My Three Sons

Okay, so in the most technical sense they are not all mine.  The two oldest ones are sort of foster-sons. 

I don't normally capture moments like this one, but I got it tonight!  We are doing an advent devotional as a family before supper every night.  Tonight after eating it was reading time while I caught up on the computer.  I glanced up and saw Moses about to fall asleep, cuddled up to Jonah, as Jonah read a book and rocked Ryan at the same time.

William and I assumed responsibility for Jonah a little over two years ago.  He has had a difficult upbringing with a mother who severely mentally ill and no father in the picture.  Although he was quite a few years behind, he somehow managed to score extremely well on his primary school (eighth grade) exit exams.  He was invited to attend a secondary boys boarding school with a very good reputation.  At that time we decided to stand by this young man and assist him in obtaining his goal of getting an education.  The first year we did a harambe (local fundraiser) in our church and community to help raise his school fees.  This year a woman from my church heard his story and helped sponsor him for this school-year.  Last year, whenever he was on school breaks he would come and work with William at the farm.  He would show up at breakfast time and leave in the early evening.  I always assumed he went home to his mom's house.  Half-way through this year I found out that he was moving from place-to-place to sleep and that he never ate supper.  Since then we have pulled him in more and more as a family member.  We are so proud of him.  He finished his sophmore year of high school strong, ranking fifth in his class of fifty-five!

I shared about Moses a few posts back.  Moses has a family in Turkana but they are not in a position to care for him at this time.  So we are fostering Moses as our son until his family is in a position to care for him again. We know for sure that he will be attending Brook of Faith (ELI's primary school) this next school-year starting in January.  We have already had one person step up to assist with school fees for Moses.  If you are interested in helping sponsor either of these special young men please let me know!

Giving Thanks: William's Relief Mission to Famine-Affected Families

On this eve of Thanksgiving my heart and mind are both very full. I find myself especially thankful for the gift of life this year. And I find that I'm asking myself what I am to do to truly make a difference in this world.

I would love to share some pictures with you.  William recently returned from a relief mission to Turkana, one of the areas in Kenya that is currently affected by the drought and famine. The team of four Kenyans were able to distribute relief food to 1,800 families.  Here are some photos documenting their trip.

This is one of the churches in Turkana as they are holding the maize for distribution

In the capital of the region there was a borehole near the church. This is the only source of clean water in that area and people will walk miles to come for the water.

Unloading the Truck

This woman came 40km to receive her relief food.

William was so blessed to bring hope along with food to these struggling people.

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People all crowded under any piece of shade they could find while waiting for their food distribution

Women waiting for the distribution

And the Kiprop Family Grows Again

William and Moses in front of our Home

William recently returned from a special mission to Northern Kenya to help with a famine relief outreach.  You have likely seen in the news that the horn of Africa is currently undergoing a severe drought which has led to famine.  During William’s mission to the Lake Turkana region he met a struggling pastor with eight children.  His fourth-born, Moses, immediately latched on to William.  After spending some time with William’s team, Moses began to beg to go with William so that he could go back to school.  Do to the family’s current struggles to just survive, Moses had to leave school.  The last class he completed was Standard Two (second grade).  We think he is around 11 years old but we really aren’t certain of his age. His father came to William and asked if there was any possibility that William could take Moses home with him to offer him a better future. At that point William called me.  We both had a strong sensation that this is from the Lord.  

Moses in his home place of Turkana

William spent most of his growing-up years in an unofficial adoptive family.  It was the amazing care of that family that has shaped William into the incredible man he is today.  Before William and I were married he told me that it is in his heart to reach out to other struggling children just as his second family had reached out to him.  So we always knew that sooner or later we would be getting involved in the lives of children like Moses.  

William and Moses arrived home yesterday at 4:30 in the morning.  He is very energetic and outgoing.  I have a feeling he likes to be at the center of attention.  He is double jointed, has a great sense of rhythm and loves to dance.  He could not believe that music was coming out of baby Ryan's stuffed lion.  He just stared at it for about five minutes this morning.  He is terrified of our dogs; absolutely petrified.  And it probably doesn't help that one of them is named Kali (which means harsh!).  He refuses come close to them or let them smell him.  And when William and I have tried to walk him over to them he grabs our arms and tries to hide behind us.  So I'm going to just leave it alone for now.  He may need to just be escorted around the yard until he gets comfortable with them.

He has a big smile and an air of confidence for such a little guy.  He does understand and speak a little English.  I have a feeling he understands more than William first realized, and I think he will pick it up quickly.  Yesterday he was pointing at things and telling me their English names.   The first time I saw that confidence crack was when I put him to bed last night.  As I tucked him in he looked so small and insecure.  He ducked his head under the covers as I prayed with him.  Today when I came home from the clinic for lunch he came running up to greet me.

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His situation has reminded me of stories I have heard about families giving out their children during the great depression because they were unable to care for them.  I can’t imagine being so desperate for my child to get food and education that I would be willing to send him with strangers.  But that is exactly what happened to Moses.  

