I’ll finish the rest of the story later, but one thing that has been really fun is the construction we’ve been doing. To start, we dug a huge ring in the dirt. We brought down bags and bags of sand and rocks. We mixed it with powdered cement & water, and then it became concrete….

Going to a home away from home for one night was not something expected to leave in awe. Solomon was the second oldest brother of the family of seven. The back side of the home was all garden; it was not neat and inorganically planted but was grown in harmony with the surrounding plants for…

So many different experiences and stories have already been made on this trip, so it is not so easy to pick one day. If I had to choose, I would say both days where we hiked up a mountain are top on my list of my favorite memories that I will take home with me….

Two days ago we all went to see the other children’s home that was being built. After a brief tour of the campus and the different zones, we all hiked up the lone mountain looming over us. We started hiking. It was a steep treacherous path if you can even call it that. It was…

Hi Mom and Dad, I hope you are having a peaceful couple of weeks. Enjoying time together and with Myles too. I am enjoying my time here in Kenya. I have a wonderful group of people here that is easy to have fun with and learn. I am enjoying the time away from my phone…

After our church service, I had the opportunity to try playing some of the instruments. The music during the service really touched. While talking to the piano player, he showed me several cords and cord progressions for gospel music. A couple years ago I quit playing piano, but after this I feel as though this…

The sweet Juices of sugar cane flushed our teeth at Momma Joy’s house two days ago. Mama Joy is a wonderful and courageous woman who let my friend Mariam and I spend a night. It was a night filled with song, laughter, and chat; our tummies filled to the brim with chapati, soup, and tea….

This week, I have earned a few new bruises and a few new rips in my previously brand-new pants. Whether it was moving sand from point A to point B, or following “uncle” Silas’s paver pattern, I am always left with a little something. Most often, it’s not a tear or a cut, but a…

This post is a few days old from when the students first arrived to Meru. I am writing this a day late. Yesterday was an incredible journey as we drove 7 hours north to Meru. The drive was filled with new landscapes and new (to me) ways of life. Driving started promptly at 7:00 after…

A travel journal entry from Annadelle A in response to her experience watching dancers from Kenya: Tears rumbled as I watched the beautiful people of Kenya share a piece of their home and hearts. I watched as their movements unfolded the stories of their tribes. Their feet moved to the sound of the drums as…