So here I am again! Today is our last day in Nairobi; tomorrow we head to Mombasa!!! Yay!!!
Our time here at Little Sisters has been so great. The time flew by so fast, I don't really know where it went. Reconnecting with the team has been so nice, though an interesting process. I developed a cold soon after I got back, so I was really tired and stuffed up for a couple of days. Due to that I definitely didn't have all of the energy that the rest of the team had, so that was really difficult and made me feel a bit ostrasized, but now I'm back and doing really well! I'm going to miss this team a lot when this is all done and over with :(
So I won't bore you all with the nitty gritty details of our time here (if you want to know I can tell you about it when I see you in the states), but I will do a little overview. We got to go to a place called Mother Teresa Orphanage, where we worked with mentally and physically disabled children and women. I was part of the "Trubidor Team", which basically just went around to all of the different wards and sang for the people there. That was a crazy experience. I wasn't expecting the people there, especially the children, to be as physically deformed and crippled as they really were. I was taken aback at first, and it was a little difficult to communicate with them since most of them don't take and just stare off into space. Some of the kids really responded to the music though, which was really cool.
We also went back to Mathare Valley where we split off into groups of 3-4 and walked around the slum, walked up to people, and asked if there was anything they wanted us to pray for. If they said yes, we would pray, and if they said no, then we would move on. Just like last time, the slums didn't really affect me at all. I didn't hate walking around and praying for people, but I didn't love it either. It was just another day I guess.
We leared about two different religions for two of the days, Hinduism and Islam. We went on a prayer walk through two different Hindu temples, where a priest talked about the religion and gave us a tour. Basically the temple hold statues that look like dolls of all different sizes, and people go in there and worship and pray to them. Apparently there are around 330 million different Hindu gods and goddesses!!! So crazy, especially compared to Islam where there is strictly only one, Allah. So for Islam day, we got to learn about the Islam religion in the morning and then we went to a mosque and kind of had a Q&A with the leader of the mosque. That was very interesting. I felt sorry for the guy, how when we asked questions he didn't know how to answer the question. You could see how he was struggling to explain things, and half of the time he never really finished his thoughts. You can tell that they lie and manipulate the religion to appeal to a western audience, like trying to tell us that women feel prettier wearing the head scarf...I think not!!! Anyway, I got to learn a lot about both of those religions, which was pretty cool.
On Sunday after church we got to go to a Masai market and buy all of our souveniers and such. That gets frusterating after awhile. At first I was really excited because I love shopping and had been waiting for this trip for weeks. I had a fun time bargaining with the natives and looking around, but you can only handle so much of people trying to make you pay too much for merchandise. After walking away from a couple people because of that, I got tired and starting paying a little bit more for things that I knew weren't worth that much just so I could get my stuff and leave. Overall it was really fun though. There are still some stuff that I wanted to get that I didn't have time for that day, but we get to go back to the City Market on our last day in Kenya, so I will try and get them then.
Tuesday was our "tourist day", so we went on a safari around Nacuru Lake. It was different from what I expected, but still fun. We saw gazelles, antelope, rhinoes, zebras, giraffes, waterbuffalo, baboons, and some other animal I don't remember the name of. Watching two people get their lunches snatched by baboons was very entertaining :)
Wednesday we went to the Focus Center, which in Kenya's version of InterVarsity. We met the staff, learned about Focus and what they do, took a tour of the compound, and then went to their Christian bookstore where we could purchase books. All of you who know me knows what that means...! All of their books were for super cheap, so obviously I couldn't help myself and bought seven books. Don't know how I am going to get them back to the states. I figure if God wants me to read these books, he will provide a way :)
Yesterday we got to visit a youth prison, which was really just a place that they stay for 4 months, no more no less. Very lax security and structure...it almost seemed like a boarding school. The youth are there for smaller crimes such as theft. We all sat mixed together for an assembly type thing, where we listened to people from the prison and our team give testimonies. There was also some singing, we performed a skit, and then we ate lunch. That was a little bit awkward since both of the inmates I was sitting next to spoke very little english. After lunch we got to go outside and play soccer and volleyball. I played volleyball, which was really fun. We were losing most of the time, but we finally won the last game we played. It was nice to see the inmates loosen up and have some fun.
