd of between 125 and 150 people.  Our mission this week has been to share practical, biblical principles to help these people improve their economic well being while continuing to share the love of Christ with them.  God has used all these teachings together this week.  The remaining members of our team were able to spend the entire day ministering to the children of the area.  Bible stories were shared, songs about Jesus were sung, crafts were assembled.  But mostly, children went away feeling the love of Christ.  Ashleigh, Cheslie, Cindy, Heather, Karen, Katie, Kimberly and Susan held chocolate brown hands, hugged necks, and sat with small, giggling children who couldn’t believe someone would take the time to play with them.  These are the ‘least of them’.  I believe the Father smiled a lot today!

Over 125 people attended the Business Conference

Over 125 people attended the Business Conference

Tomorrow is our last day in Kenya.  We head back to the hotel tonight hoping the electricity and hot water are working (yesterday it didn’t!).  But we have had a wonderful week.  We are again grateful for your prayers.

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The Pteradactyl in the Boot!

One night after dinner, we were traveling back to our host home…in the dark. We didn’t think much about the time, even though we were already breaking rule #1 (never travel at night.) That is, until we heard the sound. IMG_9636Cheslie and I were squeezed in the very back row of the van along with the guitar, extra luggage, and the felt boards.  After hearing the first sound, we glanced at each other as if to ask if we had heard the same sound.  It’s a sound hard to describe, faint at first, but shrill; almost like a pterodactyl, almost like a cat, an AFRICAN cat…and terrifying in the dark. As we were pondering our situation, the creature let out a second shriek much louder than the first.  Instantaneously, the two of us began flying through the air, skipping a few rows, and landing as closely to the driver as we could. We began screaming at Tom, our driver, to “WHAT IS THAT?! Stop the van! Get it out! Let ME out!!” (For the record, we were not the only ones losing our minds.  Susan and Cindy were trapped behind us, with a terrified look, holding their knees with feet up in the seat…as if that would help them out should a cougar jump out of the back.  And our fearless leader, Jeff, was in the front seat…white as a ghost…I’m sure stressing over how he would tell our families we were killed by an African cat in our own van.)  Tom, however, never slowed down, never stopped the van.  In fact, we noticed he was chuckling to himself.  And in his deepest, happy Kenyan voice he calmly tells us, “No panic, no panic.  It is only a chicken.”  Our “save our life” screams then turned to “we’re going to be pecked to death” screams to Tom, “WHERE IS IT? Is it in a cage? Can it get out? Where did this chicken come from?!” Still laughing, Tom assured us, “We were given a gift of chicken.  He is in the boot!”  We finally arrived safely home to find our killer chicken…in the boot (trunk)…stuck inside the spare tire (his cage.) Turns out, our driver, Tom, had given a little girl some schillings to go buy bread.  Her father was so grateful, he gave Tom a chicken to say thank you.  Our drivers are much more than drivers…they translate for us, run errands, keep us from danger, and are kind to others.  We love our drivers…but we did have a little talk about forewarning us of their “gifts” in the future!  J

 

 

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Still miles to go, but they’ve come so many miles

Posted by Cheslie Tharpe

The school is growing

The school is growing

This morning I woke up to all sorts of crazy noises and at the same time they were so soothing and peaceful to me because I knew I was still in Kenya. I looked out my window to a beautiful view that instantly reminded me of His creation that He makes and how good and faithful His mercy, grace, and love is every morning, there was no other way I would have rather started my morning. I had such a refreshing morning. After breakfast we hopped into our mutatus (taxi vans) and headed to Elkanah’s school and feeding station where I had been about 9 months before doing some medical clinics. I was so excited to go back and not only just love on the kids but to also see how the Lord had healed some of the kids. We got there and the Holy Spirit was dwelling and there, there was no doubting that truth when you hear the voices of these women singing their hearts out to the Lord in true un-abandoned worship. It is completely humbling and one of my favorite things to not only be able to see and hear their worship, but to be able to join in with and worship alongside them.

