Eighth grades guys can go from awkward to slick in moments. One of our dorm boys, fearing that we would tease him, would ask if he could call his sister. We would say yes, and he would call her and ask, “Can I have all your money?” She would hang up, and then he would call the eighth grade girl he really wanted to talk to.
We have short devotions in the dorm Monday through Thursday, and because they get really...
Kenya has changed its laws, and to adopt, the courts appoint a guardian from the Kenyan Child Welfare Society to oversee how you raise the children. She was scheduled to come to our home, but at the last moment she asked us to come to her office. For those of you old enough to remember the old Batman show, her office looked like an abandoned factory now used for nefarious means by criminal masterminds. It was scary to go inside,...
Continue ReadingBesides the obvious holiday, we celebrated our first year with the babies on December 23. It would be hard to name highlights: it was harder than I thought it would be, and more fun than I imagined it could be. Any babies at my age would be a challenge: twins at my age exposed all the selfishness that I continue to harbor in my heart. The most amazing part of it all is this: They were not part of our...
Continue ReadingWe had a lovely restful peaceful vacation in Mombassa last week. The absolute great thing about Africa is that it never seems to stop throwing curveballs at you. Near the place where we stayed was a small reptile zoo, so we stopped in.
The first surprise was that we were the only people there. The guy at the front told me the price he wanted me to pay, which was much more than I had expected, and more than the posted...
You can tell when the end of the term is because the children start playing Christmas music rather early getting ready for the end of term Christmas concert. The older kids do a wonderful job, but the concert of the younger kids band is a marvel to behold. Many of them have had instruments for just a few months, and the sounds they make are fascinating.
I’ve learned that you should NEVER make eye contact with another adult during one of...
After the fiasco with the babies escaping through the back door and playing in the rain and the largest puddles they could find, we identified the culprit (the dog) who pushed the doors open for them. We changed the ways the door closed so it couldn’t happen again.
So Nancy took the babies for a walk, and the egg man came and dropped off some eggs in our `safe’ room. They were on the shelf, and Nancy didn’t notice them when...
A great former missionary, the invincible Doug Dempsey, once told me `It’s not if, it’s when.’ The great scourge of all African missionaries, it strikes without warning. Whether it is the water, food that has gone south, or something in the air, it struck without warning, but much subsequent fanfare.
We had SIXTY-ONE kids in the infirmary with food poisoning on Friday. When you have a campus of five hundred kids, that means there was a LOT of sudden running. It...
Sunday morning, I went next door to borrow something. Nancy went into the bedroom to put on her shoes. The babies were playing in the living room.
We came back, and the babies were gone. They are usually in the living room, where a barrier and closed door keeps them confined. But they had gotten out. We searched through the house, and couldn’t find them anywhere.
Finally, we went out the back door. There, in the pouring rain, sat our two babies,...
