tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285860922024-03-07T12:02:00.582+03:00Ministry2Kenya: "Loving my Neighbor"debhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01714981143292248579noreply@blogger.comBlogger1049125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28586092.post-83051063000864726052019-12-16T03:36:00.000+03:002020-05-25T04:51:32.618+03:00Feeling restless from the rain, #3 - A wonderful (wet) get-away at a wood cabin near the Aberdares (part 2)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Such a stunning view from the cabin!</td></tr>
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<b>Brilliant Lord, I look up at your macro-skies, dark and enormous,</b></div>
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<b>your handmade sky-jewelry, moon and stars mounted in their settings.</b></div>
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<b> Then I look at my micro-self and wonder, why do you bother with us?</b></div>
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<b>Why take a second look our way?</b><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The view across this vast valley changed constantly and was always a wonder to behold!</td></tr>
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<b>You put us in charge of your handcrafted world,</b></div>
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<b>made us lords of sheep and cattle.</b></div>
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<b>God, brilliant Lord, your name echoes around the world.</b></div>
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~ Psalm 8, <i>Message</i></div>
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<b>The leaf does not immediately absorb the drop of water falling on it.</b><br />
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Just a few hours after arriving back home at Ngong town, I received the news that my brother, Greg, had passed away. I'm so grateful for the 48 hours I had at this cabin near the Aberdares, in <i>such </i>a serene setting. And then suddenly - in another 48 hours - I was on a plane heading back to the States. It's been said that 'life can turn on a dime'; it is certainly true that circumstances can change very quickly.<br />
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I believe the silence and solitude at the cabin prepared me for hearing about Greg. He also loved camping and actually owned a cabin for many years. In hindsight, it all seemed very fitting to me... almost as if God had arranged it all like that :)<br />
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debhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01714981143292248579noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28586092.post-3880928475266876022019-12-12T03:39:00.000+03:002020-05-25T04:49:40.411+03:00Feeling restless from the rain, #3 - A wonderful (wet) get-away at a wood cabin near the Aberdares (part 1)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">As one who craves silence and solitude, I was thrilled with my 'home' for a splendid 48 hours!</td></tr>
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<b>Walk into the fields and look at the wildflowers.</b></div>
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<b>They don’t fuss with their appearance. </b></div>
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<b>Have you ever seen color and design quite like it? </b></div>
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[<a href="https://ministry2kenya.blogspot.com/2019/12/feeling-restless-from-rain-3-wonderful_16.html" target="_blank">see part two here</a>]</div>
debhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01714981143292248579noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28586092.post-19463373180856960012019-12-10T18:56:00.000+03:002020-05-25T02:48:55.186+03:00Feeling restless from all the rain, #2 - An unexpected lift in a lorry, and grabbing a GeoCache in Naivasha<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Zachary <a href="https://ministry2kenya.blogspot.com/2019/11/feeling-restless-from-all-rain-1-lake.html" target="_blank">(see my previous post, #1)</a> waited with me at the highway for a long time. Finally I got a lift... and unexpectedly it was a lorry that pulled over for me. Ha! It is <i>not </i>easy to climb up into the cab of a truck.<br />
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As we headed on down the road, I really enjoyed watching the scenery from a higher vantage point. That's at least the fourth time in Kenya when I've unexpectedly gotten a lift from the driver of a <i>lorry </i>(British term for a large truck).<br />
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In this brief video, watch how dangerously close people pass one another on the highway. Yikes!<br />
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Once we reached Naivasha, I gave the driver 300-bob ($3), climbed down out of the lorry, and found a 'boda boda' (motorbike taxi) to take me to Lake Naivasha Country Club. Fortunately it had stopped raining, because I wanted to avenge a previous 'did not find' for a GeoCache hidden on this lovely garden area next to the lake. As I entered the property, I walked among wild zebra and many beautiful Waterbuck.<br />
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I discovered the cache near Lake Naivasha, and was happy to log it as 'found' this time! Once I was finished at the lodge, I hopped back on the boda boda's motorbike and had him take me to a really nice and reasonably priced guesthouse for the night.<br />
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Kenya is indeed a fascinating country in many regards. I hope you enjoy my various experiences.<br />
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debhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01714981143292248579noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28586092.post-22108520822953430292019-12-08T23:31:00.000+03:002020-05-25T02:50:15.723+03:00Feeling restless from all the rain, #1 - Lake Elementaita, enjoying a hike, bird watching, and GeoCaching<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Galbraith Lowry Egerton Cole (1881-1929) was a pioneer settler and farmer of the East Africa Protectorate. Cole's widow had this obelisk erected near where his remains were buried, but sadly the marker was stolen many years ago. Part of Cole's Kekopey Ranch at Lake Elementaita has been preserved as the Lake Elementaita Lodge.<br />
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<span style="text-align: left;">Because it had been raining in most of the country for weeks, I had no idea if my trip would succeed. But I was feeling </span><span style="text-align: left;">somewhat </span><span style="text-align: left;">restless and thought a GeoCache adventure just </span><span style="text-align: left;">might do me some good</span><span style="text-align: left;">. </span></div>
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After a quick 'chai na mandazi' (tea and fried bread) at my favorite spot, Noma, I walked to the Nakuru stage. Sure enough it started to rain - - <i>ugh. </i>But I kept my fingers crossed and two hours later, shortly before I reached the stage near Lake Elementaita Lodge, the rain had stopped. Needless to say, I was quite pleased!</div>
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When I arrived at the lodge, Zachary volunteered to escort me around the property and even all the way down to the lake. He wasn't familiar with GeoCaching, but caught on quickly. One of the GeoCaches I was looking for was no longer at its hiding place, so we re-hid a new one. We succeeded in finding all four in the area.</div>
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After leaving the small forest, we headed down to the lake, where I discovered Zachary is very knowledgeable about birds.</div>
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Because Zachary is a well-read and knowledgeable bird guide, I really enjoyed our time together. We managed to find a dry spot just near the lake's edge and spotted all ten of these birds, as he told me about their various characteristics:<br />
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The Greater and Lesser Flamingo, African Spoonbill, Cattle Egret, Great White Pelican, Great Cormorant, Egyptian Goose, Black-Winged Stilt, Pied Avocet, and Black Smith Plover.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It was quite a climb up from the lake to the higher plain, but Zachary kept a quick pace trying to avoid the nearby rain.</td></tr>