We were able to go into the classrooms and meet the children and be greeted usually by a song or two.  There is just nothing else sweeter than that. One of the things that

school needs

school needs

stood out to me the most was the steady unshaken faithful servants they have working there.  We walked to the back where they cook and prepare the meals each day in a room maybe 10×10 with fires and smoke filling the entire room. It literally takes your breath away. I can’t imagine standing there all day just to make sure that the children have food to eat. We didn’t get to stay very long but what I once thought would be kind of just a travel turned into a moment. The Lord was asking me when I am at home and I am working am I doing it every day as unto the Lord? Am I truly letting Jesus live and breathe and over pour out of my very being, my every word, thought, action, smile, emotion, and even in the midst of doing something that someone may never see what I do, am I remaining faithful anyways? I ended up being stretched and challenged in a way I didn’t not even have on my radar, and I am so grateful. We loaded up and moved out so we could travel to Pastor Daniel’s church. We had some things on our heart that were heavy so we just stopped what we were doing in the van and just prayed together. It has been such a joy to get to spend so much time with my team. It’s always an iffy thing when you put 13 people together who do not know each other and you are forced to spend every minute almost of those days together, but it has been so cool to see the

Does this look like your kitchen?

Does this look like your kitchen?

Lord working moving stirring and dwelling in each team member.

John 11:40 Jesus said, “Did I not tell you that if you believed you would see the glory of God.”

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Praising on Mt Elgon

Posted by Karen Bobbitt

Smiles all around!

Smiles all around!

We loaded the vans this morning and started up the road to Elgon.  On the way, we stopped at a local pastor’s shop (small stand on the side of the road) to buy water and “sweets” for the children we were about to visit.  This road was a typical Kenyan road-dusty, bumpy, and full of people, bikes and animals- until we neared the base of the mountain.  We began to climb what seemed to be a roadless hill trying to stay in the path of the van ahead of us.  We reached the top to find the structure of stone and concrete that was in the process of becoming a conference center for local pastors.  There were already Kenyan women there anticipating our arrival.  These ladies were worshipping and praising the Lord as they waited…these men and women never waste, never sit idly.  We began our women’s conference filled with Kenyan praise and messages from three ladies of our team.  Women kept coming throughout the entire day, walking many miles in the African heat, to hear the word of God.  At the conclusion of the conference, the women on our team encircled the Kenyan women to lay hands on, and pray for they Kenyan women who were already praying aloud in unison to our King…one of the most humbling experiences I have had.  Who am I to pray over these faithful ones? These wise, strong, obedient, steadfast women? Tears filled our eyes as we prayed over them—some were in mourning, some had been painfully hurt, some were dying—and yet, they praised our God for it all.  Ashley and Katie concluded the service in worship.

Sitting on a rock for hours just to listen to the Word!

Sitting on a rock for hours just to listen to the Word!

After a lunch of rice and beans, provided by local women (cooked over an open fire in a small mud hut), the men and women joined together for the business conference.  As Jeff was teaching the men and women how to support themselves through successful business, the rest of the team occupied the children who came with them…and all of the other curious little children around the mountain who showed up because they were curious about the singing mzungus! These children did not speak English like some of the children in the schools we have met.  Their clothes were torn and dirty, and very few had shoes.  These children were loved, but starving.  The signs of malnutrition were grossly evident—signs of disease, wounds, and infestations. But they were happy, so content and joyful in the midst of their circumstances.  And they again began teaching us more through their attitudes and actions, than we could ever teach them.  We spent most of the afternoon singing and dancing with them, playing games, and simply just watching them.  Today, the Lord allowed some stillness.  He allowed stillness in the schedule, and a stillness in my heart, to simply be in His presence, and see Him like I never have before.  God is here, and he is working, with grace and mercy so unfathomable. I pray you would allow some stillness to notice Him where you are.  Soak Him in, never let Him go.

