Faces of Kenya (photos)
Beautiful children, vibrant colors, every aged wrinkle with its own story. I'll miss each and every one of these faces, even the dirt on my own. I love you, Kenya.
Author: Adventures
87 things
We have been out of Kenya for a week now and it's making me realize how much I loved living there. Below are 87 things that either I have learned, loved, lived, or read during the month we were in Kenya.
1. My 5 Maasai dads
2. Seeing the love of God so apparent
3. Tea time
3. Mama Agnus
4. Floppy
5. Not having to shower
6. The walking
7. The children
Christine and Naspipae
Judas and Joseph
8. Waking up and seeing elephants
9. Hosea 6:1-3
10. Words of encouragment
11. My daily alarm being goats
12. The radio
13. Joseph and Peter
14. The hearts of the Maaai people
15. God planting his...
Hurry up and Wait
If there is one thing you learn from living in Africa, its patience. This is something I have realized very quickly.
Probably during the times I spent waiting.
Waiting in the hot sun for the bus to pick us up, waiting during long rides while inside that same bus with at least three times as many people who should naturally fit inside it. Waiting for meetings to start, the usual kind of stopping and waiting when I try to walk and my skirts and my hair get snagged on just about every thorn bush in Kenya. When told we are leaving at 8:30am sharp- waiting till actually 10:00. I wait while...
It’s not over
Our month in Kenya was extraordinary. The people we stayed with and worked alongside of were some of the most genuine, caring, beautiful people on the planet, I'm convinced. Maasai land is beautiful, the people are wonderful, and the culture is colorful. The girls that make up our team are so loving and have the biggest hearts. Leaving was hard because we lived so much life with our "family" there. It was also strange because it felt like something was ending, but our trip is not even halfway over.
When we first drove across the border into...
We are now Maasai
The past month living with the Maasai way out in the bush of Kenya was an experience I will never forget! We had such an adventure. We were blessed with getting to become part of many wonderful families. Most of which had the last name Meshami… Everywhere you went, another Meshami!
We learned the ways of how the Maasai tribe lives. We got to experience a Maasai wedding and unfortunately but fortunately a funeral. The funeral, although we didn’t know the woman who it was for, was hard because it was our mama’s sister. To see mama Agnus hurt that way was awful! But...
simplicity.
Well, I could spend hours telling you all about the dirt, goats and vivid colors of living with the Maasai people, but I'll skip straight to the substantial stuff 😉 The Kenyan Bush (Tiamamut village, to be exact) let me see the things I wouldn't admit to myself…the ways I told God to pipe down and let me live my life. Writing it makes me feel so immature and foolish, which I most certainly was, but during the living it was not so clear.
Out here, God is everything. He always was, I just didn't notice so much. That doesn't mean that every moment we are in dire...
