Well, I am facing my last night here in Kenya. It has been an unbelievable trip–I have seen and been a part of so much. I give God thanks for all of it. Last night, I spent the night away from the hotel. This was something I had planned with Pastor David before coming. I was treated like royalty, though I did most of the cooking. We stopped at the grocery store on the way out to Njoro for me to buy some things for dinner–southern style. I treated them to some down home fried chicken and corn the way my mama makes it. It was delicious!!! David and Anne were so nice that they gave up their bed for me–though they didn’t tell me it was their bed. Kenyan culture leaves even our southern hospitality missing something. My shoes were scrubbed and looked like new this morning when I awoke. I could go on, but will leave the rest of the details for some other time. I needed a good night after a long day of worship. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoyed every moment of it–it just wore me out. I preached at Pastor Ken’s Kiti Church. We even celebrated Communion. After worship, we took a quick break for lunch so we could rest up for worship #2–the Sudanese refuge service. These people are absolutely beautiful and incorporate all of the native dancing and singing into their praise. It was beautiful to be a part of. I was, of course, expected to bring a message of encouragement, so I talked about Paul’s call to love being the greatest. I must say that preaching so much without any notes has been a challenge this week, but have really felt the Spirit move in some new and exciting ways. I am not sure where my preaching style will go from here back in the States–we’ll just have see where the Spirit continues to lead. Today, I was awakened by the sound of roosters crowing around 6 AM. That was ok because I got to see Shadrack off to school. This is Pastor David’s 11 year old son. After that I immediately began peeling potatoes and frying some sausage links. We had a hearty breakfast before we headed out for the day. Our first stop was in a little country village called Mosop. This is where Baby Diana lives. I had shared about her before my trip–she is 4 years old but has recently had surgery to remove a brain tumor. Due to malnutrition, she was unable to have the surgery for quite some time. When Pastor Ken learned of the situation, he took her in to help her gain some weight. The surgery was successful and she is now back in her home village. Please check out the pictures of the homes in her village–very beautiful. We took groceries to her mother today as well as blankets for most of the women–we never have enough. I was blessed to be in each of these people’s presence today. They were so grateful and thanked God through praise and singing for bringing us there. It is always humbling to have singing begin when we pull up–but the people truly are grateful for what God is doing in their midst. From there, we travelled back to the other side of Nakuru towards Pastor Kens church where we were yesterday. In the past 6 months we have funded a Tailoring School for women who currently have no work. They are learning to see they too can break the cycle of dependency. While there, Maureen and I were presented with our own traditional Kenyan wear–Maureen a dress and me a shirt. We wore them both for the dinner we enjoyed the Pastors and their families. We visited 4 ladies who have been to start their own businesses through OJI funding as well as saw Pastor Ken’s chickens. I think we have squeezed everything we could out our time here. Tomorrow we will conclude our visit with an OJI business meeting with the pastors and then do a little shopping before we head towards Nairobi. Out flight is not until 10:40 PM tomorrow night (3:40 EST). Hopefully, we will see some wildlife on our way up the road. I will look forward to seeing everyone on Sunday. Peace!