“Be still before the Lord, all mankind, because he has roused himself from his holy dwelling.”  Zechariah 2:13

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They Now Have a Place to Rest

We are still experiencing very sporatic internet connection.  We will continue to post as we have availability

Posted by Kimberly Boots

We awoke early our first morning in Kitale to the smell of eggs, breakfast potatoes with bacon, fresh guacamole, and warm biscuits prepared by Jeremy at the aptly named Hospitality House. Excitement was in the air as veteran returners knew that we were to visit the Seeds school and orphanage today and they couldn’t wait to see their friends again. This excitement was contagious and I was couldn’t wait to see what this day would hold. As we drove in through the gates of the school we immediately were met by over 200 children dancing, clapping, and singing with the most beautiful smiles on their faces. They were clapping and chanting, “Welcome visitors!” They continued singing us several songs and we joined in when we could. The staff then introduced themselves to us and we had an opportunity to pray for them, which I’m certain was much more of a blessing for us! It is amazing what they (through the Lord) have provided for these children. The school and orphanage are a vision of Richard and Helen’s. I aspire to be like Helen one day. Given the opportunity, I am certain she could run a Fortune 500 company and God has blessed her with those abilities to help run the orphanage and school. We were given a tour of the campus, visiting the office, library, nurse’s station, sewing room where widows sew uniforms, kitchen and eating area, and several classrooms. The children looked sharp in their uniforms and were so well behaved, smart, and eager to learn. They were so eager to answer the teacher’s questions and asked some of their own. In each of the areas there were posters on the wall with prayer requests and needs for those areas. It has been amazing to see how the Lord has provided for them. We then had the opportunity to serve the children tea and then just hang out and have fun! Some met old friends and we all made new ones. We hated to say goodbye, but we knew that we would be able to see some of them that evening. We spent the rest of the afternoon at a women’s conference where Mike was preaching, making rings for the girls that evening, and Jeff held another packed business conference. We then made our way over to the Seeds Orphanage where we were greeted again by excited, dancing children.

 

Two of the girls I befriended at the school, Michelle and Barbara, were quick to find me again and along with other new friends they pulled us quickly towards a hut to see their pet turtle named Tortoise. We then gathered in a circle where we had a sweet time of praise, prayer, scripture memory verses and introductions. Mila, Teddy, Michelle and Barbara were all excited to take me to their rooms to show me where they sleep. We headed over to the new girls dorm which was donated from proceeds by Matilda Jane, a children’s clothing line. Several of the girls were sporting Matilda Jane clothes as well. This new girls dorm was amazing! It made me want to be a little girl again and move in there with them! The walls were brightly painted in pinks, purples and lime green with large butterflies, bees and flowers and inspirational sayings like “dream big” and “always find a reason to laugh.” The girls took me to every room, pointed to every bed and told me the name of each girl that slept in that bed. The dorm sleeps 100 girls and they all knew which bed belonged to which girl. I asked them if they loved being able to sleep with all of their friends and it was met with a resounding, “YES!” Time passed quickly as we spent every precious moment laughing and playing with the kids. It was such a blessing to see the hope and joy in each child’s eye and hear them praising Jesus. They now have a place not just to sleep, but to rest. A place of safety with a mama to call their own, friends to spend their time with, a bed to rest their heads, food to fill their tummies and the love of Jesus that is multiplied among them. We stand amazed at what the Lord is accomplishing and feel blessed that we can participate in a small way. We can’t thank you enough for your continued prayers!

 

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All The Poor and Powerless will know that you are Holy!

Posted by Heather Hutchinson

Today started out early, leaving the Mennonite House all packed up for a new location tonight. We had a full day of visits in Nairobi and didn’t want to waste a minute. As we began driving through the smog filled city and down rough dirt roads, we were surrounded by busy people, animals, waste and a distinct African smell. A smell that is impressed in my senses forever, one that is so hard to describe but takes your breath away (not in a good way). We began to see our first destination for the day, the Mathere slums.

Perfect location for a school...   not!

Perfect location for a school… not!

