Now, we've been to Kenya

Don't get me wrong, we have driven around quite a bit. We've seen more of Nairobi than we care to. We've been to several different parks within a 4 hour drive (closer than you'd think...it takes a while). We've seen the astounding number of people who walk along any given road, seemingly in the middle of nowhere, because that is how one gets from place to place. We've commented on the proliferation of 'hotels' that look like a series of dark and dilapidated telephone booths by the side of the road. We've driven through teeming rural markets, where matatus, donkeys with their carts, goats, children, and bicycles all present hazards.

But now, we've been to the interior. We went scouting for a friend who runs a prison/family ministry in the States, to the Kisii highlands. They've been asking, and asking, for her to come. Since we are here, well, we went to meet and greet and get some American-style details. We met with 10 pastors, and went to see their "church under the trees" in a remote village. The kids in this photo are the orphans - parents are in prison or have died in prison. We met many joys and frustrations on this short trip, but I can't get over these faces looking at me as I take the picture, and Andrew standing next to me; wary, curious, playful, sad.