<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870436113958191070</id><updated>2011-05-16T13:48:30.675-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kenya Mission Trip</title><subtitle type='html'>June 30th-July 16th 2008</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tom T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01655984471104753825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SVK7hcEX7jI/AAAAAAAAC-k/dyMhqr-ches/S220/fam5_3657b.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870436113958191070.post-1783960376246141752</id><published>2008-08-16T05:50:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T13:59:06.173-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Appreciation</title><content type='html'>I want to thank everyone who made this trip possible.  Without your support, Michael and I, along with others of the team, would not have been able to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not post when I was in Kenya due to time and internet constraints. When I returned, I had to sort through thousands of images to pick a few that could tell the story well. Each post is from that day so the posting is in chronological order, meaning the last post is the first viewed. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Check the date.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip was a lifetime experience that will make us want to go back if possible. All of the group had a wonderful time and no major sickness came over us. We could tell we were prayed for daily. Thanks to all who supported us with their prayers. It helped solidify that prayer is the MOST important thing we can do for each other. (Philippians 4:6-7)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870436113958191070-1783960376246141752?l=fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/feeds/1783960376246141752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7870436113958191070&amp;postID=1783960376246141752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/1783960376246141752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/1783960376246141752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/2008/08/appreciation.html' title='Appreciation'/><author><name>Tom T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01655984471104753825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SVK7hcEX7jI/AAAAAAAAC-k/dyMhqr-ches/S220/fam5_3657b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870436113958191070.post-7444038470838712950</id><published>2008-07-12T18:23:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T14:24:42.857-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd day at Mangu Village</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SNCnXuIXBqI/AAAAAAAAB7U/aBw_1JIB1Bs/s1600-h/041_071208_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SNCnXuIXBqI/AAAAAAAAB7U/aBw_1JIB1Bs/s200/041_071208_tjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246877591848552098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was feeling better so I traveled to the Mangu village this morning. It took a while to get there and we saw some giraffe off the road a way.   We also saw some Kenyan runners on the mountain.  I don't know how they can tolerate the dust from the road and the thin mountain air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SNCs8aDwgLI/AAAAAAAAB8U/sGYtLAj_VqA/s1600-h/028_071208_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SNCs8aDwgLI/AAAAAAAAB8U/sGYtLAj_VqA/s200/028_071208_tjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246883719673839794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As usual we were finishing the job by touching up paint and fitting small pieces of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mabati&lt;/span&gt; in the cracks. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Masai&lt;/span&gt; people were to &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SNCoBWDhxPI/AAAAAAAAB7c/yjiOJV96em8/s1600-h/065_071208_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SNCoBWDhxPI/AAAAAAAAB7c/yjiOJV96em8/s200/065_071208_tjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246878306940339442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;themselves.   They kept their distance.  I guess I kind of kept mine. I didn't come the first day to meet the people.   David being a Masai and from this area was so proud of this place.  I asked him to take us for a little tour around the area. Andrea, Michael and I got a chance to walk up a rocky cliff and look out around the entire valley where the village was.  He showed us the remnants of the old church.  There were plenty of cactus plants, acacia trees and a few other trees that weren't very tall.  It reminded me of the terrain of Austin and San Antonio, TX.   David told us that when men were &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SNCoNb-800I/AAAAAAAAB7k/ExCWHLWmb2E/s1600-h/069_071208_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SNCoNb-800I/AAAAAAAAB7k/ExCWHLWmb2E/s200/069_071208_tjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246878514690184002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hunting they would camp under the protection of an acacia tree.  They would also hang any killed game from the limbs on the inside to keep &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;predators&lt;/span&gt; away at night.  Michael had to crawl in and test one out.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SNCpAXTIBAI/AAAAAAAAB7s/TWdAyHdb8SA/s1600-h/023_071208_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SNCpAXTIBAI/AAAAAAAAB7s/TWdAyHdb8SA/s200/023_071208_tjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246879389605954562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were also weaver birds in the acacia trees.  They build their nests out of dead grass and very fine twigs. The nest hangs from a branch, is fully covered and has an entrance opening on the bottom.  Very interesting to watch them build if you had the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Masai&lt;/span&gt; ladies cooked under an acacia tree while the rest of us and some &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SNCpRe7FQaI/AAAAAAAAB70/SRKPD7aikW0/s1600-h/083_071208_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SNCpRe7FQaI/AAAAAAAAB70/SRKPD7aikW0/s200/083_071208_tjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246879683710370210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Masai&lt;/span&gt; men worked painting and cleaning up the loose ends.   We had some chi and ate lunch.  I didn't eat but only had water.  The dog was hanging around the dinner area but kept his distance.  He didn't seem too affectionate but didn't act aggressive at all and allowed us to pet him.  Scott noticed that he didn't quite know what to think about being petted. We fed him some small scraps which he graciously accepted.  The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Masai&lt;/span&gt; ladies then got together and danced for us.  They dressed in brightly colored clothes and sang and danced to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;rhythm&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SNCp46_1v7I/AAAAAAAAB78/rj5BOKRzuHQ/s1600-h/135_071208_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SNCp46_1v7I/AAAAAAAAB78/rj5BOKRzuHQ/s200/135_071208_tjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246880361261416370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We said our goodbyes and headed for home.  We saw so many animals on the way back.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Dik&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Dik&lt;/span&gt;, some birds, gazelles and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;giraffe&lt;/span&gt;.  We road up the mountainside and when we reached the top we stopped to get some photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SNCqNVjbuNI/AAAAAAAAB8E/BYLuu1H8ChE/s1600-h/151_071208_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SNCqNVjbuNI/AAAAAAAAB8E/BYLuu1H8ChE/s200/151_071208_tjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246880711987411154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tonight was the last night of missionary work.  We were going on Safari for the next few days.  We had to pack all our luggage and have it ready to take with us.  We left most of our work and church clothes behind for whoever wanted to keep them.  We were all excited and ready to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870436113958191070-7444038470838712950?l=fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/feeds/7444038470838712950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7870436113958191070&amp;postID=7444038470838712950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/7444038470838712950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/7444038470838712950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/2008/09/2nd-day-at-mangu-village.html' title='2nd day at Mangu Village'/><author><name>Tom T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01655984471104753825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SVK7hcEX7jI/AAAAAAAAC-k/dyMhqr-ches/S220/fam5_3657b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SNCnXuIXBqI/AAAAAAAAB7U/aBw_1JIB1Bs/s72-c/041_071208_tjt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870436113958191070.post-4791576349598856224</id><published>2008-07-11T11:35:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T02:07:53.969-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mangu Village</title><content type='html'>I was feeling a little worse today than yesterday so I stayed back one more day.  The team was going to part of the rift valley to a place called Mangu.  It was the home town of David, a massai warrior whom, I am told, helped guard our hostel at night most of the time.  It was the mabati day so the team was putting up the walls and painting the windows and doors of a dining hall that was being built for the village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I washed my socks and slept most of the day.  When I wasn't resting I was sorting photos and talking with Michael.  Michael stayed back too that day.  It rained for the first and only time of our stay. It was a welcome sound and refreshing.  For lunch I tried something a little different and ended up not eating it.  It was cow intestine. I served it up not knowing what it was until I smelled it, then Michael told me. I lost my appetite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870436113958191070-4791576349598856224?l=fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/feeds/4791576349598856224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7870436113958191070&amp;postID=4791576349598856224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/4791576349598856224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/4791576349598856224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/2008/07/mangu-village.html' title='Mangu Village'/><author><name>Tom T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01655984471104753825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SVK7hcEX7jI/AAAAAAAAC-k/dyMhqr-ches/S220/fam5_3657b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870436113958191070.post-6495704699980325086</id><published>2008-07-10T03:44:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T04:18:36.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Childrens Orphanage</title><content type='html'>The drive through Nairobi took its toll on me and I was worn out.  My throat was sore and my &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SMTtZSCkOkI/AAAAAAAAB54/GFDgmBa822o/s1600-h/IMG_1873.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SMTtZSCkOkI/AAAAAAAAB54/GFDgmBa822o/s200/IMG_1873.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243576884761213506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;body was weak.  I thought it best to take a break.  Tom Marlin felt the same way so he stayed back as well.  The rest of the crew visited a local orphanage.  I had Michael take photos so I could see for myself what I missed.  This day was cherished for my quiet time and rest.  Things were going by so fast, I had little time to absorb &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SMTtpZ0Vg6I/AAAAAAAAB6A/rWWBQMAtHMw/s1600-h/IMG_1882.