Imagine: smelling burning trash, food cooking from little shacks, and trash dumps.  Imagine: feeling the rough, dirty hands of children all over your skin because they have never seen a white person before.  Imagine: seeing shack after shack piled up next to one another with tin walls and locking eyes with children with no expression on their face. Imagine: hearing babies crying and Kiswahili all around you.  Imagine: being in the largest slum in the World…with one million people crammed into once place and only seeing a fourth of it and STILL being overwhelmed. ...

On the fourth of July, we had a great celebration.  The best part was not the hamburgers and hot dogs, and not even the match fireworks (ask me about it sometime, it’s awesome!).  It was the faces of the Kenyans!  Our group has grown really close to the Kenyan team that works with ICC.  It was a beautiful thing to reflect that day on how much we have grown as not two separate teams, the Kenyans and Americans, but to see how we are actually now one team working together with the love of Christ.  It has been great to see how Kenyans live and interact, but it was...

What beautiful faces!! Hello everyone:)   Not sure what to write about this time so I’ll just recap some stuff we’ve done. We’ve been doing a food fast the past couple of weeks it’s been really good. Just been eating a slice of bread for breakfast and lunch. Also we were doing a communication fast, still doing that one. I’ve learned the most threw that. Really realizing that God’s the one that really holds the solution to what’s going on in our lives and trusting in his will.   The word surrender has come up alot lately. Really...

FINALLY KIBERA! Yesterday we went to the worlds second largest slum,which is Kibera. We pass by it everyday on the way to town and I always yearn to go there. We got hooked up with a church that does sports programs like soccer and basketball with the kids. The team and I have been to a couple of different slums and all of them have been different in attitude and style. Kibera is by far the happiest. The feel is different and people seemed generally happy. I think the people are happy because of community. If they move away they would lost it. One thing I have learned in that America has...

Hiiiii! To my friends and family that is reading this: I’m alive 🙂 I’m doing great and loving Africa still! The Lord has taught me alot and I’m excited to get back to America and to put all of this in to action. Only a few more weeks…crazy! It’s been a while since I’ve blogged but I wanted to share with yall about something that happened two weeks ago.   One of the ministry things we have been doing is building a church in KIserian. The pastor of this previous church had been hurt in an accident and the church had been closed. When we first got ther...

On Wednesday (7-7-10), we visited the Fuata Nyayo slum where one of our Kenyan friends grew up.  It took us 10 min. to walk through the slum to get to the secondary school that we were speaking and singing to.  Those 10 min. felt like a lifetime.  The smells, the sounds, and the sights are difficult to describe, but I will attempt.  Trash littered the mushy, brown dirt underneath me. Sewage 10 times anything I’ve ever smelled filled my nostrils.  Women and men yelled, “Sister, sister, come buy.”  A chorus of barefoot children sang, “How...