The van was quiet as we all took in the sights, sounds and smells. You see pictures and you hear stories but it definitely does not compare to an in-person visit. In America, we see the poor living in brick two room homes with windows busted out, restrooms, electricity, and paved streets, but in Africa the homes are mud filled, square, aluminum spaces, they may or may not have a door, open aired windows, no electricity, and no restrooms. These are spaces that some people would not even put their animals and here are people living 10,000 miles away from us and surviving in the worst of the worst conditions. We are so blessed!!
We arrived at the slum school where we met Pastor Kennedy of the school and he led us on a tour. Being a former teacher this tour was so exciting to me. We walked through the classes where they have brought in boys and girls from the slum, all clean and dressed so nicely in their school uniform and all so obedient and eager to learn. The classrooms were those mud rooms with aluminum outsides and roofs and a few wood posts here and there. They had taken great pride in nailing small chalkboards to the walls and colorful posters of letters, letter sounds, and colors. They start at preschool age (2-4) and then have grades going up to level 8 from there. After visiting each room, meeting teachers, seeing their passion for education and the Lord and introducing ourselves we broke up into groups to read and teach felt bible stories with the kids, sing songs, pray and make rings with the girls and small foam books with the boys. The children were such great listeners, and the teachers were so willing to help translate and discuss life in the slum and school with us. I had the privilege of talking with two young teachers at the school that share a classroom with a piece of fabric on rings that slides on a wire to divide the classroom. Can you imagine how difficult that is to teach and learn in an environment where the teacher and students can hear what is happening on the other side of the curtain? As I continued to talk to Florence and Felicity, I felt myself getting overwhelmed by emotions for the girls and their situations. Felicity was able to speak English a little better than Florence so she was able to answer many of my questions. She is 23 years old and grew up in the slum, attended boarding school and has hopes of attending university one day.

Susan with two of the Mathere teachers

Susan with two of the Mathere teachers

When asked why she was at the slum school teaching she replied, “because I want to help these kids, we have so many street kids that are pregnant at 15 and 16 and contracting HIV and AIDS, I want these kids to get out of here and get off the streets.” I was so taken back, she is here out of a desire in her heart to change the lives of slum children, she gets the importance of an education and where it can take you. I feel like many times in America, the importance of education is lost. She also told me that the teachers at the school, (who mind you are well spoken, sharp dressed, respected, hard working and smart) , do not get paid. I said REALLY?? I cannot imagine putting all this time and effort into these kids and not getting paid, hoping for donations or high test scores so the parents might give something. I felt really bad for ever complaining about my $28,000 teaching salary. Most teachers work a second job on the weekends to make money. One of the biggest things I have noticed so far about Africa is there are no lazy people, they are all dressed in their finest, busy working all day, you will find these people out and about all hours of the day and night, trying to make a shilling or two. They are proud of their hard work and proud that they can provide for their families needs, no handouts and no begging. So interesting to see! We finished our time there and gave our farewell hugs to all these wonderful teachers. Then, I lost it, I could not hold back all the emotions that were building up all morning during our drive and visit. God please let me never forget these people and their stories and their needs. Definitely feel unworthy of all God’s blessings on me. I don’t deserve them, not one of them.

Karen teaching about Jonah and the whale

Karen teaching about Jonah and the whale

As we drove away, we headed towards Pastor Harrison’s church where a women’s conference was being held. We first visited the church’s small school and saw what was going on there, another school with willing teachers and eager students. We went to a tent church just around the corner for the conference and three of our brave girls, Cheslie, Ashley and Kimberly shared. They did such a wonderful job being transparent and allowing the Lord to work through them to speak to these women. The time was definitely filled with the Holy Spirit. We all were again overwhelmed by the love of the Lord that is so evident in these African women. You can tell in their speech and outward expressions that their hope is in the Lord. Their enthusiasm is contagious. This ended our first leg of the trip and we loaded up and headed to the airport to depart for Eldoret and drive to Kitale. What a day and what a God we serve! A God who is seen Holy by the poor and powerless!

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Wandering in the Nairobi Wilderness

Please note – we have very limited and sporadic WI-FI so we may be a few days behind in our posts.  Please bear with us!