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SMTtpZ0Vg6I/AAAAAAAAB6A/rWWBQMAtHMw/s200/IMG_1882.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243577161726919586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;what I was going through. To clear my mind  I prayed that morning and had a quiet time before I went back to sleep.  It was the only thing I could do to regroup.  When I awoke I took some time to organize photos and send email to Beth.  I could only chat with her online in the mornings and evenings.  Since we were 8hrs different in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the photos I saw, the orphanage trip was another success. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SMTt1jU_h-I/AAAAAAAAB6I/uWa-D_q28Bk/s1600-h/IMG_1891.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SMTt1jU_h-I/AAAAAAAAB6I/uWa-D_q28Bk/s200/IMG_1891.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243577370438240226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The children were mostly products of aids parents.  Both parents were gone because of the disease, so the child had nowhere to go.  Our group was introduced to the children and they played together dancing and singing. We also gave out more caps and candy.  As always that seemed to make them very happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870436113958191070-6495704699980325086?l=fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/feeds/6495704699980325086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7870436113958191070&amp;postID=6495704699980325086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/6495704699980325086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/6495704699980325086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/2008/07/childrens-orphanage.html' title='Childrens Orphanage'/><author><name>Tom T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01655984471104753825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SVK7hcEX7jI/AAAAAAAAC-k/dyMhqr-ches/S220/fam5_3657b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SMTtZSCkOkI/AAAAAAAAB54/GFDgmBa822o/s72-c/IMG_1873.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870436113958191070.post-1306124373415667162</id><published>2008-07-09T21:30:00.042-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T14:28:51.469-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedication Day Mangu Church Classrooms</title><content type='html'>We drove through Nairobi every day on our way to Mangu.  The exhaust fumes were more than&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SLOoMURRscI/AAAAAAAAB3k/JmQKhnYcnBE/s1600-h/273_070908_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SLOoMURRscI/AAAAAAAAB3k/JmQKhnYcnBE/s200/273_070908_tjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238715721115087298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I could stand.  I had to pull my shirt over my mouth and nose.  My throat was starting to get sore. When we arrived, I drank chi and it helped some.   There wasn't much left to do so we touched up the painting and put up the dedication plaque and chalk boards.  This gave me a chance to  talk with the students and take more photos. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SLOXgUyHSfI/AAAAAAAAB2U/IHnifYNgFv4/s1600-h/158_070808_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SLOXgUyHSfI/AAAAAAAAB2U/IHnifYNgFv4/s200/158_070808_tjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238697373152528882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They could speak some English and understand most of what I said.  The bikes the students rode were very colorful.  I learned that some lived about 25k away from school and a bike is a&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SLOmhs5ufdI/AAAAAAAAB3c/HpiZBPnqhiU/s1600-h/303_070908_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SLOmhs5ufdI/AAAAAAAAB3c/HpiZBPnqhiU/s200/303_070908_tjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238713889481194962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cherished item.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott took this time to teach the children some geography.  They were very interested in the Atlas and the information he was willing to share.  He didn't skip a beat in his English and they seemed to understand everything he was saying.  I was intrigued by the crowd he drew.  I also learned some things while I listened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crowd of children started gathering for &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SMTfhs4IIwI/AAAAAAAAB4w/P_AY22ZRG0Y/s1600-h/DSC_1478.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SMTfhs4IIwI/AAAAAAAAB4w/P_AY22ZRG0Y/s200/DSC_1478.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243561636241351426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the closing dedication.  The teachers had them sit according to their age and classes.  Most wore cool weather clothing from the morning, however, it was getting hot.  It didn't seem to bother them.  The youngest lined up first which meant that they had to stay in the sun the longest. They were very cute.  I noticed their little feet that many did not have shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith Kenne, Tom Marlin, and &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SMTiiqoXRUI/AAAAAAAAB5g/iEru3xYW-l4/s1600-h/167_070808_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SMTiiqoXRUI/AAAAAAAAB5g/iEru3xYW-l4/s200/167_070808_tjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243564951353115970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;myself sat at a table prepared for the leadership.  Everyone else from our group sat behind us.  We watched as the whole school formed before us. The leadership of the school introduced themselves and we were presented with entertainment from each class.   Keith introduced our whole group one by one to the school and gave a scripture reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SMTjMIB1zYI/AAAAAAAAB5w/rCZmgljK6cc/s1600-h/208_070808_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SMTjMIB1zYI/AAAAAAAAB5w/rCZmgljK6cc/s200/208_070808_tjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243565663619239298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The dedication ceremony took place and the plaque was revealed.  Trees were planted and we gave out caps to the children made by one of our church members. They were so happy and had a lot of fun when our group passed out candy and the hats.  We were on a schedule so after that we had to pile into the van and head back to our hostel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870436113958191070-1306124373415667162?l=fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/feeds/1306124373415667162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7870436113958191070&amp;postID=1306124373415667162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/1306124373415667162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/1306124373415667162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/2008/07/dedication-day-mangu-church-classrooms.html' title='Dedication Day Mangu Church Classrooms'/><author><name>Tom T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01655984471104753825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SVK7hcEX7jI/AAAAAAAAC-k/dyMhqr-ches/S220/fam5_3657b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SLOoMURRscI/AAAAAAAAB3k/JmQKhnYcnBE/s72-c/273_070908_tjt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870436113958191070.post-85408749768763034</id><published>2008-07-08T05:58:00.038-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T02:30:23.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mangu Church School Classrooms</title><content type='html'>We squeezed in the van again.  The ride this morning was rather &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SLOcx0JzthI/AAAAAAAAB2k/EJzVSNjsTrA/s1600-h/008_070708c_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SLOcx0JzthI/AAAAAAAAB2k/EJzVSNjsTrA/s200/008_070708c_tjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238703171189323282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bumpy and long.  We drove through a town called Dagoretti on the way to Mangu every morning.   The mass amount of people near the road conducting business was interesting to me.  There were butcher shops, people selling everything from shoes to mango. There were people with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;punda&lt;/span&gt; (donkeys) pulling carts which could be loaded with water&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SLOw_nXH8nI/AAAAAAAAB3s/EZ8AXTXuBj8/s1600-h/267a_070808_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SLOw_nXH8nI/AAAAAAAAB3s/EZ8AXTXuBj8/s200/267a_070808_tjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238725398506238578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; jugs or bundles of sticks.  There were people waiting to catch taxi vans to commute to where ever they work.  It was just like a city back home, just on a much lower economic scale. When we finally arrived at the church we were greeted by one of the teachers and some of the children from the school.  Naturally after we unpacked and settled in we enjoyed some chi and pineapple, talked and prayed with the people in charge and then started to work.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SLChwmkCSRI/AAAAAAAABzg/LMC4CPGEE08/s1600-h/020_070808_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SLChwmkCSRI/AAAAAAAABzg/LMC4CPGEE08/s200/020_070808_tjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237864222989371666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The young men brought the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;mabati&lt;/span&gt; and placed it where we would&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SK9Q9IVSZgI/AAAAAAAABzI/ifdrqT-sqfo/s1600-h/108_070808_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SK9Q9IVSZgI/AAAAAAAABzI/ifdrqT-sqfo/s200/108_070808_tjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237493902794188290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; need it.  They were interested in the "zoom zoom" or cordless impact wrenches we were using. So I showed one of the boys how to do it.  He was excited and instantly I could see they really wanted to be part of the building process, so they took turns using the zoom zoom. One young man didn't have enough weight to sufficiently push against the tool.  He stood there spinning the screw for what seemed like minutes.  I started laughing and the whole group of boys started laughing with me.  I then told &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SLOhamIl8AI/AAAAAAAAB20/FPuUfk7otzg/s1600-h/087_070808_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SLOhamIl8AI/AAAAAAAAB20/FPuUfk7otzg/s200/087_070808_tjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238708269847277570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;him to push harder and laughed some more after which I helped him.  The screw went in and he had a proud look of accomplishment and relief on his face. The ladies started painting and the girls were more than willing to observe and help.  At this point I realized that we had way too much help.  I could take photos all day and not even be missed;  so I did.   This was by far my favorite project.  I learned so much.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SLCig0mM1bI/AAAAAAAABzw/KsbVzFxdP_A/s1600-h/292_070908_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SLOfxhmJkUI/AAAAAAAAB2s/2GldtesOgG4/s1600-h/295_070908_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SLOfxhmJkUI/AAAAAAAAB2s/2GldtesOgG4/s200/295_070908_tjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238706464742805826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My heart really went out to the children.   It was here that the cultural and economic differences became real to me.   I was rid of all my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;fear&lt;/span&gt; and started reaching out to the people.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SLOh3Qz4OvI/AAAAAAAAB3E/D7jCE4po2Ns/s1600-h/120_070808_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SLOh3Qz4OvI/AAAAAAAAB3E/D7jCE4po2Ns/s200/120_070808_tjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238708762339457778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  The relationships even though they were short lived, were Christian.  