• Kenya is experiencing a widespread famine due to the lack of rain

• No, we still have not sold our house; Yes, we are looking into alternatives…care to offer any?

• Our monthly support target is $5400.  Currently we have pledges for $2155.

• Underwear is hard to come by in Nairobi.

• Our Outgoing budget is $50,000.  We have raised $16,855.  When you include the monthly gifts that will feed that account until we leave, we could be up to around $32,000 by June.  That leaves about $18,000 we still need to locate.  To put it in perspective, that means we have already covered Brian’s flight training, travel expenses, African Orientation, equipment, etc.  What remains will buy our car and furnish our home in Nairobi (just as examples).

• Due to the drought, electricity in Nairobi is rationed.  Each home is only allowed electricity every other day for the unforeseeable future.

•  We are still planning for Brian to start training on March 1^st.  Therefore, his current employer is planning for his departure on February 1^st.  Yes, this is faith at its finest!

• The movie “Lion King” actually uses accurate Swahili; hakuna matata really does mean “there are no problems”

• Our greatest need is new opportunities to share the ministry.  Ask your Sunday Schools, Bible Studies, Small Groups, employer, etc. if they would be willing to hear from us.

Thank you for standing with us!  Just watching the hits on this blog is a source of encouragement!  We appreciate your partnership.

***Coming soon…more videos and new photos!

So, this is a new style of writing for me but I truly enjoyed the effort.  WARNING: while this post is based on a true story, I assure you all my marbles are securely stowed!

She was stunning.  I have seen beautiful women in my time but none as striking as she was.  And that is all I knew about her.  I couldn’t tell you what made her so attractive. I saw her only for a millisecond before she disappeared down the airport escalator.  After two failed attempts at the computerized kiosks I was standing in line with the rest of the technologically delayed passengers when I spotted her.  I may not have seen her at all except I couldn’t take my eyes off of the family of 4 who battled with the luggage of a family of twenty.  I was envisioning the scene my own family would make when departing for Africa when I was mysteriously distracted by the fleeting presence of this phantom beauty.  I can tell you she had raven black hair and dark blood red stiletto heels.  As to her face, what she wore or what she carried I can’t recall.  Not that it mattered much as I would become increasingly familiar with her over the following 48 hours.

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