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debhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01714981143292248579noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28586092.post-17897847059755742932019-12-07T19:43:00.000+03:002020-05-25T02:48:13.756+03:00A few random shots of everyday life in Kenya<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Two guys head to work; one carries the mannequins and the other carries used ladies' clothing to sell.<br />
They'll find a spot outdoors under the sun and alongside the road, hoping to earn a few coins during their day.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Road work continues just down the hill from where I live</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I stopped to chat with these guys one day. They appreciate their job but don't get paid very much for a 12-hour shift, 6 days a week.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">African continent painted on the wall of a school in Nairobi</td></tr>
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A friend of mine invited me to this presentation on the other side of Nairobi. A company called <a href="https://www.huruinternational.org/" target="_blank">Huru</a> ('freedom') provides teaching sessions on menstrual cycles at various schools. Each girl is given a kit for their menstrual cycle, which includes three reusable pads.<br />
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65% of women and girls in Kenya cannot afford menstrual pads. Because of this, many girls end up skipping school 3-4 days every month. This has serious personal and educational consequences, like falling behind in class, dropping out altogether, or having to use unsafe substitutes for pads. I was happy to learn about Huru and impressed with the presentation and their product. I hope to buy some of the kits for my friends.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">These ladies prepared lunch for those of us who attended Huru's presentation.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My friend, Mukumo, really enjoyed the chapati, nice and warm right off the fire.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">One day I arrived in town very early so I could meet Masudi at his new hotel job.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is Baba Shari, holding his newborn baby, their second daughter in the family.<br />
He's filling in at his wife's duka (small shop), while she gets some rest.<br />
I often walk the short distance from my house to buy staple items from Mama Shari.</td></tr>
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debhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01714981143292248579noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28586092.post-31581972443644617442019-10-30T19:19:00.000+03:002019-11-15T19:15:57.253+03:00Cows at church, plus a butcher, a rainbow, and a mushroom farmer - a photo gallery for your enjoyment<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;">Cattle graze at a church </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cattle graze at a small road-side market area</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I bought some beef from this friendly butcher at Kabimoi; he's the guardian of one of Dimi's GeoCaches</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I watched this rainbow for quite a while, as we bounced along on the highway in a matatu</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Dimi, a mushroom farmer, is a good friend of mine. He likes GeoCaching just like me!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gorgeous acacia trees, spotted while we hunted for another one of Dimi's GeoCaches</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A beautiful wheat field</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Curio shops alongside the highway on the escarpment, overlooking the Great Rift Valley</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cow and sheep hides for sale, alongside the highway, plus ready-made hats</td></tr>
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debhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01714981143292248579noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28586092.post-52983917636213200132019-10-29T14:48:00.000+03:002019-11-09T19:29:01.406+03:00Another trip upcountry: Eldoret, Kakamega, Malava, Kocholia, Bungoma, Soy Sambu, and Mtoni<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Duane will start Class 8 next year and Zach will be in Class 5.</td></tr>
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I always enjoy my many trips to the various villages where my friends live. This trip included three families and a missionary friend. It takes some effort and can be tiring, but in the end it's worth it!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Adu finishes Form Four this month, with the Kenya Certificate of Secondary Education exams, completing high school.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Agnes and Linet were happy to see each other again</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We stopped by to visit Elaine in the Malava area. It was wonderful to see her again!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Farmers taking sugar cane to the factory</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Back: Nathan, Alice (his wife), Sammy (son), Deb (daughter), and Laban (son)<br />
Front: niece to Alice, Clinton (son), Levis (son), and another niece</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Five of their six children: Deb, Sammy, Laban (1st born), Levis, and Clinton (Bravis was grazing the cattle)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Nathan has been raising pigs for a few years now</td></tr>
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This is Kahawa market, near where my mud hut used to be. When I turned my camera to the left, it was because a bicycle fundi used to repair my bicycle a few times here; in fact, I noticed various bicycle parts and tools lying there. <i>Such </i>great memories for me!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We also visited Ken, Joan, and their young girls. We had a wonderful discussion about spirituality as we ate lunch.</td></tr>
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debhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01714981143292248579noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28586092.post-79204406877469954722019-10-16T18:56:00.000+03:002019-11-09T19:11:18.427+03:00Blessed are the curious, for they shall have adventure; enjoying God's great out-of-doors [part 3/3]<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lake Sonachi, near Lake Naivasha, is one of 137 major crater lakes in the world lying inside an extinct volcano </td></tr>
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Sadly, many people never take the time to see the beauty in their own backyard. A mere 25% of Americans under the age of 35 spend more than an hour outside each day, and 30% of American adults do not spend any time outside on a daily basis. We have become risk-averse, and in doing so have dulled our experience of life. [source: US National Park and Recreation Association]<br />
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The average American spends 93% of their life indoors, including 87% in buildings, houses, etc and another 6% in vehicles. That means only 7% of your entire life is spent outdoors. [source: US Environmental Protection Agency, 1987]<br />
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And so... Linet and I headed out to Crater Lake, a place we had heard of but had never visited. Our quest was adventure, plus we also found and logged five GeoCaches as we walked part way around the rim of the volcanic crater.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The open road... where will it lead us?</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Such stunning landscapes all around us!</td></tr>
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The two of us thoroughly enjoyed ourselves in God's great-out-of-doors! The next morning we had a Philippine-style breakfast with a gal I met in Uganda at a missionary retreat. Gotta love all the many connections I've made during my 18 years in Kenya!<br />