We had that similarity.  The children were well behaved and friendly.  They were very happy.  Their emotions and reactions were exactly like any other kid from the U S. They touched my skin and really look amazed at the color or lack of pigment.   One of the teachers told me that some had never touched a white man before and wanted to see for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SLCkzKVXiPI/AAAAAAAAB0I/Bb1M6EdeU54/s1600-h/150_070808_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SLCkzKVXiPI/AAAAAAAAB0I/Bb1M6EdeU54/s200/150_070808_tjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237867565486147826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I could see our team starting to have fun with them and I wanted in on the experience. It was inevitable because the kids would swarm around us the instant we approached them. When I saw Josh, Tom, Scott, Andrea, Joe Bob, Carol, Kathy, Keith and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SLOidXC8ZQI/AAAAAAAAB3M/EZNT6Zw-KSc/s1600-h/133_070808_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SLOidXC8ZQI/AAAAAAAAB3M/EZNT6Zw-KSc/s200/133_070808_tjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238709416848286978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Michael taking photos and playing with the school children, I could see God's joy being shared.  I am sure the rest of the team witnessed the same.  We were learning from each other and didn't even know it at the time.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870436113958191070-85408749768763034?l=fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/feeds/85408749768763034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7870436113958191070&amp;postID=85408749768763034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/85408749768763034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/85408749768763034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/2008/07/mangu-church-school-classrooms.html' title='Mangu Church School Classrooms'/><author><name>Tom T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01655984471104753825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SVK7hcEX7jI/AAAAAAAAC-k/dyMhqr-ches/S220/fam5_3657b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SLOcx0JzthI/AAAAAAAAB2k/EJzVSNjsTrA/s72-c/008_070708c_tjt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870436113958191070.post-8322178151027851162</id><published>2008-07-07T05:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T05:46:13.785-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Elephant Orphanage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;July 7th Monday &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;After breakfast, we packed up and enjoyed wherever Tony drove us. We exchanged our money to &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJlKukDcwSI/AAAAAAAABtQ/bqvxolz-_uU/s1600-h/032_070708c_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJlKukDcwSI/AAAAAAAABtQ/bqvxolz-_uU/s200/032_070708c_tjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231294605980123426" border="0" style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJlLEUqMlAI/AAAAAAAABtY/csUYJW1uVCs/s1600-h/044_070708c_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJlLEUqMlAI/AAAAAAAABtY/csUYJW1uVCs/s200/044_070708c_tjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231294979804795906" border="0" style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 151px; height: 133px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;shillings in a nearby town and then we stopped at an elephant orphanage. A&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt; group of people f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ound and cared for abandoned&lt;/span&gt; baby elephants. These elephants had no mothers due to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;poachers&lt;/span&gt; killing them and leaving the baby to fend for itself or die. There were approximately seven infants when we were there and they were very cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJlL6o3xANI/AAAAAAAABtg/jMS23Nh2fUE/s1600-h/026_070708c_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJlL6o3xANI/AAAAAAAABtg/jMS23Nh2fUE/s200/026_070708c_tjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231295912943354066" border="0" style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-right: 0pt; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next stop was the Kazuri bead factory. It was very interesting and a fun thing to see. The ladies were fascinated and the guys... well, we found what we wanted and made our purchases. I needed help. I didn't quite know what to purchase &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJlMLK81uiI/AAAAAAAABto/x4OdrF3qATc/s1600-h/061_070708c_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJlMLK81uiI/AAAAAAAABto/x4OdrF3qATc/s200/061_070708c_tjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231296196969347618" border="0" style="margin-top: 0pt; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so it took me all the time allowed. Our next stop was to a giraffe sanctuary. It was a place to raise the Rothschild giraffe. There was a raised resting area for tourists to see the giraffe up close and personal. Whitney was the first victim to be kissed by a giraffe. Tom M. was the second. Michael gave it a try and I ... well, I took photos. I don't remember much after that .... I think we stopped at  Nokumat (a Kenyan sort of Walmart) and the Nairobi java house for lunch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870436113958191070-8322178151027851162?l=fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/feeds/8322178151027851162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7870436113958191070&amp;postID=8322178151027851162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/8322178151027851162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/8322178151027851162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/2008/07/elephant-orphanage.html' title='Elephant Orphanage'/><author><name>Tom T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01655984471104753825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SVK7hcEX7jI/AAAAAAAAC-k/dyMhqr-ches/S220/fam5_3657b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJlKukDcwSI/AAAAAAAABtQ/bqvxolz-_uU/s72-c/032_070708c_tjt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870436113958191070.post-8339744216112160812</id><published>2008-07-06T00:52:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T05:45:02.931-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedication Service Kimathi Church</title><content type='html'>The Kimathi church was finished so we had a dedication ceremony this Sunday.  When we &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SKS5aEu_S9I/AAAAAAAABu4/FcauADdsbtA/s1600-h/086_070608_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SKS5aEu_S9I/AAAAAAAABu4/FcauADdsbtA/s200/086_070608_tjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234512524509924306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;arrived that morning the children gave us flowers and we exchanged greetings and expressed thanks. They all dressed well&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SKS599UMzRI/AAAAAAAABvI/feUbuUdWCQk/s1600-h/190_070508_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SKS599UMzRI/AAAAAAAABvI/feUbuUdWCQk/s200/190_070508_tjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234513140993805586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  The men mostly in suits and ties and the women in nice dresses.  We walked into the new church and the feeling of accomplishment and joy came over me.  I looked at the others and I could see that everyone felt the same way.  The church was packed with visitors and locals alike.&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenyans, like anyone else, love a celebration and have their traditions to follow during this &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SKS6RocuMVI/AAAAAAAABvQ/MBzYHvvuVSE/s1600-h/177_070508_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SKS6RocuMVI/AAAAAAAABvQ/MBzYHvvuVSE/s200/177_070508_tjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234513478989787474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;time.   They had women and children come up and sing and dance. They even invited us to join them.  We danced with them and it was so fun.  The joy of the Lord was truly in this place. It gave me&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SKS7Pn7cW8I/AAAAAAAABvg/u_NsjWM5fSM/s1600-h/020_070608_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SKS7Pn7cW8I/AAAAAAAABvg/u_NsjWM5fSM/s200/020_070608_tjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234514544002096066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; great pride to represent our church by being there.  Kathy being the group leader accepted a certificate of appreciation.  Stu also received a photo of Mt. Kenya from one of the parish ministers in appreciation of his ministry.  Each member of our team received a gift of appreciation that was presented by different members of the Kimathi church. We gave some &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SKS7ttdqAdI/AAAAAAAABvo/pxsUtbRVbNE/s1600-h/043a_070608_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SKS7ttdqAdI/AAAAAAAABvo/pxsUtbRVbNE/s200/043a_070608_tjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234515060883849682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gifts as well, one of which was a really cool photo album of our church that Keith put together .  It was a great idea.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We all went outside and watched the unveiling of the plaque while certain things were read and said.  I didn't understand most of it but I knew it was all part of the ceremony.  We marched back into the church singing, "When the Saints Go Marching In". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SKS9fXODL3I/AAAAAAAABwA/iYRCI9VX5Hg/s1600-h/162_070508_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SKS9fXODL3I/AAAAAAAABwA/iYRCI9VX5Hg/s200/162_070508_tjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234517013417897842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It reminded me of New Orleans.  We used to sing that song, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when I was a child,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; while cheering for the Saints &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;football team .  I had to laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; inside: even t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hough the meaning was different, it still brought b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ack memories.)&lt;/span&gt;  Andrea gave the reading and the preaching began.   A lot of the surrounding parish &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SKS8x64msaI/AAAAAAAABv4/wIGBYY0RXws/s1600-h/236_063008c_mjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SKS8x64msaI/AAAAAAAABv4/wIGBYY0RXws/s200/236_063008c_mjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234516232717644194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ministers were there and sat in the front of the sanctuary.  When the preacher began speaking it was in English so we somewhat understood what he was saying.  The emotions were powerful and there were tears of joy in his eyes. I wish I could remember some of the scripture he referenced and spoke about but I can't.  Then he spoke in Swahili and the people responded with "amen" and other affirmations to his preaching, showing the same emotion.  It was nice to hear the sermon in both languages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the service was over, the tradition is to plant a tree at the&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SKS91SLwsXI/AAAAAAAABwI/ZW-fNouTq3c/s1600-h/P1010975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SKS91SLwsXI/AAAAAAAABwI/ZW-fNouTq3c/s200/P1010975.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234517390023242098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; time of dedication.  So Kathy and Stu planted a tree and watered it.  