Posted by Katie Moser

Today started with a 3:30 am wake up call for most of us.  Our let lag alarm clocks woke up our bodies like it we were still on American time.  So needless to say we all had much needed extra prayer time this morning.  Today is Sunday and Sundays in Kenya are something that I always look forward to.  There’s nothing like experiencing the authentic worship of the truest believers.  We headed to Pastor Amos and Miriam’s church to preach, teach, and sing.  After a time of worship, I taught bible study on the subject of praise and then Ashleigh and I sang three songs.  It was a sweet time for both of to be able to sing together in Kenya.  There’s no one I’d rather sing and worship with than one of my closest friends.  Then Dad preached on our identity in Christ and again they soaked it in.  After church, we had the awesome privilege to take lunch in Amos and Miriam’s home.  It felt like going to my own home.  Amos and Miriam and their children Larry and Susan (named after my mom) are some of our closest friends in Kenya.  So needless to say we were more than happy to be there with time to spend with the family.  My favorite meals in Kenya are authentic home cooked meals.  There’s nothing better to eat in this country.  We all laughed as the team tried to tell Miriam to give us small portions and she ignored us and piled on our plates anyway.  We were filled to the max with chapatti (thick tortilla), kuku (chicken), rice, fried potatoes and other things I can’t even try to pronounce or spell.  Miriam could not be more proud to serve us in her home and we are SO grateful.  After filling up we were all ready to take a nap but on to the women’s conference we went. 

Before we started the women’s conference, we held a dedication service for Amos and Miriam’s new tent church.  They have been quite nomadic the last few years as landlord after landlord took advantage of them.  They are now in a more permanent situation with a tent church across the main road from their house.  Dad and Mom prayed over them and there was a time of sweet fellowship as these church members entered their ‘promised land’.

After that, each of the ladies had a chance to speak and share and every single one did an incredible job.  Even those who were nervous got up and spoke with clarity and truth.  It was so good to see God stretch these ladies out of their comfort zones.  If you don’t want to be taken out of your comfort zone, don’t come to Kenya.  It’s GOING to happen.  But everyone stepped up to do their part.  The ladies at the conference were so encouraged and spirits lifted and that made it all worth it.  We had the joy of handing out the jewelry that some of you (our friends and family) donated.  Their faces immediately lit up with their smiles.  Thank you all who donated to make that possible.  So tonight I’m empty and I’m full.  I’ve been emptied of my words, my energy, my heart, and my spirit.  In every way I’ve been emptied.  But I’ve been filled so much more.  Filled with Kenyan delicacies in my stomach.  Filled in my heart and my spirit.  Filled with words to tell you now.  God has a way to fill me in every way that I’ve emptied myself.  And I can’t be here without being encouraged, filled, and challenged by Jesus and my Kenyan friends.  This team has all been emptied and filled up again.  Thank you again for your prayers.  We send you our love from 8,000+ miles away!!

KM

 

We will continue with more posts as we get better connectivity.  (can you say, ‘dial-up modem’?

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From Planes to Rains!

Day 1 – Posted by Katie Moser

Traffic on a Kenyan Saturday.  Standstill!

Traffic on a Kenyan Saturday. Standstill!

It’s been about 48 hours since we left Memphis and it feels like it’s been about a week.  We’ve been through about 18 hours of plane time plus a few more hours of waiting in lines, waiting to board and exit planes, and rain.  And by a few hours I mean A LOT.  But we made it safe and sound and relatively healthy (minus a few motion sicknesses here and there) and that’s all we can ask for!  We were told that we brought the rain with us and that is good luck so we’ll take it!  After a good night’s rest we were ready to take on our first full day.  It started with a cool post rain breeze with the sun shining through our windows and a delightful Kenyan breakfast.  That included some of the best bananas this side of heaven.  It was nice to just have a slow morning to readjust and rejuvenate.  We headed into town for lunch at the Java House which is our little slice of America right here in Nairobi.  Delicious food and even better coffee and desserts!  Then we were on our way to our first task on the schedule. 
Taking Notes!

