Sisters On A Mission

Hello family and friends!   This week millions went to the polls to elect a new President.  Despite tribalism and grievances from the past, God was gracious and answered our pleas for peace!   After the advise of several friends and family, I choice to spend election week away from voting centers. The Lord renewed and refreshed me in time spent at the Resurrection Prayer Garden and nunnery . It was also quite humorous,  as I was the only woman there along with a  group of men who were on a silent retreat.  It was hilarious, me sitting in the cafeteria eating at a table by myself, looking at the clock, twiddling my thumbs as men silently walked past with plates of food, all giving glances in my direction.  It was heaven until about the third day, when I could no longer take the silence and solitude, at which time I went to a friend's house at a Christian College next door. There I enjoyed the company of Liam (6), Lila (9), Kiara (12), and their mum and dad Ben &

Nairobi is experiencing an unusually hot and dry season, where the wind is blowing the dusty streets, heaping layers of dirt onto furniture and floors.  As a result many people's lungs have been dry and agitated and there has been a lot of coughing, myself included.  Nairobi, temporarily is a desert. As I was coughing away while preparing supper, God reminded me of times of dry seasons in my life; times when I lacked many things. There are times in our lives when God allows a dry season of deprivation and/or loss. In my experience, these seasons often come one after another. They can involve a lack of material resources, a loss of health or a loved one.  And simultaneously  they often entail the absence of community and periods of loneliness. Some people have compared these times to being in a desert.  Have you ever visited a desert in it's driest season?  The heat bearing down on you is merciless and it is agonizing because you can not hide from the sun.  The drynes