We  washed our hands and went to the old church to eat. We ate and talked for a little while but had to cut it short to get back to Kikuyu on time.  We said our goodbyes and drove off.  They were very thankful for all we had done but really they had given us more by sharing their time of joy.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SKS-Hlxy8VI/AAAAAAAABwQ/RweqoF4rfSw/s1600-h/131_070608_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SKS-Hlxy8VI/AAAAAAAABwQ/RweqoF4rfSw/s200/131_070608_tjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234517704520692050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870436113958191070-8339744216112160812?l=fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/feeds/8339744216112160812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7870436113958191070&amp;postID=8339744216112160812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/8339744216112160812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/8339744216112160812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/2008/07/dedication-service-kimathi-church.html' title='Dedication Service Kimathi Church'/><author><name>Tom T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01655984471104753825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SVK7hcEX7jI/AAAAAAAAC-k/dyMhqr-ches/S220/fam5_3657b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SKS5aEu_S9I/AAAAAAAABu4/FcauADdsbtA/s72-c/086_070608_tjt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870436113958191070.post-8236341336665230838</id><published>2008-07-05T00:50:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T05:32:06.385-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day to Enjoy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJlDM21JZGI/AAAAAAAABsw/pOh9Nlvssw4/s1600-h/139_070408_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJlDM21JZGI/AAAAAAAABsw/pOh9Nlvssw4/s200/139_070408_tjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231286330323461218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saturday July 5th&lt;div&gt;We finally had a chance to sleep in a little since we arrived in Kenya. However, the sky was clear that morning and the clouds were not rolling in as usual. This only meant one thing.  Just as I came to that realization.  I heard some people outside knocking at my door and said that we could see Mt. Kenya.  I had been waiting for this moment since we arrived in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Nyeri&lt;/span&gt;.  I threw my clothes on and woke Michael.  I didn't know how much time I had before the clouds may roll in but I am glad I brought my camera down. It wasn't very clear but the sun was peaking through the clouds and you could see the mt. peek through the haze.  Kirsten was taking photos as well and some others were up sitting on the porch looking at the sunrise.  It was beautiful.  Mt. Kenya, I am told, is the second highest mountain in Africa next to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kilimanjaro&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJlDb4n14PI/AAAAAAAABs4/MhzY0fVN_T0/s1600-h/P1010829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJlDb4n14PI/AAAAAAAABs4/MhzY0fVN_T0/s200/P1010829.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231286588502565106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was so excited to get a good photo that I totally lost any fear of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;stacles&lt;/span&gt; that would get in my way.  There was an entrance gate to someones property close by that had and electric fence warning posted on it.  I carefully examined the gate and didn't see any wires connected to anything so I began to climb.  Needless to say there was not a charge and I was able to get higher to view which was a spectacular sight from where I was. I was also able to get a nice shot of the retreat center. Carol, &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJlKSX2-RJI/AAAAAAAABtI/-qJt_TASAz4/s1600-h/044_070508_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJlKSX2-RJI/AAAAAAAABtI/-qJt_TASAz4/s200/044_070508_tjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231294121670231186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;walked the parameter of the retreat center almost every morning for approx 45 min.  Joe  Bob and David joined  her this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJlDvW1512I/AAAAAAAABtA/dTjMAcjmeas/s1600-h/P1010838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJlDvW1512I/AAAAAAAABtA/dTjMAcjmeas/s200/P1010838.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231286923032123234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a perfect beginning to another perfect day.  We had breakfast made to order.  Only this time I wanted to toss flip my eggs.  Sam wasn't so sure that I could do it so he was standing by with another pan ready to catch anything if I missed. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (I cook my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;own breakfast most every morning so it was a piece of cake.)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJlMo6Lt-dI/AAAAAAAABtw/ocWM1-xuEVk/s1600-h/071_070508_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJlMo6Lt-dI/AAAAAAAABtw/ocWM1-xuEVk/s200/071_070508_tjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231296707864426962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After that, it was on to Kamatongu hill and the Aberdare country club.  A beautiful area that was turned into a wildlife sanctuary.  We hiked down the hill and into the valley where we saw giraffe, zebra, &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJlM8xQgiUI/AAAAAAAABt4/MQA_lVe_4Wo/s1600-h/108_070508_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJlM8xQgiUI/AAAAAAAABt4/MQA_lVe_4Wo/s200/108_070508_tjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231297049065982274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gazelle and other animals.  It was our first view of wildlife up close with nothing between us and them except for our guide.  We walked about an hr and a half on pathways through the sanctuary.  We ended  back at the country club hot, tired&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJlNVrNW6PI/AAAAAAAABuA/TEEdIQsdZvU/s1600-h/128_070508_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJlNVrNW6PI/AAAAAAAABuA/TEEdIQsdZvU/s200/128_070508_tjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231297476938885362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and hungry for lunch.  We weren't disappointed.  I had passion juice for the first time and it was delicious.   We helped ourselves to a buffet meal that hit the spot.  We sat outdoors on the patio area because the weather was perfect.  We pampered ourselves with the view and relaxation. The birds were plentiful and beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night we had another great meal cooked by Sam.  Pork chops and a nice rice dish.   We practiced some singing and prepared for Sunday worship at the Kimathi Church dedication.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870436113958191070-8236341336665230838?l=fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/feeds/8236341336665230838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7870436113958191070&amp;postID=8236341336665230838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/8236341336665230838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/8236341336665230838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/2008/07/break-at-old-country-club.html' title='A Day to Enjoy'/><author><name>Tom T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01655984471104753825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SVK7hcEX7jI/AAAAAAAAC-k/dyMhqr-ches/S220/fam5_3657b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJlDM21JZGI/AAAAAAAABsw/pOh9Nlvssw4/s72-c/139_070408_tjt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870436113958191070.post-9093152673645069338</id><published>2008-07-04T00:48:00.039-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T15:56:42.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Day Kimathi Church</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJhiJiupXmI/AAAAAAAABrQ/G0uRZe19yZQ/s1600-h/099_070308C_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJhiJiupXmI/AAAAAAAABrQ/G0uRZe19yZQ/s200/099_070308C_tjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231038883271630434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was cold this morning, so most of us wore jackets or sweaters.  Breakfast was again wonderful.  Sam had prepared eggs, sausages, waffles, pineapple, chai and coffee.  After breakfast we headed out to Kimathi church.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJhjVmNCCoI/AAAAAAAABrg/t0YrsU2oZ48/s1600-h/121_070308C_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJhjVmNCCoI/AAAAAAAABrg/t0YrsU2oZ48/s200/121_070308C_tjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231040189874440834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today I learned some Swahili and was ready to repeat as much as I could. It was a productive work day, however, it was hard for me to coordinate building the church, taking photos, communicating and developing relationships with the &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJhj1iCzxhI/AAAAAAAABro/WH9MWhWT_kA/s1600-h/017_070208_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJhj1iCzxhI/AAAAAAAABro/WH9MWhWT_kA/s200/017_070208_tjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231040738513634834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kikuyu not to mention my church friends. Talk about a sensory overload. Luckily we had plenty of help. Don’t get me wrong, I was very busy most of the time and I did manage to cut some mabati using only a mallet and machete. It's not easy as you can see by my cut.  Tom Marlin did a better job.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Sometimes Michael and I worked together until someone needed a tape measure, sheet metal shears, other tools or a helping hand.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJhkG0XqxRI/AAAAAAAABrw/bejC-KQfqjQ/s1600-h/P1010517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJhkG0XqxRI/AAAAAAAABrw/bejC-KQfqjQ/s200/P1010517.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231041035490739474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Just as I was getting used to the work, it was chai time. Like most American southern folk, the Kenyan, &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJhkUp0cU3I/AAAAAAAABr4/xT4HUi7mMNQ/s1600-h/P1010576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJhkUp0cU3I/AAAAAAAABr4/xT4HUi7mMNQ/s200/P1010576.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231041273176806258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kikuyu were very friendly and hospitable, so we fit right in. As a matter of fact, almost all the Kenyans we met were that way. It is plain to see that African culture is carried over to America. Observing the similarities of North America's deep south culture to the Kenyan people was interesting. I would witness that even more when we participated in church service.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJhwc-blbII/AAAAAAAABsY/9PwL4b3ejiI/s1600-h/057_070208_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJhwc-blbII/AAAAAAAABsY/9PwL4b3ejiI/s200/057_070208_tjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231054610288176258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We washed our hands before every meal by having the ladies pour warmed water over our hands. This day we worked and talked and ate lunch, drank chi and worked a little more and played&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJhu7qtRydI/AAAAAAAABsQ/QHZhVDgSOkM/s1600-h/073_070208_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJhu7qtRydI/AAAAAAAABsQ/QHZhVDgSOkM/s200/073_070208_tjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231052938546366930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Frizbee with the children.  The kids were a refreshing treat for the soul.  They just seemed to recharge our energy. The church was complete, and Stu along with David put up the church sign, the cross, the banner. We danced and sang and prayed.  There was so much that was done  in one day.  