| Getting ready for Chapel! |
| Teaching 80 kids tunnel ball...heheh! That's fun! ;) |
| Sport's Day at I Afrika! |
| We have a library now! It is wonderful! |
| Swimming lesson time! |
| Learning so many things in the library! |
"Whoever pursues love and righteousness finds life, prosperity and honour!" Proverbs 21:21
| A few people have asked me why? Why... would I give up my paying job to go and help street boys. Some people have almost called me crazy...Don't worry...sometimes I think I am too. ;) This is WHY... Some of the boys are shy, withdrawn, quiet. They look down when you speak out of either fear or respect for you. Other boys are confident, give full eye contact and can share a story with you with ease. Each boy at I Afrika is different and unique and gifted in their own special ways. The youngest member of the family is 5 years old- the oldest are in university and over 20 years old. Some are artists, acrobats, dancers, singers, mentors, farmers, keepers of rabbits- others are young and innocent and all were vulnerable and are now safe. A little while ago I sat with each of the boys, interviewing them and asking them questions about their age and their favourite things to do and their favourite foods. One boy confidently sat down and began telling me the story of his life. I listened intently...trying to wrap my brain around his story...A story 17 years in the making! Just. 17. This young man's mother died when he was a young age and his father became mentally ill. He was taken to a children's home in Naivasha to live (a town 91 kms away from Nairobi). After a little while of living in this home the directors of the home suddenly died and he was forced to run to the streets. Eventually the police caught him and he was taken to live in juvenille school/detention. After being in juvenile detention he was taken back to Nairobi to live with his very elderly grandmother who couldn't feed or look after him. Finally, I Afrika heard of his plight and brought him to stay. As he finished his story I thanked him. I thanked him for sharing and being open and being willing to share this incredible story so eloquently. I took his picture and a smile SO huge almost broke my camera!! ;) When he left the room I sat with one of the staff members in silence and just smiled. Out of nowhere came laughter, uncontrollable, ridiculous, belly-shaking laughter. I laughed as an outlet...merely to stop the tears from streaming down my face. How...??? How can a boy of only 17 have gone through so much, yet be so transparent and honest and confident to share. I was angry. I was angry for him and for his continued misfortunate as he grew up. I was confused. I questioned why and how this could happen. At the same time I was happy for him. Happy that he's now in a safe, loving home. SO.MANY.EMOTIONS.ALL.AT.ONE.TIME!!! I listened...to over 35 such stories that day. Each one as horrifying as the last and the next one coming. Each time a boy strutted into the room as I took a deep breath and wondered why and how he ended up here. For me...the journey with these boys is just beginning. My desire is that I can form a solid, meaningful mentorship role with each of these boys. I want to know their hearts and I want them to know of the God who loves them and planned their stories out, each step of the way. I want them to grow up trusting and knowing that the world's an ok place again. I want them to be able to catch up in school and learn and marvel and wonder at how things happen. I want them to investigate and use their problem solving skills in practical ways. I want them to think deeply and critically and to make smart choices. I want their teacher's to be the best loving, teachers that they can possibly be. I want the boys to know that it's ok to love and be loved. I want them to know what service looks like. I want them to know they are on this planet for a divine purpose. I hope and pray that I will be a part of each of their purposes as they unfold. For me...life isn't about money and expensive things and riches...My riches are not here on Earth. I am here to serve and to love and to live a full life. A life where I wake up and get dusty feet all day and have hard and enjoyable conversations and experiences and give all that I can. And then collapse into bed, knowing I did all I could. It's not easy. But I wasn't created for easy. Would you consider praying for me? I need all the help I can get in this terrifying jump of faith! I can't WAIT to see how God's gonna work everything out. :) |