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"More of our population would be out in the countryside if they knew what was there waiting for them. Inside many of us beats the heart of Indiana Jones, craving the chance to have an authentic experience in the wild." ~ Forest Fenn, art dealer, author, and adventurer<br />
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debhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01714981143292248579noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28586092.post-76906574977848468252019-10-14T15:54:00.000+03:002019-11-09T19:11:41.669+03:00Blessed are the curious, for they shall have adventure; enjoying God's great out-of-doors [part 2/3]<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Sadly, many people never take the time to see the beauty in their own backyard. A mere 25% of Americans under the age of 35 spend more than an hour outside each day, and 30% of American adults do not spend any time outside on a daily basis. We have become risk-averse, and in doing so have dulled our experience of life. [source: US National Park and Recreation Association]<br />
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The average American spends 93% of their life indoors, including 87% in buildings, houses, etc and another 6% in vehicles. That means only 7% of your entire life is spent outdoors. [source: US Environmental Protection Agency, 1987]<br />
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And so... Rose and I headed to the Tigoni-Limuru area where there are many tea plantations. Our mission was to find several GeoCaches and enjoy our adventure in the great-out-of-doors. We went twice, once in September and again in October, to look for the remaining ones (to add to my solo hunt several months prior).<br />
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Kenya produces some of the world’s highest quality tea and is the third largest producer of tea after Sri Lanka and India. Tea bushes were first planted in Kenya in 1903 by European settlers and eventually became Kenya’s largest export industry, continuing until today.<br />
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In Kenya, tea leaves are still primarily picked by hand. The workers choose only a few top young and juicy leaves with a portion of the stem and the bud (or tip), a leaf not yet expanded at the end of the shoot. It's common practice for the tea pickers to be underpaid.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rose looks for our next destination on the GeoCache app</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">All Saints Church, Limuru, was built by European settlers in 1940. We enjoyed reading the gravestones at the cemetery.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Two of the GeoCaches were located at Kentmere Club, where we enjoyed swinging for a while</td></tr>
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"More of our population would be out in the countryside if they knew what was there waiting for them. Inside many of us beats the heart of Indiana Jones, craving the chance to have an authentic experience in the wild." ~ Forest Fenn, art dealer, author, and adventurer<br />
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debhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01714981143292248579noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28586092.post-9665059972635721172019-10-10T18:53:00.000+03:002019-11-09T19:12:07.056+03:00Blessed are the curious, for they shall have adventure; enjoying God's great out-of-doors [part 1/3]<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Linet, like me, loves to be outside enjoying God's great out-of-doors</td></tr>
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Sadly, many people never take the time to see the beauty in their own backyard. A mere 25% of Americans under the age of 35 spend more than an hour outside each day, and 30% of American adults do not spend <i>any </i>time outside on a daily basis. We have become risk-averse, and in doing so have dulled our experience of life. <span style="font-size: xx-small;">[source: US National Park and Recreation Association]</span><br />
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The average American spends 93% of their life indoors, including 87% in buildings, houses, etc and another 6% in vehicles. That means only 7% of your entire life is spent outdoors. <span style="font-size: xx-small;">[source: US Environmental Protection Agency, 1987]</span><br />
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And so... Linet and I headed out for a two-day adventure outside, looking for GeoCaches and exploring new vistas. We started with a stop at her son, Jeremy's school in Gilgil. He was happy to see both of us and also happy with the snacks we brought for him.<br />
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From there we found another matatu (public transportation vehicle) to Nyahururu, Kenya's highest town at 7,740 feet. It's name is derived from a Maasai word - <i>e-naiwurruwurr</i> - meaning waterfall, windy, or place of storms.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Linet was thrilled to see Thompson Falls (243' high) for her first time<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We watched hippos here, including one that opened its mouth big and roared - another first for Linet!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Then we got two boda bodas, and arrived at a viewpoint with a few curio shops.<br />
I logged a GeoCache that was placed in this shop, and also bought a few items.</td></tr>
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From here, we got on another matatu and headed to Nakuru in the dark and rain. We each got a cup of tea at a café and found a cheap room for overnight. Our first destination in the morning was Lake Elementaita, where we found and logged a GeoCache.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Linet was excited to see this lake up-close for her first time. Unfortunately, the flamingos were a bit far away.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We used two boda boda guys to take us to four different places, including this big hill where we found another GeoCache.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Joseph, the guide at Kariandusi Pre-Historic Site, is so knowledgeable! I'm holding a hand-axe dating thousands of years ago.<br />
Besides learning about the history here, I was able to log two more GeoCaches. It was another place Linet was seeing for her first time.</td></tr>
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"More of our population would be out in the countryside if they knew what was there waiting for them. Inside many of us beats the heart of Indiana Jones, craving the chance to have an authentic experience in the wild." ~ Forest Fenn, art dealer, author, and adventurer<br />
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I am created for God; he made me.</div>
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I must continually keep my soul open to the fact of his creative purpose</div>
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and never confuse it with my own intentions.</div>
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God wants me in a relationship where he is so easily my master and teacher</div>
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'You are not your own.'</div>
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The same things that happened to our Lord will happen to us on our way to our 'Jerusalem'.</div>
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There will be works of God exhibited through us, people will get blessed,</div>
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and one or two will show gratitude while the rest will show total ingratitude.</div>
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But nothing must divert us from going 'up to [our] Jerusalem.'</div>
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Nothing ever diverted our Lord on His way to Jerusalem.</div>
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He never hurried through certain villages where He was persecuted,</div>
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Neither gratitude nor ingratitude turned our Lord</div>
