6/12/2023 0 Comments Bwana asifiweThen the best part he took us back to the police station, in the back door, in front of the 100 people and it was testing time. We needed to get passport photos and copy our passport, and he personally took us to do all this. So we ran over there and payed a man 2000 shillings each about 20 dollars a piece for what we thought was the price of the test.He didn't give us a reciept and I see why in retrospect. We hadn't done this but found out there was a driving school right across the road. So I went up and talked to someone about how the process worked and apparently we had to sign up with a driving school, and then take the test through them. So we got to where the test was to take place and there were over 100 people waiting outside, so we thought we would definitely be there all day. We had what we thought was all the paperwork you needed but to find out that it wasn't even close. My roommate Torrey and I went to get them together yesterday morning. I have a motorcycle but I didn't have my Kenyan License till yesterday. At the end of the month they had the money and now 9 years later, they are operating at full capacity and transforming lives. She heard from the Lord again and he said, you didn't believe I could do it in 3 mo. When her and her husband left for Kenya they sold everything they had and were able to make a down payment on the land but they needed another 100,000 USD. So she went to Kenya and found the land she was confident the Lord wanted for the orphanage. She replied, "Lord I am 75." The Lord reminded her that Sarah was 99 when she gave birth, and he was only asking her to open an orphange. Her answer was, "just tell me when and where and I will do it." No word for 50 years and in 2000, the Lord said, I want you to build an orphange now, in Kenya. She took it to mean that she was going to run an orphanage. When his mother was 25, back in 1950 she recieved word from God that she was going to be the mother of many. He took the time to tell me the story of the orphanage. John, the director, took the ministry from the hands of his mother who has moved back to the states with her husband just a year ago. Where I would awkwardly say "hi" and then she would tug on my arm and take me to my next meeting. She took pride in showing me, her new friend off to all of the facilatators of the orphanage. There was one girl who took a particular shine to me, I would guess she was 12 and had severe autism. Torrey and I were facilitating activities, which was a blast. Two weeks ago I met John, the director of King's Kids Village, an orphanage on the outskirts of Nairobi. One of the blessings prayed over me were the words God gave to Abraham, “I will bless you and make you a blessing to others.” I pray this will be so through Jesus Christ our Lord.Īgain its been awhile, I have a hard time just sitting down to write but I have a great post for you. In the words of Paul, He welcomed me as if he was welcoming Christ himself. He will not only share with you an experience in 'the slums' but he will also share with you his God given vision for 'the slums,' to extend the arm of the churches in Kibera through a resource center he runs. I ate till I could eat not a bite more and Rose, John's wife sent me with 5 extra chapatis! John offers this same royal treatment to anyone visiting Kenya, to show them 'the slums' as he calls it. Their humble home did not mean humble portions of food. This wasn't the first time either, actually the third. John and his family had me over for dinner. Kibera is the largest slum in all of Kenya, possibly the largest slum in all of East Africa, over 1,000,000 people living in temporary, corrugated metal homes. Last Sunday, I visited my friend John's house in Kibera. This wasn't the only blessing I received either. I came to serve them and they are blessing me. He has been such a blessing to us and I suggest we take this time to bless him before heading home.” One by one they went around the fire offering words of encouragement and speaking blessings over my life. Two nights ago, lit by the amber glow of a campfire, utterly exhausted and just thinking about bed, my thoughts were interrupted by a suggestion from a wise and humble mzee (elder), “I don't know how many of you know this, but Jim is leaving Kenya in just a week's time. Kenyans are not shy about offering words of blessing and I have been the recipient of abundant blessings in the name of Christ these past weeks.
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