It is our hope to enroll Moses in ELI’s private school.  They have just completed the school–year and will open school again in January.  We would appreciate your prayers for this special little boy as he adjusts to new people in a new environment.  If you would like to partner with us in financially helping to support Moses to go to school please let me know.  We are unsure of how long he will be with us.  But we do know that we want to do everything in our ability to help him pursue his education until his family is in a position where they are able to provide for him again.

TIA - This is Africa!

Nothing is easy in Africa. Okay, I really shouldn't say "nothing" because there certainly are some things that are easy here. But today is one of those days when that statement feels really true. On one of my earlier visits to this community, my friend who has lived here for a number of years told me "Michelle nothing here is simple or easy." And she really had a point.

Our electric shower-head (yes we do combine electricity and water here, and yes it is a bit scary!) quit working a few nights ago.  My hubby is off on an incredible mission for a few days (which I'll blog about when he gets back) so I'm here fighting cold showers and bucket baths with just a two-month-old for moral support. I decided to do the logical thing and call the electrician to come and take a look at it.

The last time I called an electrician, he took our money for new parts and disappeared for a few days. William had to hunt him down to get him to actually apply the money to what it was intended for. When he finally came and got the job done William wasn't home so he charged me twice as much as he should have for labor.  Seeing as I would like to use the shower sooner rather than later and William is not here to help me negotiate labor costs, I decided to call someone else.

After very quietly working in the bathroom for about fifteen minutes he came out carrying the shower head. The conversation went something like this:

Electrician:  So some of the holes are blocked, do you have a needle so I can clear them?

Michelle: Sure, but is that really the reason that the water is not getting hot?


Electrician: No, that shouldn't make the water cold. There was some rust inside, but I fixed it and it's working now.

Michelle: Can you show me how it is working?

Electrician: Okay let me just re-attach the head.  See it's okay, the water is flowing here.  (And the water certainly is flowing, in fact it seems to have flowed all over my entire bathroom.  I'm starting to wonder if there is a single square-inch anywhere in the room that is not covered in water.)

Michelle: But the water is cold.

Electrician:  It's not that cold, did you really need it to be hot? (Note, the water is COLD, not even lukewarm.)

Michelle:  Umm, yeah.  That's why I called you.  The water is not getting hot and it needs to be hot.

Electrician: Okay, let me work on it a little longer.  (Another 15 minutes and he re-emerges.)  So it's time for you to buy a new shower head.  This one is finished.  (Which is what I had kind of suspected from the get go.)

Michelle: Really?  It's only two years old.  (We finally got indoor plumbing exactly two years ago.)

Electrician: Two years! It's amazing it lasted that long.

Michelle: Okay well how much is the new one going to cost?

Electrician: Well you know that with the current inflation (which is a whole other blog post) it's almost double what it used to cost.  And he gave me a price range based on the different qualities available.

Michelle: Well I obviously need to get the higher quality one this time.

Electrician:  Oh you had the highest quality one last time, that's why it lasted you so long.

Sigh...... Sometimes you just have to say TIA (This is Africa!) and take a deep breath and go on with your day.

Growing Up

Our kids from the Children's Home are growing up.  I'm so proud of how they are maturing into lovely young men and women.  I remember so clearly the day the first children arrived.  You can read about it here.  This week some of our children completed eighth grade.  They are required to take an important exam that will determine their high school eligibility.  It's almost like taking SAT's and applying for college.  High schools choose students based on how well they score in these national exams.  We invited the kids who just finished exams to come take chai and visit with us.  We went around the room and had each child share what they want to be when they grow up.  They asked me a lot of questions about my career choice, education, and how I came to be in Africa.  We had a great time of sharing together and discussing the future.  We ran outside to snap a few pictures before the rain came. The kids chose their own poses for the photos.

The Girls

The Boys

Harvest

In our community people have been extremely busy these last two months getting their maize harvested and stored. It's been a fight with the weather as the rains have lasted much longer than normal and have caused many farmers to lose portions of their crops.  Nonetheless, Kenyans are hardy people who know how to push through challenges.  Here are some snapshots of the harvest this year.

Resting in the Shade While Mommy is Working

Removing the dry maize from the stalks that have been put into stacks for drying

Spread Out in the Sun to Dry

The Process of Removing the Maize Kernels from the Cobs

Health Center!!!

In the last few years our clinic has continued to expand and grow.  Quite some time ago we outgrew our official title of "Dispensary".  So we have been pursing the next level of licensing which is to become a Health Center.  I'm pleased to announce that in September our application was approved and we are officially registered as the UPEC Chebaiywa Health Center now!!!

So what does this mean?  Well it means that we can now act as a referral center for other smaller clinics in the surrounding areas.  When they have cases too challenging for their facilities, they can send the patients on to us.  It also means that we can admit patients for longer than 24hrs to receive inpatient care.  And finally it allows us to launch a full Women's Health Center with services ranging from maternity to cervical cancer prevention and early intervention. 

And with the upgrade to Health Center we have also joined the world of Facebook.  Click here to like the Health Center and stay updated on what's happening. 

This will be the Women's Health Center when we Launch in January

The Kiprop Family with the Health Center Staff

The Health Center Main Buildings