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even the slightest degree away from His purpose to go 'up to Jerusalem.'</div>
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The desire that comes into a disciple is not one of doing anything for Jesus,</div>
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The missionary’s secret is truly being able to say,</div>
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'I am His, and He is accomplishing His work and His purposes through me.'</div>
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Be entirely his!</div>
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The key to the missionary’s work is the authority of Jesus Christ,</div>
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not the needs of the lost.</div>
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He says, “Go on the basis of the revealed truth of My sovereignty,</div>
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teaching and preaching out of your living experience of Me.”</div>
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“None of these things move me; nor do I count my life dear to myself,</div>
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so that I may finish my race with joy,</div>
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and the ministry which I received from the Lord Jesus.” (Acts 20:24).</div>
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That is how to keep going until we are gone from this life.</div>
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The key to the missionary’s devotion is that he is</div>
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attached to nothing and to no one except our Lord Himself.</div>
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It does not mean simply being detached from the external things surrounding us.</div>
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Our Lord was amazingly in touch with the ordinary things of life,</div>
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but He had an inner detachment except toward God.</div>
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The duty of a faithful missionary is to concentrate on</div>
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keeping his soul completely and continually open to the nature of the Lord Jesus Christ.</div>
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The men and women our Lord sends out on His endeavors are ordinary human people,</div>
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but people who are controlled by their devotion to Him,</div>
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which has been brought about through the work of the Holy Spirit.<br />
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God is at work bending, breaking, molding, and doing exactly as He chooses.</div>
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And why is He doing it?</div>
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He is doing it for only one purpose - that He may be able to say,</div>
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“This is My man, and this is My woman.”</div>
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Once God has placed His call upon you,</div>
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woe be to you if you 'turn aside to the right or the left.' (Deut. 28:14).</div>
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He will do with you what He is not doing with other people.</div>
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All of God’s people are ordinary people</div>
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A missionary is someone sent by Jesus Christ just as He was sent by God.</div>
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The great controlling factor is not the needs of people,</div>
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The source of our inspiration in our service for God is behind us, not ahead of us.</div>
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The tendency today is to put the inspiration out in front -</div>
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to sweep everything together in front of us and make it conform to our definition of success.</div>
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In the New Testament the inspiration is put behind us,</div>
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The goal is to be true to Him - to carry out His plans.</div>
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A missionary is created for the purpose of being God's servant,</div>
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Oswald Chambers (1874-1917) was a Scottish Baptist evangelist and teacher, best known for the devotional <i>My Utmost for His Highest</i>.<br />
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His writings have greatly influenced me!<br />
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I first met Katunge (seated in the wheelchair) at Shimba Hills in 2002. She was sitting on the ground on market day, making <i>makuti </i>(roof shingles) out of palm fronds. She called out to me, 'Mzungu, kaa hapa (white lady, sit here)", which I proceeded to do. We've been friends ever since then.<br />
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During this recent visit, I found out that Katunge (now 90 years old), had recently suffered a stroke. She was at home alone when it happened and collapsed on the ground inside her mud house, her right leg and arm suffered from paralysis.<br />
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Katunge is now back at home after six months in a hospital. Her grandson (wearing a white t-shirt) helps her before he leaves for school and after he gets home, but mostly she's alone during the day. She told me (through translation) that she's not able to do much. She's been praying for a wheelchair and asked if I could provide her with one. I asked Stella (Masudi's mom, in the orange dress), if she knew of any organization that could provide Katunge with a wheelchair.<br />
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Just then, Mody (Masudi's nephew, in a blue shirt) heard a motorbike arrive and stood up to look out the door. He turned to us and stated very nonchalantly - "A wheelchair just arrived."<br />
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I jumped up saying, "What! Are you serious?"<br />
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Sure enough, a<i> boda boda</i> (motorbike taxi) had just arrived unannounced and dropped off a wheelchair for Katunge! He was there for less than five minutes and refused to say who had sent the 'miracle gift from heaven'.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">After it was removed from the motorbike, Linet brought it over to Katunge</td></tr>
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There was also <i>more </i>reason to celebrate, this time for Stella (Masudi's mom, who lives just a short distance from Katunge). My Mom had recently made it possible for her to have water piped directly to her house <i>and </i>stored in this large water tank. It has simplified her life in so many ways!<br />
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Linet translates as Stella says 'thank you' to my Mom.<br />
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debhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01714981143292248579noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28586092.post-74505094765142956532019-09-12T14:53:00.000+03:002019-10-05T13:02:54.764+03:00Trip to Kenya's South Coast and Ukunda, Part Three: camels, starfish, bush babies, coconuts, and tuktuks<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I've been to Diani Beach many times when these camels are around, but had never ridden any of them.<br />
On this trip, I decided it was finally time to do so! Linet was also eager to give it a try.</td></tr>
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That same day we joined a few other folks on a glass-bottom boat, going out to a nearby sandbar while the tide was low. It was another first for both of us! This short video shows what we could see through the glass-bottom of the boat.<br />
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One of the boat guys gathered a few starfish and sea urchins, so we could see and touch them briefly. Later, while snorkeling, I saw many of that same kind of starfish.<br />
