Trusting in God

Well we’ve spent the last two weeks in Kithe and Nkubu one week in each and both in the Meru district. We stayed at an orphanage/church in Kithe doing door to door ministry. Now since we are sixteen in number we will usually split into groups according to how many translators we have. For the first two days we had a translator/preacher by the name of Titus who was on fire on wanting to share the gospel to people. So pretty much everyone we came across we would share something or pray for them. Once again the people there are very hospitable, always very welcoming and giving us tea or mangoes or any other fruits that they had. Were it says in Hebrews 13:2 “Do not neglect to show hospitality to strangers, for thereby some have entertained angels unawares.” I think Africa has got this down pat and that the western culture could learn a thing or two from it.
After our week in Kithe we moved to Nkubu which was a little over thirty minute drive from there.  And boy was it nice. There were trees everywhere, a whole bunch of banana ones, coffee, mango and then of course you got your maze growing (which is the African corn here) we also saw some oranges and lemons trees as well. Then we even got some of our own rooms where two to three shared and then there was electricity and outlets. So the team was pretty stoked about it all. We had four translators who were all pastors so we split into groups and did some more door to door ministry.
Now I was getting more and more frustrated with the whole door to door thing. I mean I am just not that kind of a person to just walk up to some strangers house and ask them if they are saved or not, now that’s not exactly how we did it, but it was generally the jist of it. I relate much better to others if I’m doing something with them rather than just walking up and trying to talk to them. Then the fact that they speak another language doesn’t help. Then when it comes to religion I only really like to talk about it with someone if I have gotten to know them for a little while, I like to show it and just do it rather than talking about it. So the past few weeks or really the whole trip have been a bit of a struggle in that area. I can handle everything else fine, eating and drinking any food put in front of me, not getting to take a shower for two weeks, the temperature, living with my teammates, not knowing what’s going on about 75% of the time all of that I have no  problem with. When it comes to sharing the gospel though, I don’t really have a clue on what to do. I have gotten some encouragement though from the people here. After talking to Sospeter (Sos Peter, we just called him Sos for short) who was our translator for the first two weeks in Massi land and Margret our cook. And just the fact that this is Africa and this is how they do it here, at least in Kenya door to door is a big thing. Then also the people here are always very thankful for us and telling us that we aren’t doing it in vain and that we will be blessed for doing what we are doing. So that has definitely helped to hear that from them. Then also just seeing their faith and how much joy some of them have for how little that they have, meeting hundred year old women praising God. We’ve got so much back in the States that we almost forget how much we need God and all that we do have can get in the way of our relationship with Him. So I’ve just kind of come to the point in which I may not really know what to say or do, but what I do know is that God loves every one and that I’m here to show it to anyone and everyone and I leave the rest to God.
After our two weeks we headed back to Kijabe, which was about an eight hour drive or so, packed in a matatu with our trusty driver John. We’ll be staying in Kijabe for two weeks so that we can catch up on some rest, although we will still be doing ministry here working at the hospital. I can’t wait to see the next tribe and spend two weeks with them and to see what God has in store for me and the team.