There is an insect here called the Nairobi Eye. What a nasty little rascal he is. About as thick as a piece of spaghetti and 15 mm long, (been here so long we use metrics). This guy is little but insidious. So what happens is, if you find one of these tiny creastures on a part of your body and if you accidentally crush them and get their bodily fluid on you, it literally gives you a chemical burn. For days you have an infected sore that is unsightly and painful. We have seen two in our apartment. With great skill and daring we eradiated them. We crushed them with a paper towel. One of our dorm girls has a burn both above and below her knee from one of these sinister creatures. At this point we could post a shot of a red weeping sore that has been bandaged twice a day for about a week now, but does anyone really want to see that? Nairobi eyes, avoid them!
We have had much less luck dodging the next menace, the long prayer. While this species is not confined to Kenya we do have, it seems, our fair share (rampant among missionary folk). Pretty sure that neither of us would be defined as big talkers nor long prayers. So, when we talk to God, we get to the point. He already knows all the specifics anyway. The trick during these long prayers is to keep the eyes closed (although a peek occasionally to see other short prayer prayer warriors like you can be reassuring), heads bowed in reverence (trying not to nod off), and not to cheer out loud when you hear "In Jesus name we pray, Amen!"
If given the choice of facing a long prayer or a Nairobi Eye we would probably take the prayer. It would be a close call though. It might depend if we have any paper towel handy?
On the other end of the spectrum, is the elusive zip-lock
bag. These bad boys are banned in
Kenya. If you are lucky enough to find
yourself in the possession of one, DO NOT SHARE! You will never see it again! Treat it with
care, washing carefully, until it no longer zips nor locks. A proper burial may be needed upon its demise
for closure.
Oh, the hardships we endure!!
Last night, at our Dorm Devotions, the girls shared about
“their people”, what ministry their families were in and where they had
served. Talk about sacrifices and
hardships! Many have experienced several
moves amongst several countries across the globe. Some have been kicked out of countries
because of wars, some fleeing during gun battles. Many have lived in remote villages where the
amenities of life are nonexistent. Most
have a hard time identifying where “home” the place is. That is true sacrifice and hardship. But is
it? All the girls were able to identify
the feeling of “home”, the area where God has called their family to serve,
whether in one place for all their lives or many different places. They have grasped the concept that where God
wants us is where we should be. They
have lived this way of life, they have seen it modeled by their families, and
they have been blessed. What an
inspiration! Simple concept, complex in
its implementation. Is it a true
sacrifice (consider what Christ sacrificed), is it a true hardship (consider
what Christ endured) when we are following God’s lead? Maybe an earthly inconvenience, maybe
uncomfortable, but nothing when compared to Christ! And the blessings promised us are beyond
measure! These young ladies have taught
us a great lesson in following Christ.
We need to get out of the way and let him lead!
Homework in our apartment. |