12-25-07

12-25-07

Tue

21:02

Its quazi-funny how trivial some things are. For instance I am drawn to tell about how I saw Kibaki (the president of Kenya) as he was slowly driven by me, with his upper body sticking out of his SUV’s sun roof, while he was waving to and greeting the people he passed. Of all the days for Kibaki to drive right by me and see me, I was wearing my bright orange t-shirt (orange is the color and symbol of Kibaki’s opposing party) about a week before election day…

… Good story? Sure, but it’s not that big a deal when I think about even the little things that God has been doing in and out of our hearts. Sometimes I wish there was a Stoney Tangawizi for the heart (Stoneys are a ginger soda out here, and they are both delicious, refreshing, and great for settling your stomach) (sorry for the bad grammar with “both”). My heart has sometimes been getting motion sickness from the freefalls, skyward climbs, double loops, corkscrew spins, and whipping left and right turns that it has been experiencing these past weeks. The song “Get Down” by Audio Adrenalin is a very accurate picture of how things have been for me lately… I like that song.

Wycliffe is always an encouragement for me. A couple of mornings ago, I was having a rough morning, so I walked. I didn’t know where I was walking, but I ended up at Wycliffe’s house. He welcomed me with excitement, a great big smile, and a hug that left no doubt that we were family. When Wycliffe speaks, it is as if I am getting food and rest from his words. And as if that wasn’t enough, he always offers us home made meals, and a seat in his house. God used him to restore me (yet again). I shed tears as Wycliffe spoke to my heart.