Being in Kenya has been a great experience. Mostly all the people here are nice and friendly, and no one turns down a hand shake. Even when someone’s hand is dirty you shake their wrist, which shows how much the people here want to meet a new person.
I have seen poverty and luxury right beside each other. I went to my family’s sponsored child’s home. It was small, but still it was better than a lot of other homes. The alley way running up to it was cramped and had water running in it with trash thrown all over because it was right next to Nairobi’s city dump. Children have had lung problems because of the horrid stench. Yet along the roadsides I saw concrete walls with barbed wire on top and I saw large, nice looking buildings holding Kenyans and foreigners with iPads and good looking clothes. In Limuru Children’s Centre the kids who live there own a cubby 1 by 2 feet that holds all their possessions and stay in a single room that holds roughly thirteen other children. In America children have their own room or share it with a sibling and what they own barely fits in their spacious room, including mine. Other people live in mansions and have all they could ask for. Coming to Kenya has made me realize how good God has been to me and all that I own is so much more than several Kenyan children combined. If everyone owned the same amount of possessions, no one would be poor and there would be enough for everyone. Also, poor means lacking something, not necessarily material possessions. Even some people who own more are poorer than those who lack material possessions. In some ways I am poorer than the poor. I have seen that Kenyan children have more fun with less.
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3/4/12
Christian & Faith, (Mom & Dad too!)
Well said. I am soooo proud of you! I have so enjoyed reading your blog. Thank you for sharing with all of us.I felt so blessed to be included along this journey of faith and love you have taken. I felt like I was there. The pictures were awesome! Loved the Giraffes! My heart ached when I saw all the garbage all over the street and read about the conditions and how these beautiful children are suffering lung problems from living next to a dump. I could smell the garbage. I felt sick. It became very real to me. My heart broke. I truly can’t imagine.
You have learned so many life-long lessons about God,life and loving people these past 2 1/2 weeks that sadly some people never learn in their lifetime. You saw with you own eyes, heard with your ears,tasted and touched and felt in your heart and experienced so much in these past two weeks about what is “truly important.” In how it is the “giving” of ourselves that we truly “receive”.
Thank you all for the beautiful pictures of the adorable Kenyan children and sharing your interactions with them. Little Sam and adorable Josephine and Winnie! Love them!
Sometimes (often) we forget just how blessed and fortunate we are. We compare ourselves to others and long to have more “material stuff” when we know we have a Redeemer who will and does supplies all our needs. That it is all just “stuff”. We know that “less” is “more” but at times still get caught into all the trappings of this world.
Thank you for all you are doing individually and together as a family for the body of Christ, whether it be in Africa, India, or in Ewing. You are example of how we should all serve our Lord, Jesus Christ. I’m so thankful and proud to call you my friends and that you are a part of my family of Christ!
Praying now for your safe return and I can’t wait to see how God works through you.
With much love,
DT-L
” What so ever you do to the least of my brothers….you do to me” >