We would return for the dedication and church service Sunday&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJhkzFE7vNI/AAAAAAAABsA/PaeXnbfllw4/s1600-h/P1010621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJhkzFE7vNI/AAAAAAAABsA/PaeXnbfllw4/s200/P1010621.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231041795889806546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;We packed up in the Toyota mini-van (I think it was 12) and headed for the retreat center. We were all tired but excited about a day to ourselves.  That night Sam cooked some steaks with rice and a sauce that was tasty.  Needless to say, we all had a good nights rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870436113958191070-9093152673645069338?l=fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/feeds/9093152673645069338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7870436113958191070&amp;postID=9093152673645069338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/9093152673645069338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/9093152673645069338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/2008/07/2nd-day-kimathi-church.html' title='2nd Day Kimathi Church'/><author><name>Tom T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01655984471104753825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SVK7hcEX7jI/AAAAAAAAC-k/dyMhqr-ches/S220/fam5_3657b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJhiJiupXmI/AAAAAAAABrQ/G0uRZe19yZQ/s72-c/099_070308C_tjt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870436113958191070.post-3195639566644435802</id><published>2008-07-03T00:44:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T05:29:17.089-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of Work Kimathi Church</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJQvr8mXmXI/AAAAAAAABm8/z60o_KN2jaA/s200/072_063008_tjt.jpg" /&gt;   &lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJQwRmtcSYI/AAAAAAAABnU/Gho1-94Zolw/s200/070_063008_tjt.jpg" /&gt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJQv0Q9MkyI/AAAAAAAABnE/1AT0K_0naJs/s1600-h/075_063008_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJQv0Q9MkyI/AAAAAAAABnE/1AT0K_0naJs/s200/075_063008_tjt.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229857642235335458" /&gt;  &lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We woke to exotic birds chirping and when I opened my window it was a beautiful site.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The hostel grounds were well kept and there were many bushes with flowers.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was even cooler than last night.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is winter in Kikuyu.  Temperatures were in the upper 40's in the mornings. We were still keyed up from the trip but somewhat rested.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We enjoyed breakfast and packed our bags.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We all squeezed into the two vehicles again and traveled the bumpy roads for two hrs.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  We checked into the retreat center and headed out to the Kimathi church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJQw4yTKYEI/AAAAAAAABnc/bDJ7j8_K1qw/s1600-h/001_070208_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJQw4yTKYEI/AAAAAAAABnc/bDJ7j8_K1qw/s200/001_070208_tjt.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229858819416940610" style="cursor: pointer; " /&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJQ1svc4rcI/AAAAAAAABoE/S9RyDC6W6Ck/s1600-h/095_063008_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJQ1svc4rcI/AAAAAAAABoE/S9RyDC6W6Ck/s200/095_063008_tjt.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229864110052126146" style="cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We arrived on the job site with a warm welcome of singing and praising God. These were the elderly church members. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;They were happy to see us but we couldn’t quite tell what they were saying because we were not rehearsed in their language.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We accepted their songs of greeting and began our work.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We had mabati (corrugated tin) to put on the church and lots of painting.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We worked well together and we started to get used to the Kikuyu people.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJQyHQwB5cI/AAAAAAAABns/d5TTqoS9Tps/s1600-h/120_063008_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJQyHQwB5cI/AAAAAAAABns/d5TTqoS9Tps/s200/120_063008_tjt.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229860167620879810" style="cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJQ0DdjBqwI/AAAAAAAABn0/sTUWSj1pHFI/s1600-h/106_063008_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJQ0DdjBqwI/AAAAAAAABn0/sTUWSj1pHFI/s200/106_063008_tjt.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229862301359778562" style="cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When we &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;took a break, we drank chi, fresh milk brought to a hot temperature. With an added tea bag the milk had a nice tea flavor. We worked a little more and had dinner.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We had goat meat with rice and vegetables. Many other items were available that I didn’t eat.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;When we were ready to leave, we sang and danced to thank God for all he had done.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJQ2XEazVnI/AAAAAAAABoU/Rtkh0u6Y_wA/s1600-h/012_070208_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJQ2XEazVnI/AAAAAAAABoU/Rtkh0u6Y_wA/s200/012_070208_tjt.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229864837235037810" style="cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We drove to the retreat center where we would stay for a few days. It was very nice and each room had two beds and a bathroom.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; I took a shower, had a quiet time and&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;went to bed early.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870436113958191070-3195639566644435802?l=fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/feeds/3195639566644435802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7870436113958191070&amp;postID=3195639566644435802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/3195639566644435802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/3195639566644435802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/2008/07/first-day-of-work-kimathi-church.html' title='First Day of Work Kimathi Church'/><author><name>Tom T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01655984471104753825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SVK7hcEX7jI/AAAAAAAAC-k/dyMhqr-ches/S220/fam5_3657b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SJQvr8mXmXI/AAAAAAAABm8/z60o_KN2jaA/s72-c/072_063008_tjt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870436113958191070.post-2728313295389661639</id><published>2008-06-30T00:41:00.023-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T11:59:30.244-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Long Flights</title><content type='html'>(June 29&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;) During the Sunday service the mission team was called to the front of church and all of the elders prayed for a safe journey.  It was to be the beginning of a long mission trip that was prayed over from start to finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That afternoon I finished packing with Michael and we prayed for our health, safety and that we wouldn't forget important things.  We met back at the church to pack the rest of our stuff in the van and drove to Jackson to spend the night at Kathy's parents house.   It was a quick 2.5 hr drive as we were all excited. Josh, Beth, Julia and I stayed the night at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Shaw's&lt;/span&gt;.  The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Shaw's&lt;/span&gt; were very hospitable and made our overnight stay a pleasant one. The next morning we enjoyed a great southern breakfast even though it was a bit early...we had to be at the airport around 6:30 am.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SI5nnZZ7AMI/AAAAAAAABjI/6G0vEAhLBrg/s1600-h/001_063008_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SI5nnZZ7AMI/AAAAAAAABjI/6G0vEAhLBrg/s200/001_063008_tjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228230143955894466" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(June 30&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;) We arrived at the airport and it took a lot of time to check in our 22 bags.  We took a group photo gave our last goodbyes to family and boarded our first flight to Detroit.  Michael and I sat together and talked a little about our anxieties.  We prayed them away and tried to get some rest.  It was a 2.5 hr flight. Next stop was Amsterdam but we had quite a bit of layover in Detroit so I went sight seeing.  The plane boarded early (or at least I thought), and it was a good thing I had my cell phone on because I soon received a phone call from Kathy telling me the rest of the gang were boarding.  I took a few more photos and caught the in-terminal train to the boarding gate.  Needless to say I was impressed with the airport.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was even more impressed with the plane and so was Michael. We had never flown on a large plane and this was our first trip overseas.  Michael was so happy to have a TV screen in front of him and to have a choice of movies, video games, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SI5sjo4-F4I/AAAAAAAABkI/wPq-N7o2GKk/s1600-h/019a_063008_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SI5sjo4-F4I/AAAAAAAABkI/wPq-N7o2GKk/s320/019a_063008_tjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228235576951314306" style="cursor: pointer;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We soon settled in and the flight began.  It was 7+ hrs of leaving the sun behind.  The time change started taking it's toll about halfway into the flight.  It was very hard to sit still for that length of time.  Toward the end of the flight Carol, who was sitting on the opposite side of the plane, noticed a very nice glow from the morning light with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;crescent moon.  She asked me if I wanted to take a photo.  When I finally got to where she was seated I thought to myself that it would be impossible. I am thankful that she came and got me because I was able to get a nice shot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SI5tWGTBMZI/AAAAAAAABkg/lEfYEqa4uhE/s1600-h/037_063008_tjt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SI5tWGTBMZI/AAAAAAAABkg/lEfYEqa4uhE/s320/037_063008_tjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228236443838656914" style="cursor: pointer;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We arrived in Amsterdam very early.  We lost a lot of hrs during that flight.  We were all tired.   We settled down at a place to eat and when we were finished we toured the airport and saw a Van Gogh exhibit.  I had never seen any of his paintings up close and this was a wonderful opportunity right in the airport. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SI5ovROe7SI/AAAAAAAABjg/HMhstSSHPUk/s320/044_063008_tjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228231378711014690" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think we were all too tired to really appreciate the show but we were there.  We then split up and returned to our boarding area about an hr early.  There were no waiting area seats available so we made the best of it on the floor. The first of many card games was played.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SI5pBafVwDI/AAAAAAAABjo/1YMDfzziaZE/s320/057_063008_tjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228231690435280946" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Our next flight was to Nairobi.  We would lose even more time on that flight. We boarded for Nairobi and to my surprise it was a similar size aircraft. It was nice but we still had the longest leg of our journey ahead of us.  By this time we were all beyond exhaustion.  