Final thoughts

I am sitting in the Nairobi airport waiting to go home, just as I have done 10 times before. This time however, my frequent flyer status has scored us some lounge passes for British Airways. I could get used to this. For starters, the place is air conditioned, unlike the rest of the terminal. It's like a foreshadowing of home, while still here in a foreign land. That would preach, wouldn't it?

That's exactly what we experienced this morning. After breakfast at the Kunste, we rolled out for Kikitemo Feeding Station to see their progress and to visit Grace, my favorite disciple of Jesus. The joy that we always feel with these people is still there, even in their new location. They are just so happy, despite what they have been through. They have first-hand knowledge of how their God can save them from death and pain.

When we met with them in their new dining hall, Grace stood up and said a few words. She told the story of how in the begining, they would look toward the road nearby, certain that their salvation would arrive from the government in Nairobi. Later,when they placed their faith in God to save them, he delivered their salvation from the air, meaning us. She has pledged to serve these people untile she dies. I believe that they are in good hands.

This medical team has been fortunate to see what it feels like to be a part of Gods plan of receipts for this world, and they will forever be changed. Serving others is a great feeling, but serving in the name of Christ is what we were made for.

Thanks for following our adventures is past two weeks. It's been a real privilege to be here.


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