This Is Africa
Lucky for ya’ll, I found an internet café in Nairobi and I get to share my story of what’s going down in Kenya. I’m excited to keep in touch about what God is doing far away from America (physically, spiritually and culturally).
Before I get any further into my time in Kenya I want to stop first and recap my last week. Every squad around the world flew into Dublin and we united together in worship, story telling and spiritual growth. The World Race took over a nearby campground, with some 200 plus tents setup, creating a tent-city. The past week we also held squad debriefs. Teams changed (New Team: Shiloh). My new teammates are: Ally Beeler, Kyle Bradbury, Carin Cownden, Courtney Hess, Sarah Hogan and Heather Horton. The actual thought never crossed my mind that I would be walking on African soil until I walked out of the Kenyan airport and realized I wasn’t in Ireland anymore. Even flying into Istanbul for our connecting flight and experiencing two botched landings, it never sunk into me where I was heading. After three months on this journey, we’re hitting a new passage of ministry I’ve never experienced. This is a different world and life will never be the same after three months living here. I’m completely dependant on God here.
The smog from the congested traffic fills the air. Stepping onto the sidewalk brings feelings of what it truly means to be minority. The market teems with sellers haggling in every way imaginable, trying to vie for my attention. Stereotype for westerners – detail oriented, time keepers, opportunity bringers, financially rich. Kenyans dress for respect and the bigger you are the more admiration you receive. I’ve heard the phrase “hakuna matata” several times and so I’ll be using the movie Lion King as my Rosetta Stone. I have money with bills in the thousands (exchange rate: 80:1).I start ministry tomorrow next to the biggest slum in Sub-Sahara Africa. I’ll have more on what I’m doing in the coming weeks. I’m prepared to follow God wherever His footprints are lead.
