WE ALL HAVE A STORY TO TELL



We all have a story to tell. 

Each and every story has value, and each and every one of us is important. It does not matter how insignificant the world may think you are, or if you even get thought of at all. 

An older man came to church last Sunday whom I have never seen before. I heard some rumors swirling that he was a drunk. Towards the end of the church service he stood up and shared that the Lord spoke to him in a dream, and he quoted Matthew 11:28-30:

“Come to Me, all who are weary and heavy-laden, and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you, and learn from Me, for I am gentle and humble in heart; and you shall find rest for your souls, For My yoke is easy, and My load is light.”

That was all this man had to say, and then he sat down. That beautiful message from Jesus almost drew tears to my eyes… I needed to be reminded of that. Sure, I have not faced the same challenges and hardships that this man who was in front of me had faced. But I felt a connection to him, and the vulnerability that he showed amongst a group of people he did not know. Since we have moved to Kenya, I’ve had floods of homesickness. That on top of pregnancy hormones is a scary combination ya’ll! :) Recently I even cried myself to sleep, and woke up disappointed that we were still here… how is that for honesty?! But then I have such sweet moments, like the peace I had been given from that man’s testimony at church. Or how I was given the opportunity to share the story of Christ with five children that have never heard a thing about Jesus except His name. My heart could have busted open at the seams from joy, by being able to share the good news of Christ! One of those little children happens to be my little friend Danny. Danny made a bad choice the first time I met him, he decided to steal from us. But since then, he has shown repentance, and respect. God is doing a great work in that child, and I am so excited that I have the privilege to play a small role in his life. The story I read to the children is a wonderful little book with bright colorful pictures. My new friend Joan translated, and did a wonderful job engaging all the children with questions regarding what we read. 

I met Joan at our home fellowship, she is a very sweet, but shy 24 year old woman with an adorable two year old daughter. Joan’s husband has recently left her and their daughter, so she moved to our village to stay with her sister Rebecca. While being here she surrendered to the Lordship of Christ, and was baptized. Then ‘we' entered the picture, and I started attending the Tuesday morning women’s bible study with her. When I heard her share a testimony at study, I saw something very special in her, and could not wait to get to know her better. Well, the next Tuesday she was not there, and then she was not at fellowship on Sunday. I ran into her sister while I was in town one day the next week and inquired about her. Her sister told me that Joan travelled to Nairobi to find work, and left her daughter behind in the mean time. Well, we had been praying about finding someone to help around the house, especially with the new baby coming this fall. You do everything by hand in the villages of Africa. Washing clothes takes about 4 hours of undivided attention 3-4 days a week for a family of our size. And with how many people have been stopping by our house since we have arrived, we seem to be always busy. So, after talking with Charlton, I told Rebecca if Joan does not find work, we would love to hire her on. That way she could be reunited with her daughter, close to her sister, nieces and nephew, and most importantly close to her church family. Joan accepted our offer, came back, and has started working. I am so excited to have this great discipleship opportunity! Just yesterday Joan, Wanda, and myself travelled around our village praying with the sick, and giving food to the people who needed it most. 


Our first stop was visiting a malnourished little boy named Michael. He is five years old, and came to us with malaria on top of not being able to eat. His grandmother keeps him, and she is a frail women. He is doing much better, praise God! He is keeping food down, and his malaria is gone. We gave them some maize, and beans. But most importantly we laid hands and prayed for them. We will be going back next week to check on him.


We also walked to a house where a lady was pregnant with baby number six, and they did not even own a stool to sit on. Nothing. Just dirt floor, a couple dishes for cooking, and some blankets outside for the children to sit. She was very pale, and ill. Joan did all the translating for us. Come to find out she has some very serious problems. So we are in prayer right now over the best way to treat her. Her name is Chesika, and the picture below is of her, and also one of her daughters. We gave them beans, and candy! It was a treat! But again, the most important thing we can do is pray for healing in the name of Jesus.   He is helping.





It was a morning filled with adventure, from meeting a very poor man on the street and blessing him with maize. To walking by one of Wanda’s patients laying on the ground in pain, and finding out she has a kidney stone! Then we gave ringworm medicine to the neighbor we are leasing our land from! All of his grandchildren have the ringworm fungus.






To top off the day, Charlton and I visited a widow from church who lives in a small rental house. (Which by the way, is about the size of one very small room in America.) This rental has holes in the roof, that the landlord refuses to fix. Every time it rains, her little home gets wet. Plus the rent is getting hard for her to pay. We found out that she owns a tiny piece of land that she has been growing corn. We checked it out, and Charlton will be leading a mission to build her a little house on that little piece of land! God is good, and this is a great opportunity for the men of our fellowship to donate their time, labor, and know-how to help a widow in need. God is so good. 



I am finally living, and understanding Matthew 10:38-39:

“And he who does not take his cross and follow after Me is not worthy of Me. He who has found his life shall lose it, and he who has lost his life for My sake shall find it.”

Thank you all for your support. Without your generosity none of this work would be possible. We may be on the ground in Kenya, but we are just one small part of the amazing body of Christ. 

With Love,

Natasha




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  1. Oh honey, thanks for being honest~and I can tell you I have had the same struggles! We've been in Mombasa one week and I've cried a few tears myself and wished myself back home. And oh, the laundry!!!! lol But praise God that His grace truly is sufficient for us and He is taking us THROUGH this time of transition! And praise God for what He is doing through you all already! Wonderful, wonderful Jesus! Sending love and prayers for you all...

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