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One evening, I took Linet to Stilts Tree Houses to see and feed the Bush Babies (also known as Galago). They're nocturnal animals, waking up around 7pm when it gets dark. They have very sensitive and large ears, plus quite large eyes to find their prey at night. They eat insects, lizards, eggs, birds, fruit, leaves, and flowers.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Linet was a natural at feeding them, with a few small pieces of banana</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">During our four days at the Coast, we consumed a LOT of coconut water and meat. So, so delicious!<br />
We bought 10 from Mohammed; he opened some for us and we also tried our hand at it.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Godwill took us to our guesthouse with his motorbike, after a lovely evening with his family.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We used a <i>lot </i>of tuk-tuks to get around, and ended up having this polite young man drive us a few times.</td></tr>
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debhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01714981143292248579noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28586092.post-81000758413396088112019-09-10T14:48:00.000+03:002019-10-03T19:50:57.862+03:00Trip to Kenya's South Coast and Ukunda, Part Two: enjoying the lovely Diani Beach<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I happened upon these two friendly Samburu guys while out for a walk on the beach one day. Lazaro has been selling Samburu jewelry at the South Coast for several years, but Lekuraki has only recently tried his hand at it. He's becoming discouraged because business isn't so good for him; he's now thinking of going back home. He said it's time for him to get a herd of cattle and find a wife. Believe it or not, I didn't even buy anything from them... which I now regret :(<br />
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Normally I avoid 'beach boys', people who try to sell things on the beach. They can be quite annoying and persistent.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The guys are both wearing the traditional attire of their tribe, the Samburu.<br />
Many nomadic people have retained their old ways, and haven't become so adjusted to the Western influence.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It's been said that Diani Beach, on Kenya's South Coast, is one of the most beautiful in the whole world.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Linet's first time ever to see - and dip her feet in - the ocean. She was so excited!!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">One day we happened upon this restaurant right on the beach, where we ended up enjoying a nice lunch of grilled fish.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This day it looked like a storm was rolling in, but luckily it headed farther north of where we were.</td></tr>
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I rise early to watch the sun appear<br />
A glorious and quiet event<br />
God paints the sky</div>
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Beauty unfolds</div>
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He scooped sea into his jug, put ocean in his keg.<br />
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debhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01714981143292248579noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28586092.post-15267273708987592462019-09-05T12:35:00.000+03:002019-10-02T15:22:49.365+03:00Trip to Kenya's South Coast and Ukunda, Part One: traveling by way of the Madaraka Express train<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It's always fun to watch the scenery passing by from a train</td></tr>
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In early 2019 the British Telegraph newspaper ranked Kenya's newly built Madaraka Express line among the most remarkable rails to tour in the world. The multi-billion-shilling Kenyan line, which was opened in mid-2017, was ranked seventh globally. Two trains make the round-trip every day along the 250-mile route. It provides a link between the coastal city of Mombasa and Nairobi, Kenya's capital city.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Above paragraph and photo are from Mwakilishi.com</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;">This was my 3rd and 4th time, to ride this new train. Previously I had also ridden the old relic of a train twice.<br />This was Linet's first time, and we both thoroughly enjoyed it! </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Baobob trees grow in a sisal plantation</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The train and the tracks were built by Chinese contractors.<br />
Linet enjoyed a fun conversation with this friendly Chinese engineer, when he stepped out to greet us.</td></tr>
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“I like trains. I like their rhythm, and I like the freedom of being suspended between two places,</div>
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all anxieties of purpose taken care of: for this moment I know where I am going.”</div>
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~ Anna Funder (1966- ), Australian author</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">When I rode the train in January 2019, I saw many elephants and other wild animals.<br />
But this time a drought had forced all of them to look elsewhere for water.</td></tr>
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debhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01714981143292248579noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28586092.post-53935273764587314372019-09-03T18:59:00.000+03:002019-10-05T13:22:14.248+03:00No longer in a foreign land with anonymous people. It becomes home. They are our people, our family.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We sang 'Happy Birthday' and Jeremiah blew out his candles</td></tr>
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">A crazy thing happens to missionaries</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">where you no longer feel like</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">you're in a foreign land with anonymous people. </span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">It becomes home.</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">They become our people, our family.</span></b></div>
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~ Dave Decker, missionary in West Africa</div>
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[quoted by Rick and Debbie Sacra, Liberia]</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Getting caught up with Esther, Baby Jay...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">... and Masudi, while enjoying pizza and chicken wings</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Celebrating Smith's first birthday, along with the family - Betty, Fred, and Jason</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We enjoyed pizza, chicken, chips, brownies, and ice cream</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I took Linet to her first-ever big screen movie - Lion King (in 3-D)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I took this photo of the screen through my 3-D glasses (not easy!)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It's always fun to hang out with friends at the Lee family's house!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Selfie with the ladies - me, Anna, Annie, Lyz, and Martha</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;">Deb and Debbie (fellow missionary), together for the first time after being connected by mutual friends </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Yet another time Gloria and I met to discuss our current book, and also enjoy some delicious Indian food </td></tr>
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debhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01714981143292248579noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28586092.post-85366348077768729662019-05-31T17:49:00.000+03:002019-08-31T18:41:07.305+03:00Jean-Pierre Caussade - Abandonment to Divine Providence, How to Fulfill your Daily Duties with God-Given Confidence<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<b>Jean Pierre de Caussade </b><br />
