It's January 28th and we've been to a couple of schools and an orphanage and are looking forward to so much more. The children are beautiful and through their smiling faces and curiosity your presence is so keenly felt here. I don't know if it's the poverty, the dirt, or the heat but in this beautiful place of need and want - a sense of hope and determination and appreciation is very strong - and I feel weak. My muscle of reliance on God is atrophied. I so often "muddle through" in life on my own strength. Right now, here in Kenya, I am very aware of the pride in that and I confess my sin of self-reliance and look to God anew as my only hope, my very next breath, my provider of all things.
Teresa
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