Airports are interesting. I guess I should say the people in airports are interesting. I see all kinds here. There are the business types…determined faces that communicate, “I’m on a mission get out of my way.” Then there are the families. Honestly, I think it is a requirement to fly with small, cranky children. The parents of these temporarily demon possessed little people look either tired or embarrassed. Everyone hopes they are liberal with the Benadryl.
I can’t help but notice the individuals who look like they just woke up and came to the airport in their pajamas. I’m looking at someone right now. It is obvious they have not looked in the mirror to assess last night’s damage. And of course, there are those who are on the other end of the spectrum; dressed like they are going to a fashion show…or are a part of a fashion show. I’m having fun watching. I know God loves all these people; and thankfully, He loves me too.
John and Warren, my two companions on this trip are great. Apparently, American Airlines thought John was one of their pilots. He got called out in the terminal. He assured them he was not a pilot and they bumped him to First Class to apologize for their mistake. Warren and I ended up at the back of the plane with all the other average people on the flight.
We have had no real issues getting to Kenya. I have learned that from now on I will not be packing any food in my carry-on luggage. All 3 of us got pulled, had to open our bags and let TSA do their thing. My TSA agent hand checked all 12 of my Cliff Bars to make sure they were not C-4. Warren’s Twizzlers were suspect and John’s spice gum-drops apparently didn’t look so innocent on the x-ray machine.
We made it to Kenya on Friday, July 27. We are 7 hours ahead of all the good people who live in EST zone. We found the rest of our team: Debra and Simone are from AZ, Robbie, Diana and Curt are from CA, and Ken is from CO. Ken will be leaving today (Saturday), but the rest of us will start teaching/observing/serving on Monday. I have been told that some of us will be attending a Southern Baptist church on Sunday and I have been asked to share God’s word. Please pray. Without the help of the Holy Spirit, many things get lost either in translation or because of cultural differences. It is one of our biggest challenges.
We will spend today getting acclimated, resting, getting to know one another and making a quick run to Kenya’s version of Wal-Mart. John and Warren say hello. Thank you for all the prayers. I will send updates as often as I can.