Saying good-bye to the relationships I had built over the
past two years was one of the more difficult things I have had to do in my
lifetime. Now that I am home, people ask me how my “trip” was. I must say I am
not fond of that question because it makes me feel like living in Kenya for the
past two years of my life, learning a new culture, new language, new people,
new way of life completely, while forfeiting my comfort, family, friends, and
presence at important life events for those people, was equivalent to the sacrifices one makes for
a short term mission trip.
These past 2 years hold some of the most
challenging, stripping, personally fruitful times in my life and to try to
equate that to a “trip” instead of a period of my life was hard to deal with
since I have been home. In order to help people understand more of why this
past 2 years was so impactful and deserving of a better word than “trip,” I am
going to write this blog post about what I faced while leaving Kenya.
In the Great Rift Valley |
Saying good-bye to students from 3 different schools whom I
had relationships with, some deeper and stronger than others but relationships
nonetheless, was definitely the worst of it. It was just as hard if not harder,
than saying good-bye to my loved ones last January for the simple reason that I
knew I would see my family again one day. Some of these students I cannot say I
will see again. It’s just the truth. And
that is a sad reality when you have spent the last two years building those
friendships, making memories, and pouring into them. So, as Christine and I
finished our last GLOW Club at Kamandura Girls High School, and our last bible
study at Green Valley International, I took these photos so I can remember what
these girls looked like and how they have influenced my life.
Green Valley girls at our last bible study |
Njambi, one of the funny girls |
Claris, always ready to give me a handshake and a joke |
Grace, the serious, grounded one of them all, born leader |
Kamandura girls at our last GLOW Club |
The hardest good-byes were, of course, the girls from Uhuru
Academy because I had spent the most time with them and known them the longest.
During our closing ceremony before the girls headed home for holiday vacation,
I was given the privilege of speaking to them one last time to tell them how
much I love them and they mean to me, while challenging them to reach new
heights in integrity, kindness, generosity, and others-centeredness next year
with the new students. This is one of the passages I shared with them that I
feel captures in words, better than I could, how I feel about these wonderful
young ladies:
“I am fully convinced my dear sisters, that you are full of
goodness. You know these things so well you can teach each other all about
them…. For by God’s grace, I am a special messenger from Christ Jesus to you
Gentiles. I bring you the Good News so that I might present you as an
acceptable offering to God, made holy by the Holy Spirit. So I have reason to
be enthusiastic about all Christ Jesus has done through me…But everyone knows
that you are obedient to the Lord. This makes me very happy. I want you to be
wise in doing right and to stay innocent of any wrong. The God of peace will
soon crush Satan under your feet. May the grace of our Lord Jesus be with you.”
[Romans 15-16, paraphrased]
Nicole and Lynne, two of my favorites who are great examples of leaders at Uhuru |
Teresia, one of the girls I was closest with who could always make me laugh |
One of the many selfies I have been gifted with involuntarily by these young ladies |
On top of leaving these students, I also said good bye, for
a short time, to my team mates who I have lived and worked beside for the past
2 years in this challenging environment. We are a family and have gone through
really trying times together and it was sad knowing that we will never again be
in these circumstances together. Sure, we will reunite, but it will never be
like it was in Kenya. I am thankful though, to have built those friendships
that will outlast any distance simply because of the depth with which the roots
have grown during those hardships.
In addition, I had to say good bye to my adult Kenyan
friends, whom I may not see again, and if I do, it will not be for a long time.
These are my friends who helped me adjust to the culture there and teach me the
language. I shared many laughs with these people over the cultural differences
and learning new words to say to strangers in public. My Kenyan experience is
largely defined by their friendships. I am eternally grateful for all they did
for me, not just logistically, but emotionally. These friendships often
restored my faith in Kenyan people when it was all but shattered because of a
bad encounter, a corrupt police man, or selfish politician.
Francis, Lydiah, and Christine cooking for one of the many dinners we shared together |
LastIy, I will miss the culture at times too. Do not get me
wrong, I missed fast food chains, East Coast Mexican restaurants with lots of
cheese, southern accents, etc. but I will miss being able to eat nothing with
preservatives or anything processed, buying produce for dirt cheap prices from
the local market, greeting people as you pass by because it’s the polite thing
to do, and getting to speak another language. Sure, I have things I will not
miss like constantly being treated like an outsider because of my skin color or
nationality no matter how long I have lived there, being stared at constantly,
how far we had to travel to have a social life, etc. but those experiences have
grown me in ways I do not even see yet and I am thankful.
The market in Limuru |
Kenya has a special place in my heart, not because I lived
there for 2 years, but because of all that I experienced living in their
culture, the friendships I built there both foreign and native, and how without
even knowing, I have been changed for the better by the young ladies I had the
privilege to know. It will be a difficult transition back in certain respects,
but what helps is being asked about how my life is changing, how I have grown,
how I expect to use what I learned in Kenya, and what I learned about God.
Being asked these questions not only allows me to inform others about my
experiences and beliefs, but it also helps me process during this transition.
Join me in continuing to pray for:
1)
My team members to have renewed strength that
would allow them to keep serving and loving the people in these communities.
2) Uhuru Academy would gain 40 new students in 2015
3) These students would become leaders that show
the love of Christ to their peers, communities, and families in all they do
both now, and after they leave Uhuru.
4) The social businesses would flourish and bring
in more profit than we can even imagine so that they can keep expanding and
employing more needy Kenyans.
One of the many beautiful views of the tea fields in Limuru |
“Return, O my soul, to your rest; for the Lord has dealt
bountifully with you.” –Psalm 116:7