My Own Little World with Lyrics - Matthew West

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I'm home, but my mind often wonders to Kenya. I was told before I left that once I'd seen Africa, I'd fall in love and nothing would be the same. I thought at the time how could that happen, it's just a place. But I stand corrected. Africa has a hold on me.
Everywhere you look you see poverty, and I mean everywhere. There can be a multi-million dollar building standing tall and proud, but right beside it is a wreck of a shop:  tin roof, dirt floor, garbage. But the land is free. It's so hard to explain. The people really don't have anything, yet they have more then I do. They have a freedom that I long to have. Social stigma is almost non-existent. Everyone is on the same level; all long for clean bodies, more food to eat, money for education, shoes and clothes that don't have holes in them and the opportunity to choose a future. Yet they're happy. The children play, dream, and share what little they have.
Can I say the same for myself? Am I happy with what I have. Am I willing to share the 'lots' that I have. No, I worry. Worry about the 'Jonses'. Worry about money. Worry about the future.
When I arrived in Kenya I felt sorry for the people I seen, even had my nose out of joint thinking my life was better then theirs. I leave Kenya jealous of their faith. Every day they rely on God for everything. The gap between them and God is so small, sometime you feel like you could reach out and touch Him. I long for that. I  have insulated myself with money, education, things, self-fulfillment and the mind set that I don't need anyone. That to 'need' someone is what failures do when they're weak. I have learned that it takes more strength to need someone then to try and do it all on my own.
I thank God for grace. Grace that allows me to screw up, yet still feel loved. I think the grace of God is what keeps us going in life. The children of Kenya live 'by the grace of God' everyday.
There is a song on the radio that says:

Take a look at the mountains
Stretching a mile high
Take a look at the ocean
Far as your eye can see
And think of Me

Take a look at the desert
Do you feel like a grain of sand?
I am with you wherever
Where you go is where I am

And I'm always thinking of you
Take a look around you
I'm spelling it out one by one

(Chorus)
I love you more than the sun
And the stars that I taught how to shine
You are mine, and you shine for me too
I love you yesterday and today
And tomorrow, I'll say it again and again
I love you more

Just a face in the city
Just a tear on a crowded street
But you are one in a million
And you belong to Me

And I want you to know
That I'm not letting go
Even when you come undone

(Mathew West)


PS Jesus, if I haven't said it recently,... thank you.

 Notice Victoria's t-shirt!! I think she would be happy to know they are clothing children that have very little.

 Compass School, around 300 total. Assembly they did for us the last day we were there. This room is a total of 3 classrooms.

 Lunch at the school. Stickers were a huge success.

 A boy that didn't get enough to eat. He asked the other boy for some and he shared the little that he did have.

 My favorite boy from Somalia. He spoke 3 languages and helped us interpret for the other Somalian refugees that were new at the school. Most of the Somalian kids that came to the school had escaped the genocide in their home land. When asked about their family, many replied they were all dead.

 Masai women lined up to receive food: some kind of green vegetable,  millet flour, lard, something else I can't remember.

 Beautiful baby girl in a Lamu school. She is too young for school but notice the colouring job. I can't colour in the lines as good as she can!

Lunch simmering on the stove: beans, beans, beans.

The costrast of Kenya

 Here are some picutre of the amazing flowers around campus and the area. The hybiscus grow WILD and HUGE.

 Not sure what this flower is but it smells like heaven.

 This is the enterance to the little cafe that we eat most of our meals at. For breakfast you will find eggs, either scambled or fried/scambled and toast, or something you could call the hardest toast you've ever eaten. And dinner that is always rice, green stuff and mystery meat in sauce. Not my favorite but you can't say we're starving.

 Sorry I didn't get this one turned before posting it. This is the name of the cafe.

 Example of some of the house on campus and in the area.

 A favorite!

 And know for the other side of Kenya. This is an enterance to a local slum called Bul Bul. That is garbage with goats eating it. When they say a goat will eat anything they weren't kidding (kidding, haha, parden the pun!). Goats are what we would call Seagull's. Oh and by the way, those are upper class housing your looking at.

