Author: Adventures

Animals in our kitchen

It’s difficult to write blogs now that living in Africa has become my normal, day to day life.   I am used to washing my clothes in buckets and hanging them to dry outside. Used to hearing “Mzungu! Mzungu!”  as I walk down the streets. To walking down to Dorothy's Supa Duka or to the nearby gas station to purchase a Coca-Cola for 30 shillings.  I am used to the birds in the kitchen and the monkeys in the trees. To the sound of screams and chairs slamming in the middle of the night as the locals celebrate goals while watching the soccer game...

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Prisoners Set Free!

Prisons are scary. They're filled with bad people. They might hurt me if I look at them or move the wrong way. These were the immediate, hasty assumptions that flooded my mind when I heard we'd be visiting the women's prison…then especially when I heard we'd also be going to the men's maximum security prison. As I walked into the prison, though, my worries were put to rest as I realized that these inmates are real people who just made a mistake at some point in their life (just like we all do). We visited the women first, and it was not at all like I expected....

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Rag Tag Bunch

Walking into the Atlanta airport, I was greeted by a scene that you don’t easily forget. Not because of what it looks like, but more because the feeling you get the second you step foot into the group. The only word that could properly describe that feeling would be awkward.   I approached a group of around 60 – 80 college age students strewn on the floor of the atrium beneath a hovering dinosaur statue as they all did their best to give a good first impression. I was instantly surrounded by awkward giggles, and side glances every which way of people looking...

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Sheep Amidst The Wolves

Something smells. As I sit here on a rickety metal bed, trying to think of what to write a blog about, I realise it is my shirt that smells, my shirt that I have been wearing since Saturday. Our laundry has been out since Monday, so I am a bit short on clothes to wear. But smells nor laundry are the reason I am writing. Kijabe leaves me, at times, wrestling with myself over what to do for ministry, or, whether what I have been doing as ministry has really been a ministry at all. It can be discouraging at times, to think "Was any of that really ministry? What difference did...

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The Best Birthday.

Today, I received the best birthday presents ever, a bold voice and the opportunity to rejoice with angels in heaven… This past week, we were going door to door- evangelizing to the people in Rare, Kenya. Door to door evangelism has been something I have struggled with because I am very shy and it’s hard for me to speak out while we are in the homes of strangers. However, last Wednesday was different. Our translator, Simon introduced us to a group of women who were sitting outside braiding each others hair. All of them said they were saved, except one, named...

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Waterfall Adventure!

After nearly two hours of rocky, side-swaying roads, we arrived at the Turkana tribe in the town of Rare Tuesday afternoon. After setting up our tents and enjoying a hearty meal made with love by Mama Margaret, a few of the team set out in search of the infamous waterfall. We knew we could hear water streaming from afar, now it was just time to go find it. Little did we know this would turn into a great adventure. We ducked under a sketchy barbed wire fence, meandered over some rocks, jumped across a stream, then hiked a bit until we were surrounded by jungle-like trees. It took tons of...

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