Last week there was a golf tournament at RVA. One of the staff at the kid’s school put together a small par three course around the upper field. So now this spring instead of rugby cheers on the paddock, you hear cries of “Fore!” Small groups moved around the course, with a closest to the pin contest and free cokes for each hole in one. The low scorer won two free pizzas from the local Pizza Inn. Its a tiny course, but it is a lot of fun for a quick nine holes. Tennis courts are water hazards. Soccer goals are tall trees in the fairway. The wind blows across the pitch toward Mt. Longonot in the valley. You are considered in the hole when your ball is within a club length of the flag. There are no greens and the fairways are deep as rough. David and Peter have picked up clubs for almost the first time, and progress is being made by all of us in our nine iron game.
Things I’m thankful for this morning:
Trash bags– I found some biodegradable rubbish bin liners (as they call them here) and I’m happy to put them to use!
David comes back to Kenya tomorrow!
Lovely memories of the birds, the acacia trees, the sunset on the lake, from a family weekend on Lake Naivasha
The many types of birds who live here that lift our spirits with their carefree flying and jubilant songs
The kindly painter who told me that I made good chai (I nearly doubled the sugar yesterday!)
The friendly joking and laughing of the construction guys working at our house
Bright fires on chilly nights
Will is content with his job and has been commended lately for his teaching
The Lord’s reminder of all the wonderful people (specifically from ACU) who encouraged us to do missions
Sibling pairs who are friends with our girls
New kids coming to school next year and all the possibilities therein
Peter’s enthusiasm for the guitar
Coco soundtrack, especially the Spanish version
Two families who visited this summer– we appreciate you!
Cry, the Beloved Country
The repetition of the phrase “I, the LORD, have spoken!”
Carol truly grandmothering our kids
Each time one of the kids says “Thank you”
Talking to Katherine on the phone
I appreciate the teachers and staff at RVA that encourage the kids in the normal things of life. Peter looks hopeful in this picture as he takes on the highly regarded Mr. Tilly. A mountain of victory worth trying to summit.
As I type the air is filled with the echos of the African church singing an all day celebration.
It was a bit of a rough day in regards to mood in our house yesterday. I have been reading a little bit about exercise and mood enhancement, and the correlation is pretty strong that exercise is good for mental health. This is especially true in anxiety and depression. I would say those are the most common struggles of many of us, and especially those of us living in a different culture. I tend to be more optimistic if I find time to exercise, and I envy those who find it easy to do. I do not always want to exercise, much less do I find the time to do it. And this is despite knowing the positive effects. So with everyone a bit down yesterday, I decided we were going on a walk. We would go to the caves and then up to the railroad tracks. A few short steep uphill sections followed by a meandering downhill walk. We noted some clouds in the sky, but it seemed like there was more sun than clouds. The old Boy Scout in me recommended we take some jackets. It was good that we did, because just as we reached the cave, the rain came. We decided we would cross-country home, bush-wacking, avoiding steep drop-offs, spraining wrists, and ruining clothing. But we made it. And you can decide for yourself from the picture whether it had a positive affect.
Not many kids in the United States start school wearing sweaters and jackets. It is one of the weird parts of living in the southern hemisphere at 7000 feet elevation. All of the kids attend Rift Valley Academy, participating in different activities including rugby, band, art, and Model United Nations to name a few. RVA is a boarding school, but our kids live with us and walk up to the school every day. They are glad they get to go home and are not burdened by the “rules” of boarding school life. We are glad they are home, too, but can still enjoy the social life offered at school.
Thank you Stan Kwan for the photo. I am taking advantage of standing uphill in this photo to maintain height advantage.