And then there's the school washrooms. Code name, longdrop. Do I have to explain?

 Charts in the classroom. Poor quality but atleast they're accurate.

 I think this was Class 1? Notice the little man in the front row sleeping. Who know's what he had to endure just to get there that day.I tried to upload a video and it didn't seem to want to do that, and I'm tired, so I will try again tomorrow and see what happens.

Pictures of the safari

 so here are the jeeps we rode in all around the safari, wide open, nice breeze and easy to take pictures from

 If you reseaching here is the name of the resort we stayed at. Mind blowing and worth every penny.

 This picture doesn't do justice to the sun rise on the Sarengeti. Maybe those is Sasketchewan will know what I mean, the land is just as flat.

 This photo was taken on the way to the plane on the last day. Not sure if it's called a herd or not, there were alot of them.

 Here's a moma and two babies. One is a little older then the other.

 On the second day we were taken to a river for 'Breakfast with the Hippo's" and I mean with the hippo's. We were on the river bank drinking champange and eating fresh fruit, omlettes, bacon, anything you want, with the hippo's in the background. those are not rocks but instead hippo ears and noses. There was of course the guy with the big gun close by.

 Here is mister man himselft, can you see the meal beside him. Think in was a Toppi.

 And know its mom's turn, she favor's the zebra!! This took place about 5 feet away from us.

And then this guy is waiting for his turn at breakfast.

Hope these pictures are fun to look at, I have a ton but no time to post them all.  Talk tp you soon.

Mara Serena

Good morning from Kenya! I have just returned from the Serengeti, yes never in a million years would I have imagined myself saying those words. Not sure if it's spelled right though! We left for the Masi Mara on Saturday and spent 3 days driving around looking for wild animals. And we found them, lots of them. They call it the Big 5: Lion, Elephant, Rhino, Buffalo and Leopard. We were successful in seeing all but the Leopard. The land is amazing, so flat and hot. You can see for miles. I know this doesn't mean much becasue you can't see the picturs but it's very hard here to download stuff. The computers at the University aren't very good and the one I'm on know isn't very big. But regarless, the trip was amazing. We seen Giraffes, Gazells, Hyena' s, Impala's, worthogs, Cheeta's, Topi's, Waterbucks, African Buffalo's, Zera's, Crocodiles, Hippo's , Black Mamba and various birds. Hopfully I can get pictures downloaded tonight.
All in all it was an amazing trip, something I will never forget. We were even able to go to a working Masi village and barter with the women for thier goods, something I'm quit good at. So, I will write more tonight.  Love you all.

Compass School, 280 children

Class 3 (grade 3)

Class 4 (grade 4)

The school is in rought shape and has no money to pay their teacher or feel the children. Many teacher stay because they beleive in the kids. What they do feed them for lunch is beans and a thick biscuit kind of thing, trust me when I say we wouldn't eat it. Some only receive 5 beans in their bowls. After examining half of them malnutrition is the leading cause of their pains. It costs $300 dollars US to feed all these kids for one month. The money that was given to me from family and friends is going to this school. I will take pictures of how much food that money can buy. It's the least and I mean the least I can do for them. I want to thank everyone who is reading this, praying for me, who have given me money and to those that feel the pull in your heart. If you respond to that pull, I personally know 280 kids plus teacher who would thank you.

Victoria's Passion

Lastnight I was asked to speak about Victoria and explain why the trip was named after her. I decided to read her testimony because it's her story in her words. I honestly thought I could read it without crying, never happened. I blubbered like an idiot, not because I was sad for her but becasue the last year and a half had finally come together on that day. I was reading her story to ladies in Africa, speaking about His love. I was blown away with the fact that even from death, He can still use you. There wasn't a dry eye in the house, Jesus was definetly in the room. It was because of Him this story was able to be told. I'm crying now as I write this because my deepest desire in life is to be His servant. From the day I met Vic, He had this all planned which makes me very excited for the future. For the first time in my life I have no plans past today. He has totaly control and He hasn't let me down, the fact that I'm sitting in the hot sun of Kenya is a testiment to that!
Psalms 42:1 As a deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, O God. My soal thirsts for God, for the living God.