First few days in Africa

Thank you, friends, for praying for our family as we arrived to Kenya and started life here in Kijabe. Our flights were smooth and on time and all of our luggage arrived at once in Nairobi. The first night we took a couple of vans to a mission guest house and tried to sleep. The next morning one driver came to pick up our luggage and take it on to Kijabe. The other, a super friendly and well-spoken Kenyan, like Ronnie in Costa Rica (some people will understand), picked us up and took us to a super nice shopping center in a part of town called Karen. Yes, that is named after Karen Blixen of Out of Africa fame. I had no idea that she owned so much land in what is now part of Nairobi— I imagined it much farther out. After shopping for groceries and setting up our in-country phones, we drove north through surprisingly lush forested land. Upon arriving in Kijabe, our new friend Philip said that we could not spend the night in our house, but he had been directed to the house next door. The hospital maintenance crew had varnished our floor that morning and they were still wet. The kids ran down to meet Chardonnay, our new yellow lab. She is a beautiful dog.

On Friday morning we opened all the windows and aired out the house, then started the unpacking. It felt so good to make the home our own and to start to get settled. Will did a lot of work today while I was at new teacher inservice, so we are nearly moved in. All the kids were enthusiastic about setting up their rooms in their own style. Friday, Saturday, and Sunday nights we had dinner with a missionary family from the hospital. I imagine that they each hosted the other new family, our new next door neighbor, on the following night. It was an encouraging treat to be in their homes and hear their stories of God’s faithfulness and the kids have met several new friends who will be in their classes.

During the days we have had lovely cool weather to explore the garden, walk with the new dog, and explore a little. Various families and kids have stopped by the door to introduce themselves. As I write, Annie is at a “sixth grade hangout” at the school. The boys have been riding their bikes down the red dirt roads around the station.

God has blessed us in so many ways, large and small. Your prayers have certainly been effective.

Please keep praying, especially for the Kenyan elections that will take place tomorrow. Everyone here is praying for a peaceful transition of power and for tribal cooperation. Join us in prayer for safety for all. Thanks for all that you are to us.

Settling in.

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Come Sunday

Bring a Friend

This Sunday is our last planned get together in Dallas. Please come if you can! We would like to see you. If you know people who would be interested in knowing more about what we are doing or who are interested in missions in general, please feel bring to bring them. We are always happy to meet more people and make new friends.

Date:  May 21 from  3:30 PM to 5:30 PM
Location:  The home of David and Carol Smith, 5914 Bent Trail, Dallas, TX 75248

We hope to see you!

A Dream So Big

I have been listening to an Audible book called A Dream So Big, by Steve Peifer, in which he tells the story of his time at Rift Valley Academy. Because he refused to allow himself to grow numb to the struggles and poverty of the people, he ended up being used as God’s instrument to do some amazing things. I find one thing that he kept preaching to himself very challenging. He refused to allow himself to become hardened. When we were in Curahuasi, everyone was so poor, (and frankly many times they were annoying – like the 4 kids who knocked on our door every night just as we sat down to eat dinner asking for money – even though I knew their mother was a drunk and I had witnessed her throwing rocks at her kids in the street – so how messed up was I to get hardened to that sort of pain in those kids lives), that I mostly failed at not becoming insensitive to the suffering. It was so common that it almost came to seem normal.  I want to fight against it, if I can emotionally manage it, when we are in Kenya. I also enjoy the book because it gives a good snapshot into what some of our life will be like on Kijabe station in regards to Rift Valley Academy. Below is another video, and you can see Steve Peifer interviewed in the middle of it.

Support Information

We get questions sometimes about how to send support for our work in Kenya, so I thought I should lay it out clearly. We are thankful for our supporters. You are in our hearts and minds more than you may realize.

If you are interested in contributing to our work at Kijabe Mission Hospital and Rift Valley Academy you can donate in two ways. The first is through a written check to:

Christian Health Service Corps
P.O. Box 132
Fruitvale, TX 75127
Designate account # 103 on the “memo” line

or

Go to the following link to donate online
https://secure.acceptiva.com/?cst=4f65bc

A Reminder

Just a reminder that these upcoming two weekends and again toward the end of May we will be having a few reunions to say “Hello” and “Thank you”. They will all be come and go as you please. We just want to see you! We can talk about what has been going on in Peru, and we can explain what we will be doing in Kenya. Here are the dates and information.

Date:  April 30 from 3:30 PM to 5:30 PM
Location:  The home of Ruth Caire, 1224 Cloverdale Drive, Richardson, TX 75080

Date:  May 6 from 3:30 PM to 5:30 PM
Location: The home of Matt and Michelle Murphy, 278 English Oaks Circle, Boerne, TX 78006

Date:  May 21 from  3:30 PM to 5:30 PM
Location:  The home of David and Carol Smith, 5914 Bent Trail, Dallas, TX 75248

We hope to see you at one of these events!

God provides again

For the past few weeks I have been telling anyone who would listen about how God gave us a house and furniture in Kijabe within a week of the email confirming our decision to go. We had been dreading moving into an unfurnished apartment then waiting on a house to open up, maybe even moving twice before settling into a “permanent” home. We know, too, from Peru, how tiring it is to run around to stores you’ve never been in, in an unfamiliar culture, trying to buy everything you need for your house. And you have to do it right away. Not fun.

But, God graciously provided a home on station where the Cook family is living now. It has been a joy to get to know them and a huge help to receive their honest words of wisdom about living in Kijabe. They are going to sell us all their household goods, including a Kitchen Aid mixer, a big yellow lab to keep the monkeys away, all the apparatus necessary for working the brick pizza oven, and eight hens.

Will had the Cooks’ blog up the other night on this page: 10 on the 10th, Sweet Home (click the link to see pictures!) and I was struck by the similarity of their story. Since Kijabe is an old mission station, it is wonderful to imagine all the people who have lived in Flamingo House. (It seems like all the houses have bird names?) Missionaries who have gone through culture shock in this house, who have poured out their lives for the suffering, who have rejoiced in a sunrise, who have enjoyed meals together, who have discovered something real about God and about themselves, who have danced and worshiped and experienced victory. Pretty amazing.