Sleep was the main objective and I know that Michael caught up on his.  When we arrived at Nairobi airport I tried to wake him up but he was knocked out.  He didn't wake up through a good 5 min of slapping on the cheeks, opening eyelids and talking to him.  Finally he awoke not knowing that many people had tried to wake him.  I couldn't help myself .... I had to take his photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SI5rAt64lFI/AAAAAAAABkA/f2ffY8qOQ4M/s200/060_063008_tjt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228233877494469714" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;After getting our bags, we passed through customs and obtained our visas. We finally walked on Kenyan soil outside the airport and were greeted by Stu, Linda and our driver Big T (Tony).  Our welcome to Kenya was at dusk so our drive to the hostel was in the dark.  I was sitting in the front seat with Drew and Tony.  We were all packed like sardines in a Toyota minivan.  The drive was a great introduction to Kenya. (Driving on the left side of the road, very fast on bumpy roads) I was not wearing my seatbelt when we were pulled over at a checkpoint by armed guards.  They like to harass people who don't wear their seatbelt.  I didn't now this and I guess Tony was able to talk to the guard and he waved us on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got to the Kikuyu Orthopedic Hospital well into the night.  We were to pack our bags for 3 days and meet in the morning to go to Kimathi, ready for work.  I just wanted a bed for the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870436113958191070-2728313295389661639?l=fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/feeds/2728313295389661639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7870436113958191070&amp;postID=2728313295389661639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/2728313295389661639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/2728313295389661639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/2008/06/flights-there.html' title='The Long Flights'/><author><name>Tom T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01655984471104753825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SVK7hcEX7jI/AAAAAAAAC-k/dyMhqr-ches/S220/fam5_3657b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SI5nnZZ7AMI/AAAAAAAABjI/6G0vEAhLBrg/s72-c/001_063008_tjt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870436113958191070.post-4528096152821417963</id><published>2008-05-22T09:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T09:18:55.558-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kathy's talk with Linda</title><content type='html'>Hi Gang,&lt;br /&gt;How's everybody?  I talked to Linda Ross today and told her that we &lt;br /&gt;wanted to stay busy while we were in Kenya and that we would do &lt;br /&gt;another building project if they had one funded.  She said she'd let &lt;br /&gt;Stu know that we were ready to work and didn't want to be idle.  The &lt;br /&gt;situation in Kenya is much improved, and things are back to normal &lt;br /&gt;except in a couple of small pockets where some unrest still exists.  &lt;br /&gt;We will be sure to not go anywhere near there. She said they feel like &lt;br /&gt;things will be ok until the next election 5 years from now when it &lt;br /&gt;might all happen again.  She is very excited about our coming and is &lt;br /&gt;very glad we rescheduled the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have the money, I need to collect for the plane tickets by this &lt;br /&gt;weekend.  The ticket cost is $1,650 each.  The check should be made &lt;br /&gt;out to First Presbyterian Church and marked for "Kenya mission trip".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget, you HAVE to have your vaccines no later than May 30!!  &lt;br /&gt;Tom T., Michael and Carol, I am working on getting yours.  Call or &lt;br /&gt;email me if you have questions.  Anytime is fine.  My cell is &lt;br /&gt;662/312-4766.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Kathy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870436113958191070-4528096152821417963?l=fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/feeds/4528096152821417963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7870436113958191070&amp;postID=4528096152821417963' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/4528096152821417963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/4528096152821417963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/2008/05/kathys-talk-with-linda.html' title='Kathy&apos;s talk with Linda'/><author><name>Tom T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01655984471104753825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SVK7hcEX7jI/AAAAAAAAC-k/dyMhqr-ches/S220/fam5_3657b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870436113958191070.post-1791768341081907369</id><published>2008-03-05T10:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T13:22:50.119-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Encouraging News</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;While looking to post more information on this blog I thought I would write Stu and he sent me this reply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;Dear Tom:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The situation here is continuing to get better. The two political factions are getting together and forming a coalition government. All violence has ceased. The big problem left is the relocation of the 350,000 displacement people who are now in camps around the country. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As things are continuing there will be NO problem with your group coming this summer. We met yesterday to put together your work schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as getting good information about Kenya... one good source is the national newspaper ...the (Daily) Nation. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know if I can help further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870436113958191070-1791768341081907369?l=fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/feeds/1791768341081907369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7870436113958191070&amp;postID=1791768341081907369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/1791768341081907369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/1791768341081907369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/2008/03/more-encouraging-news.html' title='More Encouraging News'/><author><name>Tom T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01655984471104753825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SVK7hcEX7jI/AAAAAAAAC-k/dyMhqr-ches/S220/fam5_3657b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870436113958191070.post-8667428227482804147</id><published>2008-03-03T09:17:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T10:49:41.135-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Stu and Linda Ross back in Kenya</title><content type='html'>Dear Friends and Family:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived here Friday morning. All appears very calm here. On Thursday President Kibaki and Raila Odinga signed a deal to end the disputed leadership problem that has been in dispute since December 27. A document has been signed and a timetable has been agreed to move forward. There is a lot to be done and this deal could fall apart but everyone is very hopeful this deal will work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are still small pockets of fighting but the government is now controlling these problems. These conflicts are still in the Rift Valley in the Molo District. The government is also going after the perpetrators of this violence. Most of them are politicians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we are very confident that things are on the mend here. The government still has some huge problems to resolve besides the leadership problem. There are 500,000 people that have been displaced that need to be relocated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure that there will be some bumps is the road but we are not concerned now about the safety of groups coming to Kenya. We will keep you abreast of any new developments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stu and&lt;br /&gt;Linda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870436113958191070-8667428227482804147?l=fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/feeds/8667428227482804147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7870436113958191070&amp;postID=8667428227482804147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/8667428227482804147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/8667428227482804147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/2008/03/e-mail-from-stu-and-linda-ross.html' title='Stu and Linda Ross back in Kenya'/><author><name>Tom T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01655984471104753825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SVK7hcEX7jI/AAAAAAAAC-k/dyMhqr-ches/S220/fam5_3657b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870436113958191070.post-7475664726729674574</id><published>2008-02-27T14:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T09:52:23.227-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Flight Schedule</title><content type='html'>Hi Everyone,&lt;br /&gt;Our new tickets have been booked.  Our return date has changed from the 15th to the 16th to save $150 per ticket.  The departure date remains the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 30    Jackson/Detroit   NW 2979   9:15a-12.31p&lt;br /&gt;      Detroit/Amsterdam  NW 40   4:04p-5:55a&lt;br /&gt;July 1    Amsterdam/Nairobi KL 565  10:15a-7:10p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 15    Nairobi/Amsterdam KL 566  10:15p-5:30a&lt;br /&gt;July 16    Amsterdam/Detroit  NW 39   8:00a-10:35a&lt;br /&gt;      Detroit/Jackson   NW 2980  3:10p-4:35p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tickets are currently $2,208.  Like I said before, I think the church&lt;br /&gt;has raised enough money to offset the cost of the increase in the plane&lt;br /&gt;tickets.  We have until mid-May to purchase the tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you have a good rest of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Kathy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870436113958191070-7475664726729674574?l=fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/feeds/7475664726729674574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7870436113958191070&amp;postID=7475664726729674574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/7475664726729674574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/7475664726729674574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/2008/02/trip-update.html' title='Flight Schedule'/><author><name>Tom T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01655984471104753825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SVK7hcEX7jI/AAAAAAAAC-k/dyMhqr-ches/S220/fam5_3657b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870436113958191070.post-3328186622196620589</id><published>2008-02-19T17:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T14:11:12.389-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dates changed to June 30 to July 15</title><content type='html'>Hi Everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are working on getting tickets for June 30-July 15 so please book&lt;br /&gt;those dates on your calendar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've pasted below an article from the BBC that describes the present&lt;br /&gt;situation.  It sounds like things are much calmer.  I have no doubt&lt;br /&gt;it's God's hand moving in response the the millions of prayers of the&lt;br /&gt;Kenyan Christians and others across the world including you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to continue praying as Condoleeza Rice is there now, and the&lt;br /&gt;political leaders are looking for a way to share power.   Please let me know if you have any questions about the trip.  I don't know yet when our full payment is due, but will let you know asap.  If the tickets are higher since summer is peak season, I think we've&lt;br /&gt;raised enough money to cover the difference.  