(1675-1751), French Jesuit priest and writer<br />
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When a soul recognizes the will of God and shows a readiness to submit to it entirely, then God gives himself to such a soul and renders it most powerful succor under all circumstances. Thus it experiences a great happiness in this coming of God, and enjoys it the more it has learnt to abandon itself at every moment to his adorable will.<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">[succor - assistance and support in times of hardship and distress]</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">[adorable - delightful, captivating, dear]</span><br />
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God reveals himself to us in as mysterious a manner in the most ordinary circumstances, and as truly and adorably as is the great events of history or of Holy Scripture.<br />
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To behold divine mysteries it is necessary to shut the eyes to what is external, and to cease to reason.<br />
Lord, you speak to each individual soul by the circumstances occurring at every moment of life.<br />
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When we read God's Word from moment to moment, not written with ink on paper, but on your soul with suffering, does it not merit some attention on your part? How is it that we cannot see the will of God in all this?<br />
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All is yours, all is from you and for you. I have no longer anything to look after, anything to do. I have no hand in the arrangement of one single moment of life; all is yours.<br />
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I ought neither to add to, nor to diminish anything, neither to seek after, nor to reflect on anything. It is for you to regulate everything; mine is to be satisfied with your work and leave all to your good pleasure.<br />
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<b>Souls called by God are both solitary and free; detached from all things in order to belong to God and to fulfill faithfully the present duty according to his expressed will. They do not allow themselves to reflect, to neglect, nor think of consequences, causes, or reasons. It is enough for them to go on simply, accomplishing their plain duties and their duty to God.</b><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">[Note: While at the Cloisters retreat, I read this book and collected a few of my favorite comments. I thought I would share a few of them with you.]</span><br />
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debhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01714981143292248579noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28586092.post-33265223066782421592019-05-30T19:55:00.000+03:002019-08-31T17:25:41.805+03:00Nate Staniforth - Here Is Real Magic: A Magician's Search for Wonder in the Modern World<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Another author that Tom Krettek, our speaker at the Cloisters retreat, made mention of was Nate Staniforth, a magician. I had never heard of him, but found his thoughts to be quite fascinating.<br />
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I wanted that unfiltered, overpowering astonishment that blinds you, knocks you down, wakes you up, and reminds you that you are alive. I wanted a shiver of the unknown. I wanted to venture past the safety of my convictions and find the wilderness out there beyond the edges of my own world. I wanted to get lost. I wanted an adventure. I wanted a secret door or a buried treasure or something bigger than the world I had found.<br />
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Rediscovering wonder in the world doesn't happen on its own. It's a choice, not an inevitability. It is something you have to deliberately find, and value, and protect. You can't just do it once and keep it forever. You have to keep looking.<br />
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We feel the weight of the world but not the wonder, and in time we resign ourselves to one but forget the other. Once in a while, we remember. Once in a while, something happens and we see the cracks in our convictions, and through them a sliver of that larger, wider world outside the one we have constructed.<br />
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Every child has the experience of looking up at the adults of the world and wondering What happened to you? You were my age once. What did you lose between there and here?<br />
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<b>There is majesty lurking just beyond our struggles.</b><br />
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debhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01714981143292248579noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28586092.post-43118295637560002422019-05-29T16:56:00.000+03:002019-08-31T17:52:11.961+03:00Susan Cain - Quiet: The Power of Introverts in a World That Can't Stop Talking<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Our speaker at the Cloisters Retreat, Tom Krettek, shared a few of Susan Cain's quotes on being an introvert from her book - Quiet.<br />
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<b>Spend your free time the way you like, not the way you think you're supposed to. </b></div>
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Stay home on New Year's Eve if that's what makes you happy. </div>
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Skip the committee meeting.</div>
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Cross the street to avoid making aimless chitchat with random acquaintances. </div>
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Read. Cook. Run. Write a story.</div>
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<b>Introverts recharge their batteries by being alone.</b></div>
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Extroverts need to recharge when they don't socialize enough.</div>
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Shyness is the fear of social disapproval or humiliation.</div>
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<b>Introversion is a preference for environments that are not overly stimulating.</b></div>
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Shyness is inherently painful, but introversion is not.<br />
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<b>Enter solitude. </b><br />
Sit alone with your own ideas.<br />
Go off into the wilderness.</div>
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">We have two ears and one mouth;</span></b><br />
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In a culture where being social and outgoing are prized above all else, it can be difficult, even shameful, to be an introvert. </div>
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But, as Susan Cain argues in this passionate talk, introverts bring extraordinary talents and abilities to the world,</div>
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One of Cain's calls to action:</div>
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<b>Go to the wilderness and have your own revelations.</b></div>
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<b>The world needs you.</b></div>
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debhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01714981143292248579noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28586092.post-77142091265708086262019-05-28T20:21:00.000+03:002019-08-31T17:24:49.463+03:00Henri J.M. Nouwen - Reaching out to our Fellow Human Beings; Creating Space for Strangers <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<b>Henri Jozef Machiel Nouwen </b>(1932–1996)<br />
Dutch professor, writer, and theologian<br />
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<b>At home in our own house</b><br />
In solitude we can pay attention to our inner self. In solitude we can become present to ourselves. Solitude is the climate of hospitality. Once we have found the center of our life in our own heart and have accepted our <i>aloneness</i>, not as a fate but as a vocation, we are able to offer freedom to others.<br />
