I should Not Be Surprised

But that still doesn't mean that this kind of thing is not frustrating.

My computer battery is about to die and I don't have long to post this.
So why don't I just charge it?
Well, because the cord or adapter or something is broken.
I've tried different outlets, I've tried jiggling it... nothing.
So once this battery dies my computer will be useless until I can find another cord.
And hopefully, not an expensive one.

So this means no laptop for a bit.
It also means no vlogs for a bit.
And no video work in general for a bit.

Frustrating?... yes.
Am I surprised?... no.

I am no stranger to hiccups in ministry. This stuff always happens cause there's always someone working against you. The good thing is that God is for me and with Him on my side, a little power cord isn't going to damage my purpose for being here. I don't need a computer to join God in His work.
well... eventually I will need it, but I'm alright for now.

Waterfall Jumping

My New Apartment

If anyone would like to throw me a housewarming, I would gladly accept.

Here's what happened...

Reagan, Michelle and I headed into Jamhuri late Friday afternoon. Reagan had called me about this place an agent wanted to show me, but true to all agents, he wanted money for me to look at it. I decided against it, and instead, we headed over to our old apartment, and our favourite duka (shop). We parked in our same old spot. On top of the burnt trash pile and next to the random brick.

House Hunting

That Was Dumb

My neck is a vibrant shade of pink today.

I was out house hunting with Reagan yesterday and didn't even think about it at the time, but spending 4 and a half hours walking around in the blazing sun is probably not the best idea for someone as fair as I am... base tan or not.

I didn't document the first day because I wasn't sure how it was going to go. But I think I'll take the camera out today and show you all some of the flats in my price range.. and maybe even some of the ones that are not.

Oh, and I've decided that I'm going to institute VLOG WEDNESDAY.
To the best of my ability, I will upload a vlog every Wednesday to be a bit more consistent.

So tomorrow I will bring you some house hunting.

Loneliness Isn't Pretty

I promised myself I’d be real in this blog and that promise gets harder to keep every time I’m faced with difficulty that proves my inability to do this work on my own.

If you don’t ever want to feel lonely, don’t be a missionary.

I think I may have overlooked my lack of community when I was preparing to come back to Kenya. You see, in the past when I lived here and served here, I was part of an organization that forced you into a community whether you liked it or not. I served with teams, I lead teams and I partnered with teams. I was always surrounded by peers and co-workers and like minded people.

Now, I have come back as an individual. I am the only member on this end of my ministry team and I am the sole representative of Global Outreach in this country.

Why is that such a big deal?

Because I don’t have a community yet, and that can make you feel really vulnerable and lonely. Because we were made for companionship. We were made for community. Even the most severe of introverts require solid friendships and people to lean on. And in this line of work, where the days can be exhausting just watching and listening to people in need, for me, it’s the evenings where I crave those friends that I can talk to.

Flying To NBO

I finally caught up on the vlogs.
Here is a REALLY short one I recorded during my very long journey to Nairobi. Airports are boring and sitting in a metal tube for 8 hours is boring so there wasn't a lot to capture.
But I did upgrade to business class which was totally worth it!

Kingston, Not Jamaica

Two days before I left for Nairobi, I spent the day with some family in Kingston.

Burning Breakfast

Here is a vlog I recorded during my last week in Canada.

Fun Stuff

Thinking of texting me?
Or not sure why I haven't replied to your email yet?

Go here (or click on 'Toys' above)

I've fixed the widgets in the toys page to reflect my current location.
You can now see time/date, weather, location and a currency converter there.

So don't expect me to respond to a text you send at 8pm... because it's 3am here and I'll probably be sleeping.
Oh and just so you know... the future is great!

Excuse Me, That's Not Your Bag

That's what I would have said, had I seen the person leaving the airport with my luggage.

I landed in Nairobi Last night at 8:30pm (EAT) and proceeded through customs to baggage claim. 2 of my bags were on the belt right away so I hobbled over as quickly as I could, with a giant ankle, and grabbed them. I then stood there for 20 minutes eyeballing the belt and checking the bags that were on the floor (I still don't know why the Jomo Kenyatta airport staff will take random bags off of the belt).

It wasn't there. So I went to the baggage help desk and they informed me that the bag had been on the plane but naturally their scanners weren't working that day so they hadn't scanned any bags that had arrived. So we knew it was on the plane. I filed the report and they said they would contact me if it showed up.

Thankfully, that same night someone had returned it.

They took it by accident thinking that it was theirs... which is surprising considering it had an Air Canada tag on it with my name and address.

And then I got to thinking... they don't check bags on the way out of the airport. People could just grab like 5 bags and take off.

I'm not trying to give you any ideas but it would have been a good thing for me to clearly mark my bag. I normally do but I got lazy.

And even better... If I had neon green bags, no one would get away.

So long story short.. I have all my luggage now.

The flights were as good as two 7+ hour flights could be without being in first class.

And this week hopefully I'll have a plan regarding house hunting.

Thanks for all the prayers for my travels.