Finally, today we went to AIM AIR, which is a Christian organization that flies missionaries and supplies to remote locations all around Africa. We got a tour of the hangers and offices, and then got to have a forum with a pilot, physician, media technician, and an administrator to learn more about the organization and the mission field. Overall it was pretty interesting.
Soooo...what else do I have to say? I could write about what God is teaching me, but I really want to be able to talk about that in person; it's so much better that way. What a will say is that he has taught me a lot about myself and my own character. There are also a lot of lessons that haven't been revealed to me yet, but I'm excited to discover them!!!
So tomorrow, off to Mombasa. Breakfast at 5:00am and on the bus by 6:00-6:30, then a 11-13 hour bus ride!!! Sweet!!! Can you hear the sarcasim dripping off the page right now?? Haha, but it will be fun, as long as the road stays smooth enough for me to read. We shall see!!!
Friday, July 13, 2012
Wednesday, July 4, 2012
Back With the Team!!!
Hey everyone!!! I know that it has been awhile since I last updated my blog. I didn't have any internet access where I was staying the past three weeks. Gosh, what to say...
I guess I will just say what I have been telling my teammates. My ministry assignment was good, but it was really really challenging. I redlined so many times while I was there (basically just freakin' out). There was absolutely no privacy EVER. Even at night there was members of the family sleeping in the next room, and we had no door to close. The family members would always be walking in and out of our room, so there wasn't much alone time. We were constantly on the go. We would wake up at around 8:00am, leave the house at 10:30ish, and then get back at around 7:30-8:00pm. There were 7 children in the family, then the parents, and a grandmother, plus neighbors and their children coming over every night. We would eat lunch around 3:00pm and dinner around 10:30pm, going to bed at midnight. The area is large rolling hills/mountains; very green and wet. It rained every day for the last 1.5 weeks we were there. So that is the background info I guess.
So basically our program was a lot of door-to-door evangelism, going to church members' homes to encourage them, going to schools and talking to the children from the Word and telling them the importance of education, going to church on Sunday, and that is about it. A different family from the community hosted us every day for lunch, where you are always served ugali, rice, potatoes, cabbage, japati, meat, and lots of chai.
Hmm, what do I say??? It is difficult to summarize 3 weeks worth of information. Like I said, it was really challenging. I felt very uncomfortable evangelizing the first day, and though it got easier as the days went by, it didn't get any more comfortable. The evangelizing for the most part felt very impersonal since the people we were talking to were complete strangers. However, I saw God do incredible things in that area. Truly the harvest is plentiful! Many people accepted Christ from the evangelism; at least 35-40 people, so that was really amazing to see. Even if I felt awkward or insincere when speaking, God worked through me for his glory.
I preached for the first time the first Sunday we were there. I talked about the lives of Joseph, Moses, and Gideon, showing how God can take ordinary people, no matter their weaknesses or current and past situations, and do amazing things through them. I called the sermon "From Ordinary to Extraordinary". Amazingly, when I got up to preach I was not nervous. God calmed my nerves and I was able to just enjoy the experience, going away from my notes at times and just letting God lead me. That was cool to experience. The people were very receptive, and a good number came to the front to get prayed for.
What else...? The food was really good but there was just so much of it. A lot of chai too. I got sick from the fresh milk, so I stopped drinking that and was fine for the last half of the ministry. I have never shaken so many hands in my life, or met so many people. I have also never been stared at so much before. We stuck out a lot. We climbed mountains every day for our ministry, so I now have legs of steel.
