Jumapili Y’all! (Sunday You All!)
6 July 6, 2014
When Enosh says he’ll be there at 8am exactly he means it. He is one of the few punctual Kenyans in existence, at least of the ones who live in the upcountry. There was no water available in the room this morning so we decided to forego bathing for this Sunday’s festivities. Breakfast seems to be a mishmash of what’s available, but usually good stuff aside from the booger fruit. Sherm got to experience what truly is a “bad road” by Kenyan standards. This simply means that a series of potholes has been strung together and is intended for vehicles. The familiar scene up at Chotororo is quite different from last year. Since the old seminary/church building was “trying to lean over” Pastor Fred decided it would be wise to extract the iron sheets before then ended up in a crumpled heap and relocate the church/seminary to the top of the hill. I was fully expecting to walk up to the new building site since that was the only access point from the road previously. As it turns out, he has been busy creating a new road that connects to the main road as well. We were together in the church with about 10 adults and another 14 or so kids. Sherm started of the morning with a Sunday School lesson from the walls of Jericho coming down. We sang the same song three different times along with a bunch of other songs in both Kisii language and Kiswahili. The Kisii language confounds even other tribes of Kenya. It is so fast and sounds like a rapid fire succession of ‘l’s and ‘r’s. We had a wonderful time going through the account of Jairus and the resurrection of his daughter. Before the service was over (some three and a half hours later) all 14 of the children in attendance were baptized and we prayed for the safety and peace of the saba saba rally taking place tomorrow at Uhuru park in Nairobi. Heading down the hill to Fred’s house we conversed for close to two hours while we awaited “a little lunch.” Yes the moniker is used just as ironically here as it was by my grandmother in Bowdle, South Dakota. A little lunch could hold you over until the next day. A heaping mound of rice, cooked cabbage, and potatoes with a boiling hot tea to wash it down was on the menu today. We’ll be back in this neck of the woods on Wednesday when we meet with the Seminary students. Anna’s Daily Dose of the Word is Psalm 55:21 “His speech was smoother than butter, But his heart was war; His words were softer than oil, Yet they were drawn swords.”