23 December 2008

Sunday...Sunday...Sunday...

On Sunday morning, I spoke in Oasis Church. I was not given much direction as to what to speak on, just asked to speak and told to take my time with the message. So, I spent the week thinking and listening for direction. Then I asked Moses what he'd like to hear a message on. He said he would love to hear about "loving people even though they are poor and dirty". Geoffrey said, "maybe something about Christmas"...
(You can skip this part if you'd like...)
So, I spoke on God's love. I talked about how He created us to love us and for us to love Him. Then talked about His love for us being best displayed through sending His son. How Jesus didn't come as a wealthy man, but as a poor baby in a manger...so that we could better relate to Him, and He to us. And how his salvation is for everyone...
I wrapped up with 1 John 4. The final verse is "Love God, Love Others". So the "What do I do with this?" was in two groups: 1) Accept God's love this Christmas. 2) Learn to give God's love to others...(this is where the bit for Moses came in). If Jesus were in Kitale, I believe He would be loving on the street kids, or the "crazy" people in town, or at the Kitale prison, or in Kipsongo at night. He would be with the sick and the dying. And we should be too. Love does not equal money. Love is time, a smile, an acknowledgment of presence, a gentle touch. If we all decided to acknowledge the ignored in Kitale, then others would take notice and could begin to wonder what makes this church full of people different.

The final verse was "and by your love for others, they will know that you are my disciples"...
(I know, you didn't need to read all of that, but my mom loves details)

After church, I made sure to get a picture of Elvis and his identical twin, not actually related to him) little brother.
After church, we went to House 2 (where all of the boys who did not go home for Christmas are staying). Daina, Andrew and the boys wanted to watch the Arsenal game. I just wanted to hang out...oh, and do some Sudoku.

What night would be complete without some photos?

Little Keya...he's knew to the houses. When school closed, he went up to Lodwar to see his dad. After about two weeks, his dad put him back on a bus to Kitale...said, "see ya". So Geoffrey put him in House 3 until he goes back to boarding school in January.

He's the sweetest little boy.
He's not great with photography yet...
The other boys love him. The house dads say he's so well-behaved...
About 100 pictures of Pato playing soccer...and this is the only one worth keeping.

Someone wrote on the door "What God thinks of me is more important than what others think of me". Cute.
We had to leave before the game was over...but they tied one-one. When we came home, we loaded pictures and watched TV on DVD...a typical end to a Kitale evening.

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