There is so much more to tell, but it is hard to explain on the internet, so I will share stories when I get back. Right now I am back with my team in Nairobi at a retreat center called Little Sisters. I have running water and a toilet again. My hot shower this morning was the best thing ever :) We got back to Nairobi yesterday afternoon, so we are having a rest day today. That is good, because I need time to myself to sit and reflect and recharge. I will update you all on what is going on again when I get the chance, so for now I will just say I miss you and love you all!!!
I guess I will just say what I have been telling my teammates. My ministry assignment was good, but it was really really challenging. I redlined so many times while I was there (basically just freakin' out). There was absolutely no privacy EVER. Even at night there was members of the family sleeping in the next room, and we had no door to close. The family members would always be walking in and out of our room, so there wasn't much alone time. We were constantly on the go. We would wake up at around 8:00am, leave the house at 10:30ish, and then get back at around 7:30-8:00pm. There were 7 children in the family, then the parents, and a grandmother, plus neighbors and their children coming over every night. We would eat lunch around 3:00pm and dinner around 10:30pm, going to bed at midnight. The area is large rolling hills/mountains; very green and wet. It rained every day for the last 1.5 weeks we were there. So that is the background info I guess.
So basically our program was a lot of door-to-door evangelism, going to church members' homes to encourage them, going to schools and talking to the children from the Word and telling them the importance of education, going to church on Sunday, and that is about it. A different family from the community hosted us every day for lunch, where you are always served ugali, rice, potatoes, cabbage, japati, meat, and lots of chai.
Hmm, what do I say??? It is difficult to summarize 3 weeks worth of information. Like I said, it was really challenging. I felt very uncomfortable evangelizing the first day, and though it got easier as the days went by, it didn't get any more comfortable. The evangelizing for the most part felt very impersonal since the people we were talking to were complete strangers. However, I saw God do incredible things in that area. Truly the harvest is plentiful! Many people accepted Christ from the evangelism; at least 35-40 people, so that was really amazing to see. Even if I felt awkward or insincere when speaking, God worked through me for his glory.
I preached for the first time the first Sunday we were there. I talked about the lives of Joseph, Moses, and Gideon, showing how God can take ordinary people, no matter their weaknesses or current and past situations, and do amazing things through them. I called the sermon "From Ordinary to Extraordinary". Amazingly, when I got up to preach I was not nervous. God calmed my nerves and I was able to just enjoy the experience, going away from my notes at times and just letting God lead me. That was cool to experience. The people were very receptive, and a good number came to the front to get prayed for.
What else...? The food was really good but there was just so much of it. A lot of chai too. I got sick from the fresh milk, so I stopped drinking that and was fine for the last half of the ministry. I have never shaken so many hands in my life, or met so many people. I have also never been stared at so much before. We stuck out a lot. We climbed mountains every day for our ministry, so I now have legs of steel.
There is so much more to tell, but it is hard to explain on the internet, so I will share stories when I get back. Right now I am back with my team in Nairobi at a retreat center called Little Sisters. I have running water and a toilet again. My hot shower this morning was the best thing ever :) We got back to Nairobi yesterday afternoon, so we are having a rest day today. That is good, because I need time to myself to sit and reflect and recharge. I will update you all on what is going on again when I get the chance, so for now I will just say I miss you and love you all!!!
Tuesday, June 12, 2012
Off to Kipkelion!!!
So here I am again. I'm sitting in a cybercafe in Ngong writing this post before I leave for my assignment tomorrow. I will talk about that more later. First I am going to write out one of my journal entries to give you all an update.
We went on a scavenger hunt in Nairobi this last Thursday. I was in a group with Hannah, Ben, and a guy named John and one of the Kenyan students Flora. I had been feeling really lonely and frustrated leading up to this, so it was nice to be surrounded by people I am comfortable with. I bought a raspberry colored kikoya (like a shawl type thing that can also be used as a skirt) in the City Market. I actually really like wearing it. Wrapping it around me gives me a bit of comfort.
