I returned from Kenya Saturday, filled with the life Africa always gives. My mind and my heart are full; my brain maxed out.
This week I’ve been reviewing and writing. I’m working hard to summarize the experiences into reports that will benefit Biblica. I continue to learn new ways to communicate cross culturally. I find myself misstepping at times.
People have asked me highlights of my time. How do you summarize the colliding of worlds?
The trip began revisiting my high school 20 years later. As I walked the rugby field and visited the dorms that were my home, waves of memories poured over me. That time at Rift Valley Academy was truly a gift. That place is still, to this day, filled with deep grace and love.
I am forever grateful for the 4 years I spent at RVA.
Mashed in the middle were meetings and people–the reason why I was there in the first place. I have never worked so hard as I did last week. Waking up 6 am and dropping into bed at 10 pm; each hour filled with ministry, conversation, meetings and learning.
Friday came and I met Edwin and Mama Edwin; our child we’ve supported through Compassion International for 16 years. As we walked and talked, I felt like I was in the middle of a dream. Edwin kept saying, “I will never forget this day.” Yes, me too Edwin. Once a small 5 year old boy in a picture; now a man ready to begin adult life. We ate at Kentucky Fried Chicken, visited Elephants, shopped for tea and flour at Nakumatt and spoke so many words while in “jams” (traffic jams).
No, I do not have a highlight. See, it was all a highlight. Each conversation, each experience, each meeting was new.
I continue to turn it over in my brain. I continue to be thankful for the time spent back in my homeland.