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In solitude we can become present to others by reaching out to them, offering ourselves to help build a community of love. Solitude does not pull us away from our fellow human beings but instead, makes real fellowship possible.<br />
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<b>In deep solitude I find the gentleness to truly love my brothers.</b></div>
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<b>The more solitary I am, the more affection I have for them. </b></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">~ Thomas Merton (1915-1968), American writer, theologian, poet</span></div>
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<b>Reaching out</b><br />
Hospitality is the creation of a free and friendly space where we can reach out to strangers and invite them to become our friends. Although the word stranger suggests someone who belongs to another world than ours, speaks another language, and has different customs, it is important to recognize the stranger in our own familiar circle. When we are able to be good hosts for the strangers in our midst we may also find ways to expand our hospitality to broader horizons.<br />
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Listening is an art that must be developed, not a technique that can be applied as a monkey wrench to nuts and bolts. It needs the full and real presence of people to each other. It is indeed one of the highest forms of hospitality.<br />
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<b>The poverty of mind</b><br />
Someone who is filled with ideas, concepts, opinions, and convictions cannot be a good host. There is no inner space to listen, no openness to discover the gift of the other.<br />
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People who articulate <i>not-knowing</i> makes them free to listen to the voice of God in the words of people, in the events of the day, and in books containing life experiences of men and women from other places and other times. In short, learned ignorance makes one able to receive the word from others and <i>the </i>Other with great attention. That is the poverty of mind, demanding a refusal to identify God with any concept, theory, document, or event, and allowing for an ongoing growth of gentleness and receptivity.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Fredrick and I always encourage one another as we discuss deep issues of life</td></tr>
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<b>The poverty of heart</b><br />
When our heart is filled with prejudices, worries, and jealousies, there is little room for a stranger. Real hospitality is not exclusive but inclusive and creates space for a large variety of human experiences.<br />
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<b>Having become human, Jesus stayed human.</b></div>
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<b>It was an incredibly humbling process; he didn’t claim special privileges. </b></div>
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<b>Instead, he lived a selfless, obedient life and then died a selfless, obedient death.</b></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"> ~ Philippians 2:6-8, Message</span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gloria and I often meet for lunch, to encourage one another and to discuss a chapter in the current book we're reading.<br />
On this occasion, I also brought some ashes so we could recognize the beginning of Lent.</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">[Note: While at the Cloisters retreat, I read this book of Nouwen's and collected a few of my favorite comments. I then decided to somewhat illustrate them with some of my recent photos. His stuff is always excellent!]</span><br />
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debhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01714981143292248579noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28586092.post-41981661055303958732019-05-27T20:30:00.000+03:002019-08-31T17:34:21.727+03:00Cloisters on the Platte; finding clarity through a three-day Ignation silent retreat<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">In the stillness, clarity emerges</span></b></div>
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Distractions that come from all the noise in our lives makes it difficult to connect with God and find our purpose in life. A silent Ignatian retreat provides an opportunity to draw closer to him, gain perspective, and hear God's clear voice.<br />
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Such retreats draw on the Spiritual Exercises of Ignatius, creating an opportunity and environment to pray and reflect over an extended weekend. A yearly exercise in faith that dates centuries, making a retreat helps you renew your relationship to God and discover newfound faith and clarity.<br />
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<b>Basic principle from Ignatius, for our spiritual lives: </b><br />
Trust that God speaks to his people and realize he has something to say to <i>me</i>.<br />
Therefore, I must create moments of stillness and silence so I can listen and truly hear him!<br />
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<b>Try to keep your soul always in peace and quiet,</b></div>
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<b>always ready for whatever our Lord may wish to work in you.</b></div>
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<b>Wait in awe of God in every single moment.</b><br />
<b>Be attentive and be silent. You will be amazed.</b><br />
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<b>Fall in love with Christ, and stay in love with him. </b><br />
<b>It will affect everything.</b><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Clockwise after me: Beth, Catherine, and Felecia</td></tr>
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We four gals ended up <i>coincidentally</i> staying in the same lodge while at the retreat. We also <i>coincidentally</i> sat at the same table in the dining room for all of our delicious meals. We chatted and got acquainted at our first meal on Thursday evening... when we were still allowed to speak. A few weeks after the retreat ended, we all got together for dinner in Fort Calhoun... and talked and laughed. We anticipate being at the same retreat again next year!<br />
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'Stations of the Cross' is a form of devotion originating in the 4th century, when Christians were first permitted to worship in the Roman Empire. At that time, pilgrims flooded to Jerusalem to pray along the same route that Jesus traveled from his sentencing to his crucifixion. That 2,500-foot path through the old city became known as <i>Via Dolorosa</i>, Latin for the 'Sorrowful Way'. In the 5th century, images of the key moments along Jesus' path were created. Those paintings and sculptures helped Christians who could not travel to the Holy Land be able to reflect on Jesus' last day and message.<br />
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At Cloisters on the Platte, there are 14 superbly done sculpture settings for ones viewing and contemplation. As you walk the path, you are drawn into the story and can reflect on the narrative provided through head-phones. When in Kenya, I often go to Resurrection Gardens in Nairobi, to view their Stations of the Cross. The ones at Cloisters have been so wonderfully crafted, and truly draw you into the various scenes of Christ's agony and sacrifice for us.<br />
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There is no escaping the unfolding brutality. At this particular station, guards bind Jesus to the cross and drive nails into his flesh. His cries of pain pierce our hearts; we want to run from this nightmare but feel compelled to stay close by him. Only then may we hear what Jesus struggles to say. "Father, forgive them. They know not what they do."<br />
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If you've never done a retreat, I would heartily recommend you make time for one! There are a variety of options but if you choose Cloisters on the Platte in Nebraska, here's their <a href="https://cloistersontheplatte.com/" target="_blank">website</a>. If there's no space for the weekend that you prefer, you can opt to be put on the waiting list. The odds are good you might still get in.<br />
