Treasure in Jars of Clay

May 29 |

If you think about it our bodies are amazing. Life itself can be pondered as to its origin and never be fully comprehended. Our bodies and minds have incredible ability, to create, to regenerate and to heal. Young children seem to be made of rubber, able to bounce, fall and trip, just to cry for a bit and run to do it again. Bones heal and scars tend to fade. If we could, I wonder how we would chose to create ourselves? Perhaps with the strength of the lowly ant, who can lift 15 times its weight. Maybe with the lung capacity of a whale, the speed of a cheetah, the endurance of a wolf, the insulation of an emperor penguin, the outward protection of a turtle (if that was possible to do and still look the same), the ability to fly, have a photographic memory, compute like a super-computer, and live healthy lives for as long as we desired. The reality is that we are far from those ‘ideals’. 

Week of May 26-June1

May 27 |

 Ongoing Prayer Requests Please pray for the street kids of Mombasa Please pray for our home church- FBC Please pray for us to continue to build relationships here Please pray for our team here Please pray for our family-especially our children New Prayer Requests: Please pray for our church this week as some legal matters

The True Injustice

May 23 |
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Erika praying for Maria

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Mama and Steven

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Young boy receiving some milk

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Pastor greeting us as we arrive

It’s easy in our day to day lives and unfortunately in the post-modern, politically correct, morally-relative culture we are forced to live in, to be blind of the true injustices going on just around the corner.  Especially as Christian followers of Jesus, we get sucked into the worldly perspectives forgetting what it says in James: “Religion that God our Father accepts as pure and faultless is this: to look after orphans and widows in their distress and to keep oneself from being polluted by the world.” James 1:27

Today I was given a real, tangible reminder of this verse.  Walking through the streets of downtown Mombasa, passing the matatu stations, the barrage of shops, and the clean dressed people, it’s hard to believe that just two blocks over live a group of people-homeless, sick, and starving.  Pass by the members only sports club, past the pile of trash and you arrive at what seems like the edge of the world.  There’s no reason to go there, nothing exciting to see, and far from the tourist sights and shops.  That is where they live, the street boys and girls-babies too.

Week of May 19-25

May 21 |

Ongoing Prayer Requests Please pray for the street kids of Mombasa Please pray for our home church- FBC Please pray for us to continue to build relationships here Please pray for our team here Please pray for our family-especially our children New Prayer Requests One of our team members has family battling cancer.  Please pray

A Day at the Market

May 18 |

Living in a guest flat has its advantages as well as its disadvantages.  We’ve stayed in two so far while in Mombasa, and each one has it’s own quirks, kinks, and insect issues. It’s Africa.  We count it a blessing that we have a roof over our heads, but sometimes what lies underneath can be quite interesting!  The biggest headache of our current guest flat is the tiny mini-fridge.  It means more frequent trips to the grocery store and market, up to four times in a week!  But sometimes those headaches can also bring the blessing of friendship.

Soon after arriving to Mombasa, I was introduced to the “Markete.”  There are two large buildings near the center of town where most goods are sold(outside of the traditional stores).  It is a bustling place with loud noises, shouting, vendors trying to shake your hand to lure you into their shops, and a myriad of smells.  Some good and some downright unpleasant, mostly from the adjacent meat building with it’s “fresh” cuts.  Tuk tuks and delivery trucks maneuver through areas I can barely walk through!

The Not Moving Day-Surrendering the lead

May 15 |

You would think that I’d learned my lesson by now, but I haven’t.  What is the lesson I should have learned,  you ask?  Oh it’s a simple one really- God knows better than me!  Or is it, that He’s God and I’m not?!  No, that’s another story. 😛 Let’s stick to one lesson at a time!  Okay, this will be a wild ride so please make sure : 1. you are sitting 2. are not planning to eat or drink , as it may have a tendency to come out your nose at various times during this story 3. you laugh, cry, and share any other emotion at the appointed time.  Let’s begin.

A Look Back After Two Months In Kenya

May 10 |

As I reflect upon all that has transpired in a rather brief 60 day period, it is amazing to see all that we have seen and had the pleasure to be a part of.  We expected to spend most of our time simply getting acclimated to our new home and surroundings, but what we found happening was God again and again drawing us into relationship with a myriad of people.

Month one had us living in the MAC flat maintained by World Venture, living next to one of our team members and helping to welcome two other short-term singles.  We learned quickly how to get around by tuk tuks and matatus, buy groceries, shop in the market, and deal with the HEAT. 🙂  Meeting the street boys of Mombasa early, brought an instant connection for Trenton and playing soccer with them earned their respect.  Finding a place to worship on Sunday, aided in this new location feeling much more like home.  We capped off our first month by visiting our friends from Nairobi while they vacationed in Watamu.

To whom do you turn?

May 8 |

One of the issues that a number of the boys are facing is where to get their meals. True to form, the governmental program that was providing meals to about 50 boys is now shutting down. Amidst corruption and mismanagement, the ability to care for the poor is nearly impossible for the government. This leaves those that have no means of providing for themselves very few options. Some of the boys have a place to live, albeit very meager and somewhat cramped quarters (provided by Missionaries). Some are now being sent to secondary school (which is not free) by gracious donors in the states. But what to do about food? It is one of the more challenging aspects of trusting God for all things. And it is a lesson which the boys have and are continuing to learn.