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Tuesday, November 26, 2013

November 24, 2013--Sunday--Church in Meru...yowsa!

Well, here I am. In my Kenyan dress. 
Since Sunday is a day of rest...not much else but that for the day.



We went to the church that our driver is assitant pastor of.  He did some translating during the service.  Let's just say, church is an all day event in Africa.  
In this case 4 hours.
Yep
4

I love church.
but wow!

One of the highlights?
We got to dance with the worship leaders.
Lucas was perfecto!  I could not believe he actually survived it.  And did it well.

Afterward, we went to Linda and Paul's hotel and Lucas swam.
The pool is outside and was quite cold so he didn't last long, but I got a hot shower so that was nice.

A farily relaxing sort of day, which is what Sunday's should be.
a day of rest and worship.


November 23, 2013--on our way to Nanyuki to meet the boys; Spinners and Weavers

As promised, we headed back to Nanyuki to meet with the boys.  But, along the road we had to stop for some pictures.  This kind of scene is repeated time and time again across the countryside, right along the road.  At first we kept our distance but then got closer and made some new "friends"...=)
Ladies and their kids are often seen farming along the roadside.



beautiful scenery along the road


Lucas and John
 Everytime we meet someone new, John immediately gets out and starts conversation with them in their native tongue.  He's amazing.
 Linda began dancing with the ladies we met.  And they welcomed her into their "family"...=)
lots of smiles and laughter.
 We met the street boys at the Nakumartt and I made Isaac pose by the elephant at the entrance.  He loved me for that.
 Here we are sitting and having lunch with our boys.  We were about 1 1/2 hours late and Lucas was very tense about being on time for them.  But, when we pulled into the parking lot, we were able to spot them.  Thank you Jesus.

 George

 Robert
 take note of the looks on their faces.  no words really.

We left Lucas with John and the 2 boys at the table while Isaac and I joined Linda and Paul to see the Spinners and Weavers just a few miles up the road.  This is a group of highly trained women creating the most beautiful weavings from wool they spin and dye themselves with all natural products.   Aren't they just beautiful and talented women?





This is Lucy.  She gave us the tour of the "factory"  Here she is explaining the cleaning of the wool.

 Spinners at work
 

Lucy explaining the dying process.  Sometimes they use flowers, leaves from Mint, or even the body of a certain bug from a certain cactus to create the dyes.

 Lucy and Me


The shop

Isaac rockin' a cool scarf
 When we returned we headed out to finish our shopping for the boys.  We went to the local street vendors and found some great used clothing for them.  We chose used because we were told they could get beat up and their clothes could get stolen if they had too much.

This was a random guy that was slightly inebriated at the market.  This is something you often see.  But, this guy was crazy.  I had to turn my back on him and walk away.
 He kind of freaked Lucas out.
 Robert and Lucas before the "new" clothes.
 We realized we could not find them pants or socks and underwear and shirts for under their coats at the market so we ended up at the "walmart" type store.  Linda and Paul were over the top generous in buying all this for the boys.
 After the new clothes, we took them to dinner.  They are very quiet boys.  And we are probably a little overwhelming as a group.  But, they were willing to speak to John and our driver Pastor Godfrey.  We had decided by this point that we were going to attempt to find them some sort of placement in a home if possible.  Pastor Godfrey found some connections, made a few calls and we are now officially beginning the paperwork process to place these two boys in a facility about 1 1/2 hours from where they currently are.   We were blessed to have John and Godfrey with us to translate and ask the hard questions of them about their history and ask them if they even want to live somewhere other than the street.  You might think the answer would always be a resounding "yes", but that is not always the case with these kids.  Both of them did say "yes".  And one of them did share that he sniffs glue so that he doesn't feel angry all the time.  They did seem very laid back while with us.  But, as should be expected, there are some unresolved things in their history.  One thing we are pretty certain of is there is nobody --no relative of any kind waiting for them or looking for them.  The paperwork will also confirm that as well.
This particluar facility requires sponsers for the kids.  It is a mere $60/month per child to feed them, clothe them, give them a room, and send them to school.
Interesting thing?
My oldest brother gave my sister $150 to spend on some special project while here....
hmmmm  What do you think we should use it for?
God was going before us and already speaking to my brother's heart before we came.

 As you can see by the following pics, smiles  have begun to emmerge.  And Lucas was "on" that night and drew out the smiles and a little laughter even though they don't understand a ton of English.
One humorous thing happened at the table.  We got to the end of the meal, and one of the boys had barely touched his spaghetti.  He said it was too spicey.  I think Lucas had something to do with putting pepper on it because that's what he likes.  Anyway, he ate other things, but there was a pile of food left.  Linda looked at me and said, "what are ya going to say?...there are starving children in Africa?  eat your food?"...  it was a funny moment.  I'm not sure if it is translating well here or not, but we are still laughing about it.


 precious interactions between boys.  Lucas has such a heart and passion for these guys.  He wants them cared for.  Of course he is advocating that we adopt them.  But, of course that is much more complicated than he knows.  What he is saying is he cannot just not care.

