Krystle and I are continuing with our ministry work which is all basically
the same as I’ve been telling you so I don’t want to bore you with the same
stories. But I do ask you to pray for us as we are trying to "wrap" things
up by the beginning of March so we can have the last 2 weeks to see people
and say our good-byes. CCP has released us – we are done with our work
their. We continue to stay busy with the profiles for TULIP and I’ll be
teaching a class on "managing money" to the youth at Lifespring in to the
2nd week of March (just on Thursday’s for 2 hours).
I must be a target for pick-pocketer's. Not once, not twice, BUT 3 times
they attempted to steal from me and only the first time were they
successful. I think I shared with you the first two…the first one when they
stole my phone, the second was in Mombasa when they tried to steal my
camera. This third time was in a matatu (where I was a target before I even
got in). It went something like this: 1 guy was sitting behind me, then a
guy on my left and one on my right – they arranged it that way making me
move in the middle so at that time I said, "you better not be trying to pick
pocket me!" The two on the side had "briefcases" that are empty that they
probably use to store their stolen goods and the one behind me continued to
pull at my seatbelt trying to distract me. I was concerned about the
valuables in my pockets so kept them covered where as my backpack on my lap
just had some paper work and hand sanitizer. I kept getting my seat belt
tugged so I turned around, shoved the guy and yelled, "this is my seat
belt…get off!" The very next second the guy next to me had his "briefcase"
over my bag so then I began to fight him off by shoving him and his
briefcase now to discover my backpack just magically opened on its own. I
gave this guy a piece of my mind as well almost crying when I was done
yelling! This all happened in less than 90 seconds. As the 3 thieves were
alighting I yelled, "Nice try!"
There is an 8 year old racist Indian girl in our estate. Some time early
last week I was walking in to the front gate as she approached me and said,
"My friend told me to tell you that mzungus smell like mafi." So I asked
her what that was and she quietly whispered, "Mzungu smell like poo-poo." I
was so shocked and kind of mad so I just replied, "Tell your friend to come
tell me himself." One or two days later the girl approached Krystle saying
the same thing, and the day after that approached another mzungu - Canadian
Christie living with us. Once we all discovered she had been saying the
same thing to us I told the girls we should poop in a bag and give it to
the girl. That would show her! We didn’t do it.
Friday Krystle and I were craving a hot fudge sundae. So we went to
Nakumatt where they have an upstairs restaurant and cyber. First we got our
ice-cream and then checked our email. Then we discovered "Mexican" food on
the menu and ordered a beef chimichanga. It tasted like mongollian beef. I
have stocked up the carbs here staying away from the meat as much as
possible. At home I don’t eat much meat anyway, but when I get home, Shad
please cook me a steak and when I eat that one, please bring me another one!
Have I mentioned before how people generally arrive late? On my way to
Lifespring I have to take 2 matatus. On Thursday to my first connection it
took about an hour because of a jam (later I heard they had some roads
closed due to a shooting some where) and it should have taken me no more
than 5 minutes. Then I crossed the road to get my next mat and traffic
wasn’t even moving. So what did I do? I decided to go in to Nakumatt, eat
breakfast (the place where we got our Mexican Chinese food). By the time I
came out about 40 minutes later the jam had gone. I got to Lifespring about
2 ½ hours late. So if I come home and am SLOW or late, please be patient
with me.
I keep mentioning how fast the time is going by but it’s so true. Imagine,
I used to say "6 months is too long" and now I’m saying it is not enough.
Please continue to pray as time is ending and am feeling many things. May
God bless you and all you are doing! I can now count to 20 in Swahili. I
won’t count for you but don’t have any thing else good in Swahili to share
with you – "uma shiba?" Are you full? See you’s…
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