Missions Journal- Kenya, September 2017- Entry 4
Well hello, friends. I have made it back on US soil from being in Kenya for ten days. I will be here in North Carolina with Holly for the next week. The last half of my trip in Kenya I did not have reliable internet to be able to update all of you via the blog. So, as I sit here in a coffee shop, waiting for my beautiful fiancee to get out of class I am going to move my journal from the archaic form of paper and pen to this blog. We will begin where we left off, leaving Nairobi going to the small village of Kotiang.
On Thursday of last week, we left our comfy hotel room after a must needed day of rest to fly to Kisumu, Kenya. Kisumu is a fairly large city close to Kenya's popular tourist destination, Lake Victoria. This leg of the trip Pastor Perry (Seneca, SC) and I were traveling to the small village of Kotiang. This is an area that none of us had been to before. The reason for visiting was a connection of Pastor Perry's. His church in South Carolina helped a local pastor from Kisumu plant this church in Kotiang about four years ago. This pastors name is Dixon.
Dixon had arranged a taxi to pick us up at the airport late Thursday night to take us on the hour drive to the community of Kotiang. This is a very rural area, more than anywhere I had been yet in this country. We were taken to a church members house, this is where we would be staying for the next couple of days. We pull up to a small house place with two concrete block structures and many livestock running around in between. We go into the larger of the two structures to be greeted by a MOUNTAIN of a Kenyan man. Guess what his name was....Samson. I was glad to be staying with this man.
And Samson said,
“With the jawbone of a donkey,
heaps upon heaps,
with the jawbone of a donkey
have I struck down a thousand men.”
I believe this Samson could've done the same without the jawbone...Anyways, where were we?
After talking with Samson and Dixon for a few hours we were taken to our room. Our room was a small concrete block structure with two small beds in it. Samson then gave us mosquito nets and told us that mosquitos were worse there than almost any part of Kenya. He said that he has gotten Malaria many times...thanks for the encouraging statement before bed, buddy! We had brought a few bottles of water with us for the journey and were glad that we did. This community does not have access to running water....our toilet was a small hole in the ground and there was no shower. Most families collect rainwater but it usually does not supply for their need. In the center of the village, there is a well where water can be purchased. With no hope for a shower in the near future, I was thankful that I had packed WetWipes! This was not the most rural or poverty-stricken village that I had visited but it was that I had stayed the night in.