Send Me Out
I love Kenya. I love the people and their kind, welcoming spirit, along with their easygoing attitude. They are on fire for the Lord and are not afraid to say it. I love the surroundings, with the crowing roosters, natives speaking loudly in their native tongue, the putt-putt of their motorbikes, and the constant lilt of music- (I am living right next to the church and near the main road, and morning prayer meeting starts at 6:45 AM!) Everywhere I go, I am greeted, “Hello, habari ya asubuhi! Sasa? (Good morning, how are you?)” The culture is so warm and friendly, so greeting each other is very important- it is considered offensive if you ignore one another. They have a more traditional culture in which the women are viewed as more subordinate than in the US. Many a time I have been laughed at when I tell people that I can run long distances and told, “You can’t carry that! It is too heavy for you!” Or “It is just women that are supposed to be in the kitchen…” To these comments, my