The market was pretty crazy. Everybody is trying to call you over to buy their stuff. Since I am a mzungu, they love to try and sell me things for way over their actual value. They like to call me "Sister" and they say things like "Don't worry, I will give you a good deal...I will show that you are welcome in Kenya" or variations thereof. It was a little overwhelming, and I think I am a little too nice and soft-spoken for that type of thing, but I am excited to go back. I found that I had to say "Sitaki leo" a lot, which means "not today", so they usually listened to that. We won't be able to go back until after our ministry assignment though, so it won't be for awhile.
On Wednesday after Mathare Valley we went to Sanctuary of Hope, which is a home for children from the slums. They sang to us and recited poetry, and afterwards we got to play with them for awhile. Unfortunately, I was not one of those people playing with the kids. I felt very awkward and I didn't know what to do, so I just stood and watched everyone else enjoy being with the children. That situation kind of bummed me out, because in my mind I pictured the children swarming to me and me laughing and picking up the children and playing with them. That was one expectation that was definitely broken. I guess even in Kenya I feel awkward around kids lol.
Pastors from the Masai village that were staying at the Watakatifu Wote Senta with us led us in their style of worship for their last night here. There was a lot of clapping and jumping up and down. I enjoyed it a lot, seeing how much joy and liveliness they have in their worship. There are times when I wish my church worshiped like that.
On Sunday we went into groups to different churches around Ngong. My group walked around for probably an hour without ever finding the church that was assigned to us. Instead we just went to a random church that we stumbled upon during our wandering. The church was pretty small, so we definitely stuck out. We tried to spread out among the congregation to make us a little less overwhelming. There was a lot of singing, and like the Masai there was so much joy in the worship. About half of the songs were in English and half were in Swahili, but it was fun nevertheless. Also, instead of a choir doing performances, the Sunday school kids got up with the worship team and danced a choreographed dance to the songs. Of course the movements were simple, but it was very cool to see and experience. After that a group of the kids danced to a recorded song, and then after that 5 high school students danced to a recorded song. Apparently dance is pretty big in Kenya among the younger folk. Before the sermon my group was asked to come up and greet the congregation. We performed part of "How He Loves", and then we each introduced ourselves in Swahili. Basically it went like this: "Bwana Asafiwe! Ninaitwa Britni. Nimeokoka." which means "Praise the Lord! My name is Britni. I am saved." Pretty simple, but that's all you really need to say. It was amazing to see how much the churches in Kenya love visitors. The pastor made a whole speech about how we were angels sent to them to bless them. They were extremely welcoming. You don't see that kind of stuff in America, at least not in the churches that I have been to. Then, for the sermon, Joshua, one of the Kenyan students on our team, actually got up and gave the sermon. He had no clue that he was going to do it, but he just got up and did it. He was incredible! It was impressive to see how passionately and eloquently he spoke. I hope that I will be even a fraction that good when I have to give my sermons.
After church Pastor Elvis insisted that we stayed for chai. They made chai for us and served us slices of bread. It is insane how hospitable Kenyans are. They brought out chairs for us in the lawn and set them up in a circle so that we could talk. The boys in our group got into a discussion about how the Kenyan students had taught them how to open bottles of Coke with their teeth, and John stated how he could open one with his wedding ring. Elvis was so amazed by that statement that he gave money to one of the men of the church and had him buy a Coke for John just so he could see it done. He was hilarious lol.
Alright, so now to the juicy stuff. I got my ministry assignment yesterday afternoon. Even though I was so sure that I was going to be placed in the slums, that is not what God had for me. Instead, I am going to be working in Kipkelion, which is in the southwestern part of Kenya. I will be partners with a girl named Sarah Stickney. Mostly, from what I understand, we will be preaching on Sundays, doing house visits and evangelism, going to Christian Union meetings, and going to prayer groups. I will be finding out more tonight. The pastor that we are going to be living with is at the Watakatifu Wote Senta. He came in yesterday night. All of the pastors are coming to get training on how to take care of us weak and stomach sensitive Americans ;) He seems really nice, so I am excited to get going. I will be doing everything that I am scared of doing on this assignment, so it will be a great learning experience and a chance to grow in my faith. What could be more exciting about that?
