Classes have let out here for Term One in most schools. Legacy is closed. Tait’s going back home to Maasailand and her manyatta. Katty’s school had a special “dress-up” day today to close out their term. Kat goes to a British school nearby made up of mostly Kenyan and Indian students - with a few expats. She chose to dress up as a Ballerina Princess, of course. The child oozes with princessness -
she’s absolutely adorable.
Still nostalgic and sentimental, I’m posting random photos taken today and yesterday - for memories sake. I’m also putting up a piece I wrote on our first furlough in the States way back when. And tomorrow, I’ll put up a piece written during our first term. I chose the one tomorrow “I surrender all - yeah, right” because it mentions a seminar I gave at the Mutange’s day-school for their teachers some time back. And, as I mentioned earlier, I’m fund-raising-challenged and yet I’ve also hoped to be involved with an orphanage project (big problem). But God is bigger than my big problems. And I got an email yesterday from an incredibly talented friend in the States who says that God has prompted him to raise the funds (something I can so see God doing through him - the guy has been given communication skills that can relate the needs here to so many people) - and he wants to start an orphanage through World Orphans [click for link here] (partnering with East West/us) in Kitale. And it will be nationally run (as is the excellent policy of World Orphans) and church-based. Totally cool. I’m psyched! And he wants Judith Mutange and her husband to run it. Judith was a student of Brian’s at the Bible College some time back. Way neat.
And while it’s not yet in writing - I do hope God will continue to open these doors as there are so so so many orphans here. Just two days ago I took a 15 year old girl to the hospital who is pregnant - and I seriously doubt she’s pregnant by a reciprocal relationship, poor thing. She was encouraged to abort the baby by those around her. I have encouraged her not to. She doesn’t want to - or to abandon the baby - but she’ll need help in finishing her school and feeding her baby. Which I hope I will be able to do, if God allows us to continue to be here. Otherwise, her baby may end up on the streets like so many others - abandoned . . . with not enough homes to care for them as well as those abandoned by HIV/AIDS, malaria, tribal warring and the subsequent death of their parents.
