March 6th

Last night was not a good night for sleep. It was
miserably hot and even with a fan I just couldn’t
get comfortable enough to go to sleep until
somewhere around 1:30. I finally made it to sleep
only to be woken up at a little after 2:30 by a
thunderous rainstorm. It’s not supposed to be
raining, it’s dry season, but I guess the weather
wasn’t quite aware of that fact. It helped cool off
the air considerably but it was raining so hard and
was so loud that I couldn’t sleep anyway, it took
me almost another hour to get to sleep. We went
to Katherie church this morning. It was the first
service for the churches new pastor that I attended.
I believe he began last week but we were at the
mother church and so we missed his first
appearance there as pastor. It wasn’t terribly
different than any other service I’ve been to,
though his sermon wasn’t so much a lecture on a
topic using a selected passage as a repeated
re-iteration of lines from the text over and over.
(I couldn’t think of more ways to coherently
include any other references to the repetitive
nature of the sermon in that last sentence, but be
assured, I tried). Anyway, it wasn’t the most
enlightening of sermons, though the intention was
there and that made it somewhat better for all its’
incidental shallowness. I have to say, I would give
quite a bit for a nice calm quiet reserved traditional
worship service, I’m about sick of all of the (what I
feel anyway) excessive noise. After church I walked
over to Kamakwie 2, then back to Kamakwie 1
where I had to stop in the market to pick up some
fabric for Karen that was “African” which meant it
needed to have images that evoked African settings.
I managed to find two types of fabric. I did go out
for a walk this afternoon after it had gotten to be
late afternoon and the sun was on its’ way down.
I was going to go map out the abandoned
president’s house (which is now used as the Muslim
junior secondary school). I think I’ve told you about
it in the past, but it was going to be the pre-civil war
president’s retreat, but it never got finished due to
the war. It would look spectacular if it were finished
I think and I wanted to draw it (to measurement)
cause I think it would be fun. However, as I
approached the school I saw some kids were
congregating for an evening class so I scrapped that
idea and decided to just continue walking, I’ll have
to go back next Saturday probably, it will be my only
available time. Anyway, that’s about all for my
Sunday.

“Every day is that special day you’ve been waiting
for. Seize it!”
Blessings from Kamakwie,
Ryan Brooks