We went on a scavenger hunt in Nairobi this last Thursday. I was in a group with Hannah, Ben, and a guy named John and one of the Kenyan students Flora. I had been feeling really lonely and frustrated leading up to this, so it was nice to be surrounded by people I am comfortable with. I bought a raspberry colored kikoya (like a shawl type thing that can also be used as a skirt) in the City Market. I actually really like wearing it. Wrapping it around me gives me a bit of comfort.
The market was pretty crazy. Everybody is trying to call you over to buy their stuff. Since I am a mzungu, they love to try and sell me things for way over their actual value. They like to call me "Sister" and they say things like "Don't worry, I will give you a good deal...I will show that you are welcome in Kenya" or variations thereof. It was a little overwhelming, and I think I am a little too nice and soft-spoken for that type of thing, but I am excited to go back. I found that I had to say "Sitaki leo" a lot, which means "not today", so they usually listened to that. We won't be able to go back until after our ministry assignment though, so it won't be for awhile.
On Wednesday after Mathare Valley we went to Sanctuary of Hope, which is a home for children from the slums. They sang to us and recited poetry, and afterwards we got to play with them for awhile. Unfortunately, I was not one of those people playing with the kids. I felt very awkward and I didn't know what to do, so I just stood and watched everyone else enjoy being with the children. That situation kind of bummed me out, because in my mind I pictured the children swarming to me and me laughing and picking up the children and playing with them. That was one expectation that was definitely broken. I guess even in Kenya I feel awkward around kids lol.
Pastors from the Masai village that were staying at the Watakatifu Wote Senta with us led us in their style of worship for their last night here. There was a lot of clapping and jumping up and down. I enjoyed it a lot, seeing how much joy and liveliness they have in their worship. There are times when I wish my church worshiped like that.
On Sunday we went into groups to different churches around Ngong. My group walked around for probably an hour without ever finding the church that was assigned to us. Instead we just went to a random church that we stumbled upon during our wandering. The church was pretty small, so we definitely stuck out. We tried to spread out among the congregation to make us a little less overwhelming. There was a lot of singing, and like the Masai there was so much joy in the worship. About half of the songs were in English and half were in Swahili, but it was fun nevertheless. Also, instead of a choir doing performances, the Sunday school kids got up with the worship team and danced a choreographed dance to the songs. Of course the movements were simple, but it was very cool to see and experience. After that a group of the kids danced to a recorded song, and then after that 5 high school students danced to a recorded song. Apparently dance is pretty big in Kenya among the younger folk. Before the sermon my group was asked to come up and greet the congregation. We performed part of "How He Loves", and then we each introduced ourselves in Swahili. Basically it went like this: "Bwana Asafiwe! Ninaitwa Britni. Nimeokoka." which means "Praise the Lord! My name is Britni. I am saved." Pretty simple, but that's all you really need to say. It was amazing to see how much the churches in Kenya love visitors. The pastor made a whole speech about how we were angels sent to them to bless them. They were extremely welcoming. You don't see that kind of stuff in America, at least not in the churches that I have been to. Then, for the sermon, Joshua, one of the Kenyan students on our team, actually got up and gave the sermon. He had no clue that he was going to do it, but he just got up and did it. He was incredible! It was impressive to see how passionately and eloquently he spoke. I hope that I will be even a fraction that good when I have to give my sermons.
After church Pastor Elvis insisted that we stayed for chai. They made chai for us and served us slices of bread. It is insane how hospitable Kenyans are. They brought out chairs for us in the lawn and set them up in a circle so that we could talk. The boys in our group got into a discussion about how the Kenyan students had taught them how to open bottles of Coke with their teeth, and John stated how he could open one with his wedding ring. Elvis was so amazed by that statement that he gave money to one of the men of the church and had him buy a Coke for John just so he could see it done. He was hilarious lol.
