Here are just a few examples of how your contributions are not only helping to aid people here spiritually, but also give them relief of physical ailments as well.
Thomas, one of the elders of the church, wanted to relay his gratitude for the toothpaste and toothbrush. He had been having much pain in his teeth and gums and was only able to eat Read More
Someone said there’s no photos of me on this. Here’s me, patiently awaiting hair clippers in the mail from mom. In the meantime, I listen to my iPod. Read More
“Eeeyoh! Hoh! Hoh!….Eeeeyoh! Hoh! Hoh!” At least that’s how I think you’d spell it. This was the noise that awakened me from sweet slumber at nearly 4 in the A.M. “This is it,” I thought in my early morning stupor, “They’re coming for me and all I have to defend myself is a soapstone candle holder and a limited Kiswahili Read More
After practice, the girls did this song. Apparently the boys were too shy to join in. Read More
As part of my work here in Kenya, I teach one week per month at our CLC seminary located near Kisii town in the village of Chotororo (say it with me now, remember to roll those ‘R’s). Being a white guy operating on a modest budget is a bit of an oddity around here…maybe oddity is the wrong word. It’s as common as a one legged man Read More
I got to the church early and found quite a few children waiting to practice already. I did okay without a translator, I think I’m speaking at a Kindergarten level. Furaha kwa ulimwengu! Joy to the World! Read More
As Requested…Before and After. Thanks for the clippers, Mom! Read More
As part of my work here in Kenya, I teach one week per month at our CLC seminary located near Kisii town in the village of Chotororo (say it with me now, remember to roll those ‘R’s). Being a white guy operating on a modest budget is a bit of an oddity around here…maybe oddity is the wrong word. It’s as common as a one legged man Read More
“Eeeyoh! Hoh! Hoh!….Eeeeyoh! Hoh! Hoh!” At least that’s how I think you’d spell it. This was the noise that awakened me from sweet slumber at nearly 4 in the A.M. “This is it,” I thought in my early morning stupor, “They’re coming for me and all I have to defend myself is a soapstone candle holder and a limited Kiswahili Read More
Someone said there’s no photos of me on this. Here’s me, patiently awaiting hair clippers in the mail from mom. In the meantime, I listen to my iPod. Read More