 I think we were wearing George out a bit...

 I think the hardest part of the night was dropping them off in 50 degree weather outside to go to sleep.  Yes they now had shoes on their feet, a warm blanket, food in their stomachs and warm jackets.  But, the reality is they are still sleeping alone on the street--at least for now.  They do stay close to a bank where there is a security guard who kind of keeps an eye on them at night.  That was a comfort.  He told Godfrey that "they are good boys".
I wanted to pray with them before we left them, but Lucas beat me to it.  Before I could get out of the car he had John and the boys all huddled in prayer without any coaching or prompting from anyone but the Holy Spirit.  To God be the Glory!!
 saying goodbye is hard.

'till we meet again...

Monday, November 25, 2013

November 22, 2013-Africa--Massai Market, misc. photos by Lucas, and Meeting Robert and George


This is our friend Amy at the house we stayed at for the 1st 2 nights.  She is sooooooo quiet and sooo beautiful.  Lucas enjoyed just sitting and doing a puzzle with her before we left to head to Meru.

 On our way we stopped at the Massai Market.  It is a local traveling market of craftsman and women.  I have more video of this, and the people don't really like having pictures taken unless you buy from their particular "store" so pics are limited, but it was so colorful and the people were just beautiful.  The thing you hear from everyone is "Welcome"..."How are you?"  in their beautiful accents.
 Isaac found the guy selling "old" antique type African arts from all over Africa including Kenya and Ethiopia and other countries.  These things were a little more expensive so he was limited in what he could bring home.  Otherwise I think he would have taken one of everything.

 This is Lucas photography from the car on the way out of town...
 oh yes, we all hate traffic and Nairobi is PACKED with it.  He can't even read this sign, but we thought it was quite poignant.
 This is a Hindu Temple.  He got such a great shot of it.

 The trip from Nairobi to Meru is about a 4 hour drive.  Usually.  But, on Friday...not so much.  Traffice was horrific.  I think it took a total of about 6 hours or more.  We got stopped a few times by armed police men with rifles.  That is always a little freaky.  Can't take pictures of them of coursse.  I'm still not 100% clear on why they do it just randomly in the street.
In the car we had Freddy our driver, Paul, Linda, me, Isaac, Lucas and John.  I'm going to write an entire post about John eventually.  But, suffice it to say he is a grown up (age 30) still living at the orphanage run by the woman who took him off the streets in 1991 at age 9.  He had never really been away from Nairobi.  So traveling 4 hours to Meru with us was mind blowing.  Eating at restaurants was confusing.  He didn't really know what to do with the menu.  Didn't understand he could order whatever he wanted.  This doesn't mean he is illiterate or not smart.  Just a foreign experience for him.  Sweet sweet man.  Yet, has had so many many hard experiences in life including having been attacked and almost killed 3 years ago.
I say all that, because as we were about 1 1/2 hours from our destination, Lucas needed a potty stop.  So we pulled into Nuyugi (sp?) and went near a large "walmart" type store called Nakamart.  We parked.  And Lucas immediately saw these two boys standing on the other side of the fence.  John jumped out and without hesitation began speaking to them in their native tongue.  Lucas and John were unbelievable.  I am not sure if you can "get it" from these pictures.  John is in the hat and yellow shirt.  He couldn't get to them fast enough.  Can you see the sadness and desperation in the boys?

 We took everything we had for snacks in the car and gave it to them. Bars, beef sticks, munchies.  And a few Shillings.
 Lucas showed them how to open the packages.
 "like this".  Notice he is doing everything he can to reach through the fence to get to the boys.
 Isaac greeted them as well with smiles and handshakes.
 So here you have...
Robert...in black
George...in red
both street boys.  On the street 1 year and 4-6 years. (that detail has been a little unclear)
Mom left one at age of 6
And the other left because home was so ugly difficult and abusive.
It was chilly this night and Robert was in his only clothes..shorts and sandals with a tattered sweater.
Lucas (adopted but knows what it's like to live without parents). Trying as best as he can to show them compassion and ready to give him everything we have in the car.
John, a former street boy, grown and still trying to "make" it and with a tender heart so huge that I cannot put it into words.
All four "Orphans" at a certain level of their soul -- yes Lucas is no longer an orphan, but his heart "knows" unlike ours how these boys may feel.
 Lucas kept talking and talking and now calls them "friend".
We left them.  But, I could not stop sobbing at this scene.  It was over the top for me.  And actually for Paul, my brother in law too.  We were a complete mess.
We consider this moment a divine appointment.  Unplanned by us, but BIGGER than us.
We made a plan to meet them again on Saturday in the afternoon.
Story To Be Continued...


Desperation
and
Hope