As I was taking my laundry down from the line today at lunch, one of the new neighbor kids popped in with his freshly caught, fingernail-sized lizard.
He asked if I wanted to play.
Living on this compound of pilots and other AIM support-based missionaries is quite different from my home in Sudan, but I'm taking it for what it's worth. There's something wonderful in being surrounded by families who put Christ at the center of their lives, and who have long made Africa their home. I hope I can learn a lot from them in the next weeks.
So far, working with the media team has been good. The whole focus of the ministry has now been thrown on to the recent events in Kenya, and finding "Christ in the Chaos." It's already opened up one opportunity for me to talk with a pastor with an amazing story, and I hope it's only the first of many.
The fellas I work with on the On Field Media team are a blessing, and they're truly gifted in what they do. I was reading Mike's blog just now. He really knows how to write. I encourage you to check it out. You'll see how I pale in comparison to the real masters!
I'm missing Sudan, my roommates and our friends. This big empty flat can seem a bit lonely at times, so I'm anxious for the team to come in from home. Emails from Pattie, Kim and Doris really make my day. I'm comforted that they could be here in time for my surgery next Friday. The idea of doing that alone isn't all that appealing. I hope the roads are safe enough by then, that I'll be able to make it up to Kijabe.
On that note, keep praying for Kenya and her church. They need your prayers.
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