Hi Everyone!
Yep, two days in a row -- trying to get in the habit of blogging, which is a new thing for me! Today's post will be "present tense" -- an update from today, instead of catching up on the backlog, which I will return to in upcoming posts.
Today marked exactly three weeks since I arrived in Kenya, and it was the start of a new week with new visiting short-term teams from the US. We have three teams here right now -- Harborside Christian Church in Tampa, FL, Johnson Bible College & Teen Camp from Tennessee, and Lincolnway Christian Church & FAME Medical Missions from Illinois. That's a total of about 40 people all ministering in various ways and in various areas within the Mathare Valley slum.
My assignment today was to help with the HIV/AIDS education and the "Bring the Light" evangelism outreach that the Harborside team was doing in the Mathare North neighborhood. In the morning I helped to train the team in how to use two "cubes" -- the Evang-e-cube and Hope cube. These cubes are from e3Partners and are graphic-based tools used in cross-cultural evangelism and HIV training, respectively. They tell stories in pictures using simple graphics and a neat little Rubic's cube size. RMCC teams have used the Evang-e-cube for many years on our trips to Ghana (with Jerry & Cindy Hawkins). You can learn more about the cubes at http://www.e3partners.org
Anyway, after we trained the team in how to use the cubes, we split up into 4 teams, each with some members of the Florida team, some of the CMF interns that are here for eight weeks, and staff members from the Missions of Hope team. I was paired with Paul and Kelly from Florida, and Margaret, a community worker from the MOHI team. We had some amazing experiences entering into homes and in the neighborhood!!! The picture above shows the crowd that Paul (in backpack) drew as he was sharing the HIV cube in the "street."
Probably the most moving visit was when we shared the HIV cube with a woman named Jenny who lived alone in a small and very humble dwelling. She has 5 children, but they are all living "up-country" -- in Central Kenya where she is from originally. Her husband died a few years ago, and she is in Nairobi trying to earn money to support her family. As we shared the information with her, we learned that she had recently been beaten up by another woman in the neighborhood. The other woman saw her husband walk past Jenny and say something flirtatious to her, and she assumed that something was going on between Jenny and her husband. So she assaulted her! We could see some scars on Jenny's face that were still healing. Jenny was very composed and somber as she shared this story with us, but we were all very moved by her struggle. She asked us to pray with her for God to provide a way for her to return home with her family in Central Kenya. We, of course, did so very gladly and fervently. Paul (who was the one sharing the HIV Cube with her) and Kelly got a very quick exposure to the types of stories that are commonplace in the slums here. It was an overpowering experience!
In an earlier visit, during which Kelly had shared the HIV cube, a woman named Tabitha broke down as Kelly was explaining that we should help to care for people who are HIV positive and that it is safe to be around them. She explained that her daughter had been caring for someone with AIDS and then had later developed a serious disease and died! Our friend was clearly still grieving the loss of her daughter and quite skeptical about what we were saying, understandably so. As we explored the story further, it was not clear whether her daughter had contracted HIV/AIDS or some other disease, since she had tested negative and the disease that she died of was never fully diagnosed. In any event, the pain of loss was real and we prayed with Tabitha for comfort and healing. The picture below shows Kelly sharing with Tabitha (left), with Margaret's help, and the one further down is Kelly and Tabitha together later.


What one sees in the slums in terms of harsh living conditions is only the beginning of the challenges encountered. The heartbreaking stories that these women shared with us after welcoming us, as literally strangers from a far off land, into their homes were shocking to say the least. We were honored and humbled to be able to provide even a small amount of support and to pray to our Savior to enter their hearts and bring His peace.
Please pray for Jenny, Tabitha, and so many others like them.
Blessings and Peace,
Glenn