What an incredible week! Seven days of teaching, visiting huts, preaching in a Muslim school, visiting another High School, touring a tailoring school (56 students with 6 sewing machines in a broom closet), and inspecting a fish farm (6 hand-dug ponds full of tilapia fish). And this weekend, a reunion of former CREATE students from around the country.

One touching story: Tom, a graduate, told us how he was offered further education but decided to decline it, in order to work to put his younger brother through school. Family sacrifice is common here.

And yes, there was the visit to the totally dark hut near Mumias. I eased my way past the debris on the mud floor, and promptly ended up standing in something soft, mushy, and uncomfortable. When I told my Kenyan guide later, he uttered the famous line: (are you ready?)……”Don’t worry, you were just standing in urine”.

Thanks for your ongoing interest. God bless.

Ken & Marge MacGowan

The drums throbbed in the distance. Phoebe was dead. Mother of 3 young children. Teacher pursuing further education. But her life had ended.

Her repeated headaches were being treated by malaria medicine. In fact, high blood pressure led to her death. And so the drums were beating.

Her husband had thrown her out of the house a few days before her death. He draped dried corn stalks on the fence, giving a social and spiritual signal of rejection.

And the stress had killed her.

Visiting the family, we realized again why we are here. The drums continued. Occasionally they changed to church percussion and hymns……then back to traditional drums.

Thanks for helping us help people like these. God bless.

Ken & Marge MacGowan