Alright, so now to the juicy stuff. I got my ministry assignment yesterday afternoon. Even though I was so sure that I was going to be placed in the slums, that is not what God had for me. Instead, I am going to be working in Kipkelion, which is in the southwestern part of Kenya. I will be partners with a girl named Sarah Stickney. Mostly, from what I understand, we will be preaching on Sundays, doing house visits and evangelism, going to Christian Union meetings, and going to prayer groups. I will be finding out more tonight. The pastor that we are going to be living with is at the Watakatifu Wote Senta. He came in yesterday night. All of the pastors are coming to get training on how to take care of us weak and stomach sensitive Americans ;) He seems really nice, so I am excited to get going. I will be doing everything that I am scared of doing on this assignment, so it will be a great learning experience and a chance to grow in my faith. What could be more exciting about that?
Thursday, June 7, 2012
Chai Runs In My Blood
Hello everybody!!! Habari! (This means how are you). This is now my fourth day in Kenya, and I am writing this entry in a cybercafe. I took me about 20 minutes just to log on to my blog page, so I am afraid that this blog is going to have to be very short (we only get 30 minutes).
A lot has happened since I have arrived here. The Kenyans are so wonderful, so much more welcoming and inviting than Americans are. The culture in Kenya is very much relational and spiritual. The pace is very slow, and time does not matter as much. Unlike in America when we just say "hi" and continue walking, Kenyans want to have a conversation with you, even if you are a complete stranger. They love to get to know you and hear about your family and culture, and they love sharing about theirs as well. I have found this very refreshing, but also kind of difficult. I am not the kind of person that walks up to random people and starts conversations. The Kenyan's english is British, so it is very difficult to understand them sometimes. I have often found that when people on the street are talking to me I don't know if they are speaking English or Swahili! I have loved the people that I have met so far though.
Yesterday we went to Nathare Valley in Nairobi, which is one of the major slums in Kenya. It was definitely something that I have never experienced before. The houses are made of tin, and often the roofs are so low that they only go up to my shoulders, if even that. The houses are very close together and have only one room in them. The streets are filthy and covered in trash. The kids were absolutely adorable. The first English phrase that they learn in "How are you?", so when they see white people, the little children all start chanting "How are you? How are you"? They love to take your hand and walk through the streets with you.
If I had more time, I would tell you all about my feelings and the spiritual battles I have been facing, but I will not be able to go into much depth. Hopefully I will be able to next time. All I can say is that honestly I have not been feeling much sorrow over the things that I have seen, which has been unexpected. I have discovered that I observe, and I ask questions, but I do not feel much emotion over the things that I have seen. I don't necessarily see it as a really bad thing though. I am learning that we each respond to things like this differently. God has made us each to be individuals, so it is ok when we don't all feel the same things. I do love Kenya and I am excited to see more, especially finding out what my assignment is going to be.
Oh yes, I know many will be wondering about the food, especially my family. The food is actually really good so far. We have two chai tea times a day, one being in between each of the main meals. Tea time comes with food, so I am always full, especially since the main meals are so huge. I would usually eat half of what they people serve me, but I have been able to finish everything. Except for the yams during one of the chai tea times. The server gave me two big pieces, and I could only finish the first one and get a little bit into the second. I was starting to gag and feel sick, so I decided it wasn't worth the fight at the moment. The chai by the way is very good. I actually kind of look forward to drinking it now. It wasn't that great the first time I tried it, but it has started to grow on me. That is good since we have it so often!
Well, I have to meet up with the rest of my team soon, so I will update my blog again when I find out what my three week assignment is. Until then!!!
A lot has happened since I have arrived here. The Kenyans are so wonderful, so much more welcoming and inviting than Americans are. The culture in Kenya is very much relational and spiritual. The pace is very slow, and time does not matter as much. Unlike in America when we just say "hi" and continue walking, Kenyans want to have a conversation with you, even if you are a complete stranger. They love to get to know you and hear about your family and culture, and they love sharing about theirs as well. I have found this very refreshing, but also kind of difficult. I am not the kind of person that walks up to random people and starts conversations. The Kenyan's english is British, so it is very difficult to understand them sometimes. I have often found that when people on the street are talking to me I don't know if they are speaking English or Swahili! I have loved the people that I have met so far though.