Taking Notes!

Dad (Jeff) was teaching a business conference to Pastor Harrison’s church in the slum of Nairobi.  The team got their first real dose of Kenyan life and chaos as we sat in traffic for two hours… not our idea of effective ministry.  But it was a good chance to see the bustling city and smell the lovely smells.  And by lovely I mean yucky.  But hey, it’s part of the experience.  Some of the team are still soaking in the sights they saw today and trying to make sense of it all.  It can be a bit of a culture shock on the first day.  So many sights and smells to take in.  But I digress…  Dad did a great job at the conference teaching the basic principles of business.  This may not seem very important to us but to a Kenyan, it is life saving.  Dad is a businessman so this is right up his alley.  I could tell he was loving it.  I was just trying to figure out what the gross net something or other was 😉  But he knew what he was talking about!  And the church members were SOAKING it in.  Taking notes furiously.  Then the rain came.  And rain plus Kenyan tin roofs are not a good combination.  Did that stop dad?  Nope.  He just kept going even louder.  I like to say he went into “preacher” mode.  They listened even more intently.  I prayed for the rain to stop.  It didn’t.  But dad just kept going.  And they kept listening and talking notes.  Then wouldn’t you know it as soon as he stopped for question and answer time, the rain stopped.  It really was perfect timing.  He switched from “preacher” mode to “teacher’ mode.   For those who know him, teaching is his strength.  Because the rain stopped, he was able to basically have an open and honest conversation

Teaching, trying to be heard over the rain

Teaching, trying to be heard over the rain

time.  That was where he really thrived.  So I guess even though the rain was annoying, it stopped at just the right time.  Also during the conference two of our girls, Heather and Ashleigh, were able to spend some time with the kids in the church.  They came back with sweet stories of playing with, singing with, and loving on some kids.  I’m not going to lie, I was a bit jealous!  Tomorrow is a full day at Pastor Amos and Miriam’s church.  I’d be lying if I didn’t admit that I’m downright giddy to see them tomorrow.  They have become some our closest friends and family really in our ministry in Kenya.  We’ll get to dedicate their new tent church tomorrow which is such an answer to many prayers. 

Thank you all for your prayers for us.  We can feel them!!   I’m sending love from the whole team.  We love you all and miss you dearly!!

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Karibu Kenya, Safari njema – Welcome to Kenya, Safe Journey!

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Once more we have recruited our team, gathered supplies, taken our shots, made our travel arrangements and packed our bags to return to the place that holds a part of our heart, Kenya. Susan, Katie and I will be taking a team of 9 people total and will meet up with Mike Curry and his team to spend 9 days in Kenya teaching and ministering to our friends in Kenya. We will help lead 5 women’s conferences and 4 small business seminars, speak in several churches and visit several schools and orphanages. We have some ‘veterans’ and some ‘newbies’ travelling with us so we are looking forward to a great trip. As with every trip, Satan has tried to attack our preparations. Several of us are fighting colds and coughs. At least one of us has children that are or have been sick. Some of our supplies were delivered to the wrong address and had to be re-ordered. In short, we’ve had the typical attacks from our enemy, but our God is bigger and He has great things in store for us. We still covet your prayers though as we make this trip.
We will try to post updates as frequently as possible. Internet connectivity can be spotty and slow, so be patient. We’ll try to post pictures as well. Here are some of the things we ask you to pray for us:

  • Pray for us by name:  Ashleigh, Cheslie, Cindi, Heather, Karen, Katie, Kimberly, Susan, and Jeff
  • On-time flights
  • Good connections
  • No lost luggage
  • No Ground transportation problems
  • Safe journey for Mike Curry’s team
  • Meeting logistics
  • Protection for our families as we’re away
  • God’s anointing as we teach and preach
  • All of our hosts/ministry partners
  • Harrison and Christine in Nairobi
  • Amos & Miriam in Nairobi
  • Richard and Hellen in Kitale, the Wilson family
  • Elkanah, Rebekah in Kakamega
  • Daniel & Beatrice in Kissi

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