Tuesday, August 07, 2012

Surreal Moments - Today in Kenya

Surreal moments are the theme of this trip. It would take pages of writing beyond my abilities to describe all of the details and nuances that gave color to this day, but here are a few glimmering stars.

We visited a couple of the local boarding schools where Kenya Matters children are attending. At the first school we met Margo; she is 74 and from California. After her husband died, she wondered what was next in life. In 2005 she came to Kenya and started a Girls Catholic School. Today nearly three hundred girls attend this school.

As we climbed into our cars to leave, Margo accepted our invitation to visity our project. She arrived around 2 p.m. in the midst of a downpour. We invited her into the house, and as we sat on the porch talking and sipping tea, she told us her story. At 74, she is filled with more hope for life than most of us imaged at 20. Her organization can be found at KenyaHope.us

An hour after Margo left, we welcomed Stephan Lutz to the site. He works for the CRWRC as a project manager. His specialty is agriculture, and we happen to be designing an irrigation project for a third of an acre. Thus, crop rotation, fertilizers, pest control, among other things were discussed. Additionally, he gave us official channels by which Kenya Matters could work more directly with the CRWRC. The opportunities for partnerships are plentiful here.

Tonight we found ourselves helping oversee the homework of the children, share devotional time, and then direct them toward bed. Our housemother for the children, Jane, is ill. So the team of us filled in the gap. While Alyssa was tucking in the girls, Kathy was talking with a few of the older boys. Those of us who remained stood in the courtyard encouraging the kids to use the bathrooms before the climbed into their bunks for the night. Who in America wakes up in the morning and imagines tucking Kenyan children into bed at night?

Before I hit ten years of age, missionaries and the mission board in the church basement were a curiosity. Yet, never did I imagine helping thirty-two orphan children in Kenya would be a slice of life. Nor did I imagine lives of Americans and Kenyans intersecting in surreal ways would bring so much goodness, kindness, justice, and mercy to a very small speck of the world.

Yet, it is still a speck. And on this speck there are children thriving who would have otherwise been thrown away as orphans. Instead, hopes and dreams are growing into realities. As I am about to slide into my Kenyan bed, I wonder what tomorrow brings, and I trust we as Kenya Matters have only begun this journey here in Karai, Kenya.

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