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During a 20-minute session with a spiritual adviser, and later as I sat still in my room and silently reflected on his comments, I gained clear direction about when my time will be to leave Kenya and come back to the US.<br />
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In that stillness, clarity truly emerged and I have peace!<br />
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- Leon Brown, baseball player (born 1949)</div>
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debhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01714981143292248579noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28586092.post-43764130039491450552019-05-07T20:26:00.000+03:002019-06-18T20:16:57.635+03:00A fun two-day getaway at Brackenhurst Hotel with a friend, including getting lost - and locked - in the forest in the dark!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Brackenhurst is in one of the many highland areas of Kenya, at over 8,000 feet in elevation. Tea plantations are located where the land is endowed with the perfect conditions - good red soil, consistently nice rainfall, plus bright and sunny days. Tea production is one of Kenya's primary crops, and the harvesting is done primarily by hand.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We squeezed in some GeoCaching around the lovely grounds, all the while enjoying the beauty of nature</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I love chameleons, especially Jackson's Three-Horned, and watched this one for a while on a driveway.<br />
Be sure to see his gait (a way of tricking predators) in this 38-second video I shot.And watch his eyes go back and forth!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The meals at Brackenhurst are amazing, but one day we were tempted to get something at the small café.<br />
HA, HA! These pieces of cake were much larger than Susan and I expected :) </td></tr>
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I brought it along to replace one that had gone missing in Brackenhurst's forest.</td></tr>
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Oh, my! We found it locked! And... it was far too dark to make our way through the many winding trails.</td></tr>
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debhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01714981143292248579noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28586092.post-74414467009263810392019-04-17T03:05:00.000+03:002019-06-13T17:23:00.679+03:00Visits with my friends at Malaba, Fafaral, Mtoni, and Eldoret - all involving getting lifts on motorbikes (aka boda boda)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">After the retreat at Entebbe and a couple of nights at Jinja, I crossed the border leaving Uganda and entered Kenya.<br />After a nice visit with Agnes at her home, we squeezed onto a boda boda so I could get to the stage and head to Eldoret.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">After a rest day, I traveled from Eldoret to Fafaral to visit Nathan and Alice over a cup of tea.<br />Then Nathan and I hopped on his motorbike for the dusty trip on back roads to visit Deb at school.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Deb and her dad, Nathan, on the school grounds where she is now attending secondary school.<br />Regarding the school's mission statement above, all schools in Kenya seem to have these <i>and </i>paint them at their gates.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Nathan and I continued on the dusty back roads to Mtoni to visit Ken and Joan plus their daughters.<br />This is the spot where I used to have my mud hut, always a source of good memories for me.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Robai and I visited Samich again, a restaurant about an hour from Eldoret and just on the edge of the Great Rift Valley.<br />This time we climbed down the path farther than the last time. Whew... the climb back UP is not an easy task.</td></tr>
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debhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01714981143292248579noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28586092.post-6033681476826744162019-04-15T03:04:00.000+03:002019-06-12T20:12:14.056+03:00Azmera Haven Retreat at Entebbe, Uganda plus a visit to Jinja, Uganda plus squeezing in some GeoCaching<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This was one of several beautiful early morning sunrises at Lake Victoria, Entebbe Uganda </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Some of the ladies at our surprise 'birthday party' on our last night, at the Azmera Retreat</td></tr>
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I traveled to Uganda in February to attend an Azmera Haven Retreat. Their goal is to nurture and impact cross-cultural global workers from various nations, so they can serve God and others to their fullest potential and remain faithful to their calling overseas. <i>Azmera</i> is an Ethiopian word meaning 'harvest'.<br />
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Like other similar retreats I've attended, this one was also quite fun and refreshing. It was nice to meet new people at our randomly-assigned tables and get to know those few ladies better throughout the course of our three days together. Additionally the various workshops we could attend, partaking of pampering like pedicures and massages, plus the teaching was all wonderful.<br />
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I arrived two days early so I could do some exploring and GeoCaching, as it was my first time to Entebbe. I got a lift to Jinja from a gal at the retreat. She let me stay at her place for two nights, which also gave me some more time for GeoCaching.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jinja's new suspension bridge was still under construction the last time I was there</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I took a boat out to the spot that Uganda claims is the source of the Nile River, flowing from underground at Lake Victoria.<br />Once there, I was able to log an Earth Cache, by getting this picture.</td></tr>
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debhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01714981143292248579noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28586092.post-2023575986359501852019-04-12T18:03:00.000+03:002019-06-12T18:07:39.541+03:00A few interesting and random shots of typical day-to-day life in my neighborhood and at my house<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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After there was a break-in at one of the nine houses on the compound where I live, the landlady hired Njuguna to do some welding on all of our doors, in theory making the houses more secure.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I always enjoy watching manual labor and had fun chatting with Ngunua. He's proudly showing me his homemade tools.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">He also made this welding machine himself.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Every 'fundi' (repairman) that's been to one of my houses in Nairobi,<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">On that same day, Daniel trimmed my hedges using the ladder he had just built for me.<br />
Later I had chicken and chips (french fries) delivered via a motorbike, for all three of us.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">On a different day, our Assistant Chief Madam Sarah, met with several of us who live in the Muthaiga shops neighborhood.<br />
We discussed recent break-ins, plus the new <i>Huduma Namba</i> (service number) every Kenyan is supposed to get.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here's a few of the neighbors who attended the meeting, including Mama Sharee (white shirt), who owns the duka where I shop. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mama Sharee's shop is on the far left, where she stocks basic kitchen supplies and fresh produce.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sometimes my friend, Fredrick, trims my hedges... along with help from his son, Jason.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I planted these hedges in front of my house with Daniel (pictured above)<br />
shortly after I moved in 5 years ago. Now they're envied by all my neighbors :)</td></tr>
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