I cannot put into words the things I want to say, memories I want to share, or stories I want to tell. I suppose I could try. But, right now, the only word that comes to mind is… ineffable.

27 Bites on my Right Elbow       The 27 bites on my right elbow testify to the fact that a mosquito net with holes in it is less than effective. My sleeping pad has been to over 15 countries, and has seen better days.  The airflow nozzle leaks air throughout the night, and so most mornings I wake up to a deflated sleeping pad and a stiff back. We lose power every night for a few hours (sometimes the whole night).  It usually happens while in the middle of cooking dinner, and so we have to grab headlights and switch from...

Her situation is desperate, and so today she decided to commit suicide. … She was walking through the town and saw a tree.  She had lost all hope, and decided that was the tree she would hang herself on.  She went to a shop and bought some rope, and was going to wait until night to do it.  While waiting, something led her down the road.  She wound up at Deliverance Church, the church we are partnering with here in Kenya.  She wrapped the rope around her waist, put her dress over it, and walked inside. … This afternoon I was in the middle of an...

Yesterday Sam, Ashley, and I were just innocently standing by the side of the road waiting for Eugene to come pick us up. When suddenly this rather tall woman approached us, speaking to us in Swahili at first because Ashley was there and they all think she’s African. We told her that we weren’t understanding so she started speaking the small amount of English she knew. She proceeded to ask us each to give 10 shillings to her daughter, we all didn’t have any money on us so we said sorry we can’t help you. But she didn’t stop there… she reached behind me...

Welcome to Kibera. The largest slum in Africa. Where no rain floods the streets, but garbage. Where it was endless metal and mud shacks yet in the distance you could see the buildings of the city. The trash…I couldn’t get over the trash. I mean garbage on the street is always common in Africa, but this was different. There was no sign of vegetation except near the railroad tracks that ran through the area, which was a good ten feet below the pathways. And even then, trash was being dug into the side of the ditch because there was no other place to put it. It was...

So I am sure that many of you have read about our hospital visits and they have surely been interesting. I am going to tell you about the vision I had for our friend Michael, that came out of a coma on friday at 3a. after praying for him all together between our team about 3 hours.     I was standing there and we were just truely thankful for the prayers God answered. So we decided to just pray over him again and this was my vision from God. God was showed me a light at the end of the tunnel, and God told me to speak this to Michael. Through a translator I told him....