There was also a little boy although I never got his name.  He grabbed both of my hands, climbed up my legs and did a flip off of me.  When the other kids saw this they came over and were pushing each other out of the way like they didn’t want to share me.  It was time for lunch and the other kids went, but this particular boy would have done it all day if we didn’t force him to go eat.  Although we couldn’t communicate because of the language barrier, I think laughter was a universal language that day :o)  I think these kids had a great time although I’m sure they will forget us because I
think they get visitors every so often.  I’m okay with that, but my
point is I know I will not forget them as they have made a bigger impact on my life than I think I will be able to make on theirs.

Seems like a majority of the work I have put in to some of the
ministries has not been able to be used.  This is a frustration but a common thing in a 3rd world country.  Some of the work Krystle and I did at TULIP was not able to be used because of computer problems.  It has been a bit frustrating, but I am learning to just accept and be patient.  And it’s not all bad as I’m sure TULIP will be able to use the things we did for another time.  The display I spent time putting together was never able to be used because it was too windy the day we went to Nairobi Chapel with the girls to promote their work to support raise for the girls to go to school.  Even the
plans for the orphanage were tweaked due to our transportation circumstances (we got there about and hour and a half late).  It’s things like these that is teaching me patience.

Krystle and I went to get our visas renewed and got to experience (yet again) “Kenyan authority system” but this time we were favored.  When we went to Tanzania they stamped my passport 2 months and hers 3 months.  So actually Krystle was okay ‘till January but not me...YIKES!  But what this lady did was renew my visa for a month (with out making me pay) and I have to go back in January with Krystle.  She even renewed it for a month and 3 days saying, “you came back on the 16th” which was absolutely not true but saying it out loud as if stating a fact for us all to believe.  In my head I
was saying, “keep it shut, keep it shut” as for me and Krystle not to
spoil my “Irish luck.”  Supposedly every thing should be fine when I return in a month, but since the system works however they want it to according to however they feel that day I’m a bit nervous.  Please pray it all works out okay in January with no hassles or problems.

I’ve been mixed up in my days and actually been thinking this last
week, “I don’t want to return home back to working.” I have been enjoying this time off since everything has basically shut down for 2 weeks for everyone has gone home to “shags” for Christmas.  We aren’t going to Yoland’s or Bob’s shags, we will be in Nairobi.  Krystle and I have been to a couple of “end of the year” parties for Lifespring and CCP.  Pastor Bob is kind of like my Kenyan dad and one day I was getting a bit of a lecture (but a real kind and small of a deal one) on “minimizing mistakes.”  I accidentally took a picture of the airport (we are staying at Airport View and Wilson Airport is
behind the house…it’s the busiest airport in East Africa and you know I love to watch the planes) so I was told I was lucky to not have another Tanzania/Kenya border experience.  Anyway, I think I may have had another “need to minimize my mistakes” experience at the Lifespring party.  I was sitting with Pastor Bob and Gabriel (he is another staff member) and respect is a very important thing here, especially with Pastors.  Example: I can call Pastor Bob, “Mr. Bobby, Bob, Mr. B,” basically anything I want at home.
  But I definitely can not call him anything but Pastor Bob at church!  So at the lunch party I said to Pastor Bob, “do you wanna roll” and he looked at me in confusion cuz I guess it was all jumbled together “doyouwannaroll.”   They like to make fun of the way I talk all the time.  But he finally gotit and said jokingly, “we say ‘Do. You. Want. A. Bun?  We call them buns.’” 
So my genius, very respectful mind responds with a mouth full of bread, “in America we call these buns” as I am rubbing my right butt cheek.  Oopsies!

I can’t believe Christmas is a week away.  Still, it does not feel like itbut I am looking forward to spending it with Bob, Yoland and their very dear family.  I think we may be going to one of the national parks or something. 

The day after Christmas Krystle and I will be heading to Masai Mara (not sure how to spell that) but we are going on a Safari to one of the best places!!!  And then we will be going to the coast.  I am looking forward to that. Next time I write I will get to tell you all about the lions and zebras and hopefully cheetahs that I saw :o)  I wish you all a Merry Christmas with special times with your loved ones!  God bless you all and Happy New Year as well. 

Travel safely and baraka sana!!!