I'll keep everyone&lt;br /&gt;posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kathy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/go/pr/fr/-/2/hi/africa/7239554.stm"&gt;Story from BBC NEWS:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Published: 2008/02/12 09:21:13 GMT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© BBC MMVIII&lt;br /&gt;---------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870436113958191070-3328186622196620589?l=fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/feeds/3328186622196620589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7870436113958191070&amp;postID=3328186622196620589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/3328186622196620589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/3328186622196620589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/2008/02/dates-changed-to-june-30-to-july-15.html' title='Dates changed to June 30 to July 15'/><author><name>Tom T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01655984471104753825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SVK7hcEX7jI/AAAAAAAAC-k/dyMhqr-ches/S220/fam5_3657b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870436113958191070.post-5085811578675667305</id><published>2008-02-19T17:20:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T07:22:19.682-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who are Stu and Linda Ross?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SKbGXrf8yeI/AAAAAAAABw4/CnMHeLO6m_g/s1600-h/Stu+and+Linda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SKbGXrf8yeI/AAAAAAAABw4/CnMHeLO6m_g/s200/Stu+and+Linda.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235089726980803042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 51);font-family:Copperplate Gothic Bold;font-size:16;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:projmgr@maf.or.ke?subject=The%20Outreach%20Foundation"&gt;Stu     and Linda Ross&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(70, 34, 21);font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Eastern Africa (focus on     Kenya, Sudan, and Ethiopia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(70, 34, 21);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Stu and Linda Ross are &lt;a href="http://www.theoutreachfoundation.org/"&gt;The Outreach     Foundation&lt;/a&gt;’s eastern Africa &lt;a href="http://www.theoutreachfoundation.org/missionconsultants.htm"&gt;consultants&lt;/a&gt;, based in Kikuyu, Kenya.     They are responsible for a wide variety of building projects,     including schools, churches and orphanages, as well as managing     projects that provide clean, safe drinking water. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;A typical pastor in the    &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.pcea.or.ke/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;Presbyterian     Church of East Africa &lt;/span&gt;(PCEA)&lt;/a&gt; serves about six     congregations. The church is growing rapidly, and there is a     critical shortage of ministers and church buildings in east Africa.     Stu and Linda work in close cooperation with the    &lt;a href="http://www.pcea.or.ke/"&gt;PCEA&lt;/a&gt; on all of the construction     projects they manage in Kenya.  They also arrange for volunteer     church groups to come and work on projects that they have helped     fund. This gives US churches an opportunity to not only help     financially, but also work side-by-side with their Kenyan partners.     The Ross' spend about six months in Kenya and six months in the US     each year. While in the US, they travel to speak with a number of    &lt;a href="http://www.pcusa.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Presbyterian Church(USA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     congregations about their work.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Stu has a degree in chemical     engineering and retired from a 28-year career with Novartis     Pharmaceutical. Linda, who holds a master's degree in education,     retired after 29 years of teaching in Texas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Stu and Linda are both elders at    &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.saintandrewsatx.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;St.     Andrew Presbyterian Church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in San Antonio, Texas. They     went to Kenya in 1997 after their retirement, where Stu worked as a     project manager for the construction of Kikuyu Orthopedic Rehab     Center. After the work at the hospital was finished, they began     assisting with construction of churches and schools through The     Outreach Foundation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870436113958191070-5085811578675667305?l=fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/feeds/5085811578675667305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7870436113958191070&amp;postID=5085811578675667305' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/5085811578675667305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/5085811578675667305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/2008/02/information-about-stu.html' title='Who are Stu and Linda Ross?'/><author><name>Tom T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01655984471104753825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SVK7hcEX7jI/AAAAAAAAC-k/dyMhqr-ches/S220/fam5_3657b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SKbGXrf8yeI/AAAAAAAABw4/CnMHeLO6m_g/s72-c/Stu+and+Linda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870436113958191070.post-8750606411844885701</id><published>2008-02-05T16:27:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T10:46:43.212-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Change in Dates</title><content type='html'>Hi Everyone,&lt;br /&gt;Northwest Airlines has made an exception to their policy and said that&lt;br /&gt;we can change the dates of our travel without losing our deposit.  The&lt;br /&gt;cost of the tickets may go up a little since we'd be traveling during&lt;br /&gt;peak season, but we can cross that bridge when we get to it.  I've&lt;br /&gt;talked to Joe Bob, Andrea and Kirsten about possible dates, but would&lt;br /&gt;like to hear from the rest of you about going either July 24-Aug 6 or&lt;br /&gt;Aug 28-Sept 11 (give or take a day or 2).  Of course, we will still&lt;br /&gt;have to wait to see what the level of safety is before we purchase&lt;br /&gt;tickets.  One good thing about postponing our trip is that we would be&lt;br /&gt;on safari during migration.  Let me know what you think....and keep&lt;br /&gt;praying!&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Kathy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870436113958191070-8750606411844885701?l=fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/feeds/8750606411844885701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7870436113958191070&amp;postID=8750606411844885701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/8750606411844885701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/8750606411844885701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/2008/02/02-05-08.html' title='Change in Dates'/><author><name>Tom T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01655984471104753825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SVK7hcEX7jI/AAAAAAAAC-k/dyMhqr-ches/S220/fam5_3657b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870436113958191070.post-582397405043011974</id><published>2008-02-01T14:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T14:20:20.307-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip Postponed</title><content type='html'>Hello All,&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid that it's becoming more clear that our trip to Kenya will&lt;br /&gt;have to be postponed.  I received an email from Stu today about some&lt;br /&gt;mobs that were seen in the town where we stay.  It seems the violence&lt;br /&gt;is continuing.  I don't know whether it's escalating, but it's&lt;br /&gt;definitely no better.  I am exploring options with our travel agent. &lt;br /&gt;Optimally, I would like Northwest to change our tickets to sometime in&lt;br /&gt;the late summer or early fall and wait until closer to time to pay for&lt;br /&gt;them.  This would buy some time to see if the situation will change. &lt;br /&gt;It is not NW's policy to allow these kinds of changes, so please pray&lt;br /&gt;that God will touch the heart of whomever the decision maker is and&lt;br /&gt;allow us to do that.  I'm really sad that we're not going in March, but&lt;br /&gt;hopeful that with prayer, God's peace will return.  Please continue to&lt;br /&gt;pray for the Kenyans.  Most of the people we know who work for Stu are&lt;br /&gt;Kikuyu, and as such may be targets of violence.&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;Kathy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870436113958191070-582397405043011974?l=fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/feeds/582397405043011974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7870436113958191070&amp;postID=582397405043011974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/582397405043011974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/582397405043011974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/2008/02/trip-postponed.html' title='Trip Postponed'/><author><name>Tom T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01655984471104753825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SVK7hcEX7jI/AAAAAAAAC-k/dyMhqr-ches/S220/fam5_3657b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870436113958191070.post-6678891386588702017</id><published>2008-01-25T13:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T13:06:31.529-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Email from Kathy</title><content type='html'>Hi Everyone,&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to touch base with you and ask that we all be united in&lt;br /&gt;prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, pray about what is obviously a spiritual battle going on in&lt;br /&gt;Kenya.  I think Satan hates the rapid growth of Christianity and is&lt;br /&gt;stirring up anger and tribal hatred to try to prevent it's spread. &lt;br /&gt;Pray that God's forces would be victorious.  Spiritual battles are won&lt;br /&gt;by prayer and prayer alone.  Get everyone you know to pray, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, pray for the Kenyan people -- that they would be safe and&lt;br /&gt;able to get ample food and water during this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, please pray that God would give us a very clear sign whether we&lt;br /&gt;are to go or not.  We have to purchase our plane tickets by the first&lt;br /&gt;week in Feb.  We'll need to decide then if we as a group (and you as&lt;br /&gt;individuals) will be going.  I am checking into our options for&lt;br /&gt;purchasing tickets now and potentially changing the trip dates to&lt;br /&gt;Aug/Sept if things still don't look good in March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Lord is sovereign, and He is good.  I have no doubt His will will&lt;br /&gt;not be thwarted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you,&lt;br /&gt;Kathy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870436113958191070-6678891386588702017?l=fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/feeds/6678891386588702017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7870436113958191070&amp;postID=6678891386588702017' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/6678891386588702017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/6678891386588702017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/2008/01/email-from-kathy.html' title='Email from Kathy'/><author><name>Tom T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01655984471104753825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SVK7hcEX7jI/AAAAAAAAC-k/dyMhqr-ches/S220/fam5_3657b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870436113958191070.post-7883557212186249178</id><published>2008-01-18T17:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T17:36:43.809-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter from Kikuyu to Stu</title><content type='html'>Stu sent this excerpt from and email he received from a theology&lt;br /&gt;student at a university in Karen -- a community very close to where we&lt;br /&gt;will be staying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have just finished the second day of three days of mass protests called by the ODM party to protest the elections. The clashes have been tagged as “tribal”.  