Saturday, May 30, 2009
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Monday, May 25, 2009
Friday, May 15, 2009
Exhaustion tends to sneak-up on me. And yet, as I look back on being in Kenyan the past 6 months I shouldn't be surprised. The number are something like this: 62 nights on call, 12 maternal deaths (one my last time on-call), over 250 c-sections, and too many babies who don't live from prematurity, prolonged labor, anomalies, and delayed presentation to the hospital. Malin and I spent a lot of the past three weeks talking about how to balance the overwhelming needs of the hospital and our family's needs.
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
At the beginning of March Sara and I began learning the language most commonly spoken throughout Kenya; Kiswahilli. We are taking 5 hours of language training per week with our (Malimu) Jacken. We have both individual lessons and couple lessons where we attempt to converse with each other as if we were at the market, church, or talking about our day. We have been told by other missionaries that language training of any moment on the mission field was the most difficult.
Learning Kiswahilli as a couple presents its own unique dynamics. If you have ever been in a class with your spouse you know what I am talking about. Sara and I learn at different paces (Sara a little quicker), memorize differently (Malin learns the more obscure words), and pronounce words differently (Kenyans have said Sara speaks Swahilli as if she is Kenyan). It really gets interesting when Sara corrects me, or I correct her. Let’s just say as we learn Swahilli we also learn conflict resolution, compromise, and communication.
Sara can say, “We we ni ngonjuwa wapi?” Where are you sick?
“Saidia mim!” Help me!
“Kupongezi- Mschinana” Congratulations, It’s a girl.
“Nina Mimba?” Are you pregant?
Malin can say, “Fungua Mdomo.” Open your mouth.
“Kudunga Sindano.” Giving you a shot.
“Meno Maridadi.” Beautiful Teeth.
“toa ulimi.” Stick out your tongue.
We wish we were learning faster as our lessons will be completed at the end of this month. Patients so appreciate the limited swahilli we speak and now it is enough for Sara to manage on the Wards and myself in the dental clinic without tying up a nurse to help with translation.
We have learned a favorite Kenyan proverb that seems appropriate to our language training the phrase, “Haraca, Haraca, Heina Baraca.” It translates, hurry, hurry their are no blessings.
We will be patient and know that “Mungo Anakupenda Sisi.” (God loves us)
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Monday, May 11, 2009
Saturday, May 9, 2009
Friday, May 8, 2009
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Some may see our blog but not receive our Newsletter. Here is May 2009....
We are called to preach a message where we live, where we work, where we study, where we play, and where we worship. The message we desperately all need to hear; despite our sin, God still loves us and desires to bring us closer to him.
It struck me today that our concerns in Kenya are no different than that of the Christian Community throughout the world. Sure we have buffalo attacks, Massai mothers who labor for days at home, and we drive 180 miles to get groceries. But we have friends, patients, missionaries in our midst that are hurting. You know who these people are or you may be in need right now. They are the recently unemployed, the parents with wayward children, the elderly who are physically hurting, the single parents who are emotionally exhausted, the professional who has it all together but is spiritually empty, or the outgoing friend who is inwardly lonely.
Let us all reach out ... Love Malin, Sara, Amelia, Meredith
Monday, May 4, 2009
Saturday, May 2, 2009
Nana & Papa left with many tears this morning. Meredith repeated, " I wanna go to Nana's House." We were blessed and encouraged by their visit.