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Western Kenya:
The adventure continues: from driving down the dirt road filled with countless potholes at 75 MPH, to running out of gas on the side of the road, living with a random Kenyan family in a mud hut, drinking 3 too many orange Fantas because they are offered at every meal (breakfast, lunch and dinner haha)…I was extremely blessed this past week in Western. We stayed with a Kenyan woman named Mary Stella and her family. We arrived late at night. It was pitch black except for the twinkling stars overhead… and abruptly greeted with the strong embrace of Mary Stella’s HUGE hug. This was the kind of hug that best friends give after not seeing each other for years… you know, the ones where you rock back and forth over and over again. (This hug reminded me of when my cousin Kristee and I were younger. We would try to hide from our moms when it was time to go home after a holiday or meeting half way between Dallas and Ft. Worth at Crystal’s Pizza…we would never want to leave each other so we would just continue to hug and hug. Not letting go because we didn’t want to say good-bye.) Mary Stella was a hoot! We laughed together. And I cried tears of joy when we worshipped together. The family that I stayed with was simply a blessing and a gift. They were so hospitable, even though none of them spoke English.
Uganda:
Fourth of July- However not spent with red, white and blue fireworks lighting up the sky, eating watermelon, and singing the national anthem, the day was still really great! We spent the entire day on Kenyan public transportation (not the best) but still celebrated by singing "America the Beautiful" while crossing the border into Uganda. haha Maybe a tad bit obnoxious? But, we laughed the entire time.
Rafting the Nile was INTENSE. I was in a raft with Kasey Musgrave, Jackie Maldonado, Jonathan Knight, Bradyn Boone, and Tyler Fleet. Aka…The Dream Team! haha We had a blast.
The river is beautiful. Extremely wide. The water and its currents are mighty and strong. The rapids take you under, and you feel like you will never return up for air. We were thrown out of our raft 50% of the time... Nonetheless, it was still a blast! The bank of the Nile is completely green, scattered with splashes of yellow, red and purple flowers, monkeys roaming in the trees, and birds flying overhead creating a tranquil scene contrasting the pure intensity of the class 5 rapids that we were rafting down (or swimming through because our raft had flipped!)
I can’t imagine what it would have been like for Pharaoh and the nation of Egypt when God turned all water in the Nile to blood… What a mighty God we serve!
Tomorrow we head back to Lukenya for three weeks of camp. I am so excited and ready for camp to start again! Please be praying for our team- for stamina, joy and strength that comes from the Lord. That we could boldly and powerfully proclaim the name of Jesus, and rely on him for everything. Also pray that through these efforts children and their families would come to know the amazing grace and love of Jesus Christ.




After camp ended on Saturday, we packed up to move to Nairobi for the week. This week we will have the opportunity to serve in different capacities here in the city. Sunday, Bradyn Boone and I got to teach the 4-6 year old class at the International Christian Fellowship Church (which is the community I will get to worship with throughout the year). Yesterday a group of us got to visit Eastleigh to serve and do street evangelism. We got to share the gospel with many people living on the streets in poverty who we met, encourage and pray for people who are sick or injured, and serve alongside Made in the Streets Ministry. Seeing Eastleigh is so difficult, and I wrestle daily with what my response needs to be. Seeing young children living in such extreme poverty on the streets in the middle of piles of trash is heartbreaking, and almost a hopeless feeling. At one base we visited (a base is where a group of people will live together, usually about 5-15 people who help each other survive and get food) there were about 15 young children who were all sniffing glue to get a high in order to escape the feeling of hunger. I don’t understand, and it breaks my heart—Yet, I still trust that God is greater than that darkness and sin in that place.
Today has been an incredible reminder of God’s faithfulness in bringing me here. Today we visited Kimulu. Kimulu is the farm where children who have been rescued from the streets of Eastleigh through Made in the Streets Ministry. Children who live at Kimulu are in between the ages of 12-18. The kids come live in Kimulu to get an education, learn skills to get a job after they turn 18, and are taught about the Bible.

(At Kimulu: Me, Mary, Melody Taylor, and Mary)
The kids at the farm showed me once again how God is our refuge and strength, and ever-present help in trouble (Psalm 46:1). How we need never to forget the things God has done for us… “Praise the Lord, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits—who forgives all your sins, and heals your diseases, who redeems your life from the pit, and crowns you with love and compassions, who satisfies your desires with good things…The Lord is compassionate and gracious, slow to anger, abounding in love” (Psalm 103: 2-5, 8). God healed Mary and Mary from physical disease on the streets and is now in the process of healing their broken hearts and binding up their wounds. (Psalm 147:3)
What a vivid and evident reminder of the hope we have through Jesus Christ and God’s redemptive power!