It's Sunday morning again...a beautifully blue, shiny, coldish morning on the hill here at Michinda. The boys in the dining hall across the football (soccer) field in front of my house have just started their 2 hour church service. They're singing...I think as loudly as they possibly can...accompanied by drums which one of the boys is playing. People outside, hearing the sounds of praise, join in the song as they walk by. The song they're singing right now is a medley of /He's Got the Whole World in His/ /Hands/ and other songs that I don't recognize. Now they've switched to a song in Kiswahili.
When John and I arrived in Kenya on Dec. 29, we didn't anticipate being part of the unfolding drama that has continued now for almost 2 months. Nor had I planned to write anything but a few postcards to grandchildren, family and friends who had asked to hear from us. These messages began before the New Year, as a way of reassuring those at home that we were safe and that there was nothing to worry about. As the turmoil here developed and the news that was sent out from Kenya grew increasingly negative, we continued to try to reassure friends and family, and to pass along our perspective on what was happening to as many of you as we thought might be interested. Since then, the list of recipients has become long, and the words many.
Habari zenu? (How are things with all of you?)
If all continues as it has been, I'm happy to say that things are getting much better here. I've been back in Molo since Thursday afternoon. I didn't anticipate being here again on this trip, much less without John, but then, there have been many surprises in the last 6 weeks. John returned home on the 3rd alone after we had decided that I should stay in Kenya for awhile longer.
Jambo,
We've been in Kilifi, on the Kenya coast, since last Saturday afternoon. Sitting on our balcony overlooking the ocean, the wind rattling the coconut fronds, the turmoil in other parts of the country seems unreal. In the central coast, it's life as usual...except for the scarcity of /wazungu/, the white tourists.
