The latest and funniest story from Kenya:
Saturday our team decided after morning ministry to drive into Nairobi for a movie. To fit all of us in a matatu (van) one person had to go without a seat. I was that person, which meant that when we were stopped at a police checkpoint I was stowed on the floor between seats under sweatshirts and purses only to have the driver pay the suspecting officer off… Smuggling Kate… the adventures never end here!
To update:
I love this country. I love the people. It is both breath-taking and heart-breaking here. The juxtaposition has a way of humbling and refining me. I struggle everyday, mainly against my flesh, sometimes against the powers of darkness, but I believe Romans 8 when it says that "nothing can separate [me] from the love of God".
The last month we have camped in two different villages, ministering house to house with different tribes and having fellowship gatherings in the evenings. We have had lots of Chai to drink and killed 2 sheep to feast on. We have prayed and fasted for rain and seen it rain each day for 5 days straight in the middle of a drought-stricken valley. We have seen men come to know and accept Jesus as the Christ, their Lord and Savior. We have encouraged those in famine, hardship, homelessness, sickness; the brokenhearted, the abandoned and the guilty. Praise the Lord!!! He is soooo good!!!
The rest of our time here will be spent in Kijabe ministering house to house, at schools, the hospital and an IDP camp (internally displaced persons).
Please pray for unity within my team and a continual strengthening of our relationships. Pray that discipleship, not just salvation, would come to Kenya. Pray that I would have grace for others and dive deeper into my relationships here.
Thank you for your love, support and prayers. They are felt greatly!
May you be blessed
