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We were evangelizing door to door in the hot, African sun to the people of the Meru tribe; weaving in and out of mazes of corn, coffee beans, and mango trees; and kicking up clouds of bright, red dust from the dirt paths. We migrate to the shade when we can to shield ourselves from the ultraviolet rays pounding down on our faces and shoulders. We greet old women walking down the paths carrying firewood and water jugs on their backs with a “Habari” (How are you?) and a smile. We meet children on their way to school or children who cannot afford to attend school wandering the...