It seems that friends who ask questions about my time in Kenya are most interested in my daily life. I feel odd trying to explain what is truly a common place existence in perhaps, not so common place circumstances. So I thought it would be easiest to begin with the house I call home at this time.
I imagine it helps that I have moved seven times in the last seventeen years. That is not as often as many of my friends but it is often enough to help me to have learned to look for the good in all living circumstances. It is important for me to look for the good here because the good is often difficult to see.
First off, we live behind pad locked bars and nine foot walls topped with electrical wiring. It’s a sad fact of life here. We have on premise security 24/7/365. Life in these parts includes the security company’s phone number programmed into your cell phone, panic buttons, and packed emergency kits with cash and clothes ready to go when you have to leave in a moment’s notice.
Next there are the amusing oddities in the construction of our home. I choose to find them amusing rather than overly frustrating in part because of one of the local real estate marketing phrases that I have become aware of: “American style housing“. Oh my. I’ve never seen anything quite like this in America.
Can you figure this out? Neither can I. It’s one of the two en suite ‘full’ baths where you can sit on the toilet and take a shower at the same time. The sink is also near by if you need to lean over and brush your teeth. (Relax, we don’t use these showers. Too much wasted toilet paper.)
Yes, that is a fireplace. It’s right in the center of our family room where it should be. We keep a storage container in it filled with videos and remote controls. Apparantly there is some science involved in building a fireplace. It involves draft and air flow and stuff like that. The science has not reached the builders who constructed this. If you build a fire in it, the house fills immediately with smoke. We just don’t use ours. Once a bird fell out of it. Yep, the chimney is a straight shot to the sky. After chasing that bird out, we found feathers for days.
After all that, CHECK THIS OUT!
Yes, that’s right. A front gate to our little corner of heaven COVERED in fleur de lis. I still can’t quite believe it. After falling in love with New Orleans, nothing says home to my heart like a fleur de lis. I suppose God was sending a chuckle my way. It worked. Laissez les bons temps rouler, baby.
I have never been so appreciative of a place to call home before. I have never felt so confident in God’s provision. I have never slept as securely knowing that I am a beloved child of God.
Now that you know where we are, come on over for a visit.
God’s people will be free from worries, and their homes peaceful and safe. – Psalms 32:18