There is so much I wish I had the time to tell you about in my blogs, but I wouldn't be able to do it all justice. A few short updates before I dive into what a boda boda is and how much fun futbol was: There was a group of us staying at PG's house as I mentioned earlier, and I forgot to mention that about two weeks ago we were moved to the house where the rest of the girls are staying. We are now all together and that is a blessing in itself. I have also been helping cook a bit, which as most of you know is not something I excell in. I've gotten the opportunity to help our cook Mary, but don't expect me to replicate anything when I return home because measuing cups are not used here, so I have no idea how much of each ingredient she actually adds. It's interesting, but hey, TIA (This Is Africa).
Boda bodas are a common form of transportation here in Kenya. They are bicycles with seats over the back tire for you to sit on. They are both fun and scary at the same time. Fun in the sense that when traveling in a big group you can get your driver to race the others, but scary at the fact that multiple times during the trip you are playing chicken with other cars and a hands length away from a matatu (van). Yesterday our group was taking boda bodas to where we have been having the crusades and Emma paid my driver off to come in last place, which was both hilarious and upsetting. But we have a lot of fun and they are actually very safe drivers, so please, don't worry about us! 🙂
Futbol aka soccer is a blast here! We played against street kids on Saturday, and even though it's been a while, I still have a little bit of skill left in me. Also team USA (with the help of one of my favorite Kenyans Simon, and a few strret kids) beat team Kenya 3-2. As much fun as playing the great game of soccer actually was, what I most enjoyed about Saturday was spending time with the street kids. These are children who have no home and are constantly sniffing glue. They sniff glue because when they are high they can no longer feel the pain of hunger due to the fact that they haven't eaten in days. It is one of the most heartbreaking things I have encountered on this trip. We play soccer with them every Saturday and then bring them back to the church with us to give them lunch. They also come back to the church on Sunday for another meal because it will be the last time they eat until the next Saturday. This is a ministry that the church has started, and I'm so grateful that we are able to help with it.
I ask that you continue to pray for my team and me, and also for these street kids. Pray that they can get off the streets and break the addiction they have to glue.
"But He said to me, 'My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.' Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses."
-2 Corinthians 12:9