Kalinjins, Luos, and Maasai have been attacking Kikuyu and Kiisi or vice versa, but the underlying causes of this tragedy are economic.  The gap between the rich and poor in Kenya is now the 4th largest in the world, and is growing rapidly.  Thousands of unemployed youth have been growing more desperate and frustrated. The ODM candidate, Railla, raised very high expectations that he would create huge numbers of jobs if elected, and frustration exploded into violence when Kibaki was declared the winner. The Kikuyu have been relatively industrious and successful, and have owned many of the farms and businesses throughout the country. This has brought envy and resentment among the poor, and the “election” of a Kikuyu president was the trigger that allowed years of built up desperation to erupt in violence against those who were viewed as the “haves”. The demonstrations have been mainly in ODM strongholds like Kisumu, Eldoret, and the slums of Nairobi. They look horrendous on CNN, but are getting smaller and more localized each day. It is almost as if there are two Kenyas, with the more affluent neighborhoods of  Nairobi&lt;br /&gt;and much of the rest of the country experiencing relatively peace, and the slums and ODM controlled areas experiencing continuing senseless violence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, everyone is suffering. The small markets and kiosks in&lt;br /&gt;the slums have been destroyed. Businesses in downtown Nairobi are&lt;br /&gt;forced to close when police move in to block demonstrations. Even&lt;br /&gt;people who have money can’t find food or fuel to buy in the poorer&lt;br /&gt;neighborhoods. Prices of basic commodities have risen rapidly in the&lt;br /&gt;slums and conflict areas. The Shilling has fallen about 10% against&lt;br /&gt;the dollar over the last few days, so the buying power of people’s&lt;br /&gt;money has also shrunk. Temporary day work that most of the slum&lt;br /&gt;dwellers relied on to earn enough to survive has dried up, and incomes&lt;br /&gt;have disappeared. The attackers are sometimes in worse shape than the&lt;br /&gt;neighbors who were driven out. The displaced person camp in Jamhuri&lt;br /&gt;Park near the Kibera slum has a population of around 6000 during the&lt;br /&gt;day, when the goodies are being distributed by churches and aid&lt;br /&gt;organizations, but it drops to 1200 when those who have not really&lt;br /&gt;lost their slum dwellings go home for the night. Our church, Nairobi&lt;br /&gt;Chapel, adjoins the camp and many of our members are assisting with&lt;br /&gt;food and clothing collection , sorting and distribution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The merchants displaced in Western Kenya include almost all of the&lt;br /&gt;distributors of seeds, fertilizer and other agricultural inputs.&lt;br /&gt;Planting should be done next month before the long rains come at the&lt;br /&gt;end of February. The displaced merchants are afraid to go back and try&lt;br /&gt;to make peace with their neighbors until the politicians at the top&lt;br /&gt;have made peace with each other. Even if the farmers go back to their&lt;br /&gt;farms, it is highly likely that there will be a significant shortfall&lt;br /&gt;in acreage planted with a corresponding disastrous drop in the&lt;br /&gt;harvest. Western Kenya is the bread basket of East Africa, and the&lt;br /&gt;threat of famine in the region is very real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are becoming more and more aware that this dispute is not about&lt;br /&gt;preserving democracy or people’s rights. It is a brutal power struggle&lt;br /&gt;to satisfy massive egos and acquire access to the public till. The&lt;br /&gt;leaders of this country have dug in their heals and are refusing to&lt;br /&gt;even talk with each other. Neither side shows any sign of being&lt;br /&gt;willing to sacrifice personal power and gain for the good of the&lt;br /&gt;country. More and more Kenyans are becoming impatient with the lack of any attempt to resolve the deadlock. There was a demonstration in&lt;br /&gt;Dagoretti today that did not support either candidate, but simply&lt;br /&gt;demanded peace and dialogue. We will see more of this in the future&lt;br /&gt;because most Kenyans want to end the violence and get back to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870436113958191070-7883557212186249178?l=fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/feeds/7883557212186249178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7870436113958191070&amp;postID=7883557212186249178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/7883557212186249178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/7883557212186249178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/2008/01/letter-from-kikuyu-to-stu.html' title='Letter from Kikuyu to Stu'/><author><name>Tom T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01655984471104753825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SVK7hcEX7jI/AAAAAAAAC-k/dyMhqr-ches/S220/fam5_3657b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870436113958191070.post-2956974754473782983</id><published>2008-01-16T17:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T17:40:19.733-06:00</updated><title type='text'>News From Stu</title><content type='html'>Dear Kathy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received an email from&lt;br /&gt;Peter Kiarie this morning and things seem to be getting back to&lt;br /&gt;normal. He is confident that West Point team will be able to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two projects will be&lt;br /&gt;Gatundu (where you will building the church) and Mukuyuini High&lt;br /&gt;School. Both sites are close to Kikuyu and both are being prepared for&lt;br /&gt;your team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have attached the lists we&lt;br /&gt;talked about the other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all your support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870436113958191070-2956974754473782983?l=fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/feeds/2956974754473782983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7870436113958191070&amp;postID=2956974754473782983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/2956974754473782983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/2956974754473782983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/2008/01/news-from-stu.html' title='News From Stu'/><author><name>Tom T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01655984471104753825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SVK7hcEX7jI/AAAAAAAAC-k/dyMhqr-ches/S220/fam5_3657b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870436113958191070.post-3304981339085985327</id><published>2008-01-11T16:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T13:14:48.191-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Meeting after the Holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_17bfQglu8xE/R5EproPqWlI/AAAAAAAAA2s/iRF_78jTsqI/s1600-h/IMG_1115a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 227px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_17bfQglu8xE/R5EproPqWlI/AAAAAAAAA2s/iRF_78jTsqI/s400/IMG_1115a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156948877830150738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This photo is of myself, Stu Ross,our mission team leader, and my son Michael. We will meet Stu in Kenya at the Nairobi airport .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870436113958191070-3304981339085985327?l=fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/feeds/3304981339085985327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7870436113958191070&amp;postID=3304981339085985327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/3304981339085985327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/3304981339085985327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/2008/01/meeting-after-holidays.html' title='Meeting after the Holidays'/><author><name>Tom T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01655984471104753825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SVK7hcEX7jI/AAAAAAAAC-k/dyMhqr-ches/S220/fam5_3657b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_17bfQglu8xE/R5EproPqWlI/AAAAAAAAA2s/iRF_78jTsqI/s72-c/IMG_1115a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870436113958191070.post-3409143473213402715</id><published>2008-01-06T13:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T13:11:48.234-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Support Letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_17bfQglu8xE/R9BA_x0l8FI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/2xc2H0qMOSM/s1600-h/Letterhead2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 425px; height: 98px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_17bfQglu8xE/R9BA_x0l8FI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/2xc2H0qMOSM/s400/Letterhead2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174707436298563666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are receiving this letter because I want to inform you of some exciting news.  I am not sure where to start, however, as you can see by the letterhead, you know it has something to do with a mission to Kenya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the years, our church has sponsored short term missions to Kenya, Africa. A few of our church members and other volunteers go to Kenya to build churches and much needed school classrooms. Even though I would admire and support their acts of faith and service, it never crossed my mind that I might go.  As usual God works in mysterious ways, and Michael, my 14 yr old son, was touched by the church’s efforts. He asked Beth and I if he could go on the next trip in 2008.  Amazed by his conviction and unable to deny his calling, we cautiously agreed to let him go if he and I could raise support and go together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for the success of this mission. Many Kenyan churches meet under the shade of a small tree and they are in need of a building  to further their ministry.  Christian schools are needed as well. Education is one of Kenya’s highest priorities. They know that it is the only hope their children ever have of escaping poverty. This mission is a way to show them the love of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this letter is also a plea for money to support this mission.  Our church has already set aside $13,500 to build a church and some classrooms for the 2008 trip.  The people volunteering for service need to raise their own support for airfare, lodging, meals etc... Please consider sponsoring Michael and I in our quest to Kenya. Below is an example of how much is needed for a successful journey.  We are seeking to raise $2,700 each. Please send your donation to First Presbyterian EPC, 234 East St., West Point, MS 39773 in care of Tom and Michael Thompson, Kenya mission.   Thank You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom and Michael Thompson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870436113958191070-3409143473213402715?l=fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/feeds/3409143473213402715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7870436113958191070&amp;postID=3409143473213402715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/3409143473213402715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870436113958191070/posts/default/3409143473213402715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fpcwpkenya.blogspot.com/2008/01/support-letter.html' title='Support Letter'/><author><name>Tom T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01655984471104753825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17bfQglu8xE/SVK7hcEX7jI/AAAAAAAAC-k/dyMhqr-ches/S220/fam5_3657b.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_17bfQglu8xE/R9BA_x0l8FI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/2xc2H0qMOSM/s72-c/Letterhead2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