Yesterday we went to Nathare Valley in Nairobi, which is one of the major slums in Kenya. It was definitely something that I have never experienced before. The houses are made of tin, and often the roofs are so low that they only go up to my shoulders, if even that. The houses are very close together and have only one room in them. The streets are filthy and covered in trash. The kids were absolutely adorable. The first English phrase that they learn in "How are you?", so when they see white people, the little children all start chanting "How are you? How are you"? They love to take your hand and walk through the streets with you.
If I had more time, I would tell you all about my feelings and the spiritual battles I have been facing, but I will not be able to go into much depth. Hopefully I will be able to next time. All I can say is that honestly I have not been feeling much sorrow over the things that I have seen, which has been unexpected. I have discovered that I observe, and I ask questions, but I do not feel much emotion over the things that I have seen. I don't necessarily see it as a really bad thing though. I am learning that we each respond to things like this differently. God has made us each to be individuals, so it is ok when we don't all feel the same things. I do love Kenya and I am excited to see more, especially finding out what my assignment is going to be.
Oh yes, I know many will be wondering about the food, especially my family. The food is actually really good so far. We have two chai tea times a day, one being in between each of the main meals. Tea time comes with food, so I am always full, especially since the main meals are so huge. I would usually eat half of what they people serve me, but I have been able to finish everything. Except for the yams during one of the chai tea times. The server gave me two big pieces, and I could only finish the first one and get a little bit into the second. I was starting to gag and feel sick, so I decided it wasn't worth the fight at the moment. The chai by the way is very good. I actually kind of look forward to drinking it now. It wasn't that great the first time I tried it, but it has started to grow on me. That is good since we have it so often!
Well, I have to meet up with the rest of my team soon, so I will update my blog again when I find out what my three week assignment is. Until then!!!
Sunday, May 27, 2012
The Early Bird Gets the Worm...or the Flight
Hi everyone! So, this is my blog for my missions trip to Kenya. I should be able to update it at least once a week, so I'm pretty excited about that.
It is the night before my mom and I leave for NYC. We have to leave the house at 4:40am, so I won't be getting much sleep tonight, but I guess that's what makes it exciting! Packing for Kenya was harder than I thought it would be. We barely got everything to fit inside the suitcase (there was much pushing and pulling and smashing involved) and the scale showed that I have around 2.5 pounds to spare, which does nothing to ease my nerves. Oh well, everything will work out for the best. This whole day has been pretty stressful, and I about had a nervous breakdown. I finally was able to finish my first sermon for the trip after much tweaking and numerous additions (about 2 pages more), but I still have one more sermon left to write!!! I just have to put it in God's hands and trust that it will get done. Well, as it is 9:49pm, I should probably go take my shower and make sure everything is ready to go for tomorrow. Peace & Blessings! Haha ;-) (I hope somebody gets that!)
It is the night before my mom and I leave for NYC. We have to leave the house at 4:40am, so I won't be getting much sleep tonight, but I guess that's what makes it exciting! Packing for Kenya was harder than I thought it would be. We barely got everything to fit inside the suitcase (there was much pushing and pulling and smashing involved) and the scale showed that I have around 2.5 pounds to spare, which does nothing to ease my nerves. Oh well, everything will work out for the best. This whole day has been pretty stressful, and I about had a nervous breakdown. I finally was able to finish my first sermon for the trip after much tweaking and numerous additions (about 2 pages more), but I still have one more sermon left to write!!! I just have to put it in God's hands and trust that it will get done. Well, as it is 9:49pm, I should probably go take my shower and make sure everything is ready to go for tomorrow. Peace & Blessings! Haha ;-) (I hope somebody gets that!)
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