She is so treasured and essential that God couldn’t pull His pen through even
one chapter of His epic tale without her flowing from His heart and onto the page.
Before misogynists demeaned her and governments oppressed her.
Before religion veiled her and preachers silenced her.
Before covergirls shamed her and employers underpaid her.
Before fathers neglected her and husbands abandoned her.
Before the world fell and forgot her worth – she was Woman.
Prized. Honored. Essential. Loved. A queen.
At Compassion she still is.
Shaun Groves shares from his experience with some amazing women connected with our program in Kenya. Read his full story “What We’re Called Really Sticks: How Our Words Can Change a Life” over at our friend, Ann Voskamp’s Blog.
Shaun, Jamie Ivey, Sophie Hudson and Bri McKoy have been on a journey this past week to learn, embrace and share the stories of the communities in Kenya in which our local church partners minister. From the beautiful Rift Valley to the Mathare slum in Nairobi, they were welcomed with song and dance as friends, as family … the Church.
And here are some of their stories. We hope you are as moved by them as we were.
JAMIE AND DEACON IVEY
Hope in the Midst of Injustice
Today my son, Deacon, and I sat in the house of a woman who has hope for her two girls who are a part of the Child Sponsorship Program. We had to first walk through the slum area called Mathare, which is the second-largest slum area in the city of Nairobi and has more than 600,000 people living there, to get to her home.
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Family Is More Than Blood
This church on the other side of the world welcomed us into their fold, they treated us as one of their own, and for two hours we saw a small glimpse into what forever will entail. We may look different, but we all sing to the same God. We may talk differently, but we’re all singing the same praises.
There’s something special about people bringing you into their space and not holding back. In fact there’s something amazing about people making you feel as though you belong with them. That you aren’t indeed an outsider invading their space, but yet that you belong there too.
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This was the day Jamie and Deacon were officially welcomed into Brayan’s family, the little boy they sponsor!
A day I’ll never forget. My son, Deacon, and I had the opportunity to meet the child we sponsor with @compassion today. Brayan was super shy at first, but warmed up to us both! … What an honor to see a glimpse into his world and to know that through the work of God great things are ahead for this cutie pie! 📷: @mikevarel 👀: read more about this story on my blog. Link in profile! #compassionbloggers
Will You Sponsor a Child With Me?
Jamie shared on her podcast, “The Happy Hour With Jamie Ivey,” before she left that there were eight children in need of sponsors at the child development center at Najile Church where she would be visiting. Within hours, eight loving people stepped up to sponsor them! Jamie got to meet all eight children and say….
I was able to meet every single one of those eight kids and tell them that they now have a sponsor. I stooped down on their level, looked in their eyes, and told them that someone on the other side of the world cares about them. For some of them, I handed them a photo of their sponsors and showed them the actual person that has declared they are interested in their life.
It was one of the most memorable things I’ve ever done. I truly felt as though I was there as a representative for these families. I hugged them each and told them that someone cares for them. That someone is committed to praying for them.
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Click through the Instagram images below to meet Tirike, one of the kiddos whom Jamie met and now has a sponsor!
Thank to the Grupe family for sponsoring Tirike! Flip through these pics of our afternoon at his house. The first pic is of Tirike holding a picture of the Grupe family. They listen to @jamieivey’s podcast and became sponsors when she asked her listeners to. Tirike is 6 and very shy. Also, he has the worst chores ever. Seriously. I had to do them with him today. First of all, he has to “sweep” the goat 💩into a pile using the lid of a bucket. Then, he puts the goat 💩into a big blue container… by hand (Yep, I did this too. For the children, ya’ll). Lastly, he carries the dish full of goat 💩to the manure pile. His family sells the manure to farmers. All if a sudden, cleaning out the cat’s litter box doesn’t seem so bad, huh? Tirike’s mother built their house from sticks and 💩. (Maasai women always build the home.) The last pic is Tirike’s family (dad was away). His mother, Grace, said that she wants all her children to be prosperous. When I asked what that means she said “to finish their education, have work, and change their community and then the nation.” @Compassion, the Grupe Family, and Tirike’s church/center will work together to make Tirike that kind of prosperous. To sponsor a child, click the link in my profile. #compassionbloggers
My Son’s Thoughts on Compassion
I loved listening to Deacon recount things from the week. My prayer is that this week will forever be implanted on his heart, and that his desire to serve the least of these will only increase as he grows older.
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Seven years ago, I sloshed my way through the muddy serpentine paths of the Mathare slum to meet Eliud.
Eliud was a dapper Kenyan teenager then. He was wearing his school uniform, a seafoam green tie and gray sweater. His home was cobbled together from wood and rusting corrugated metal, and smaller than the average American bathroom.
But he smiled large and often. Because he believed God had been good to him. Does he still believe? Still smile? Still live in that rusted box?
I’ve flown 8,680 miles to find out.
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This Is Not Ordinary
Do you want to know what’s ordinary in Kenya?
Forty-four percent of the population lives on less than $2 a day. Those living in this extreme poverty are sick without health care, hungry without proper nutrition, hard-working but without jobs, willing to learn but without access to education, frightened and despairing without knowing that God sees them and loves them.
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Yet, God Sees Me
I ask Boniface if he’d like to say anything to Corazon. I tell him I can record a message for him if he’d like. “I can’t promise I’ll be able to get your message to your sponsor, but I’ll try. I want Corazon to hear your voice and see your smile.”
[ Read Boniface’s full story from Shaun at Yet, God Sees Me ]
Take Me to Church
Get a glimpse of how God’s church is a shining beacon even in the darkest of living conditions in the Mathare slum.
It was hard for me to get my mind around the stark contrast between the hope and peace behind the gate where the church sat from the evil and stench that was just feet away.
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An Open Letter to the Maasai People of Najile Church
You reminded me that Jesus is in the business of inviting. He pulls us close, no matter how far off the map we may feel, He leans in and assurances us, “Welcome. You are welcome here.”
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Go Get the Neighbors
Pastor Paul simply tells the church, “Hey church, go into the community, to those who are in need. Bring them here. We can help.”
Go get the neighbors.
That seems … undeniably simple. It seems instinctually like the mark of Jesus.
As Bri says in this post, “Sometimes hope comes in the form of a conga line formed by mamas and babies.” Check out the video in Shaun’s Instagram post below to see the families of K.A.G. Githunguchu Church in the Rift Valley dancing their hearts out!
Flip to see video of a Kenyan conga line. And me “dancing”. Mothers with babies tied to their backs danced and sang us from our van to the church. Once we reached the church we sang some more. These beautiful women and their babies gather for worship once a month at this @compassion partner church. They learn how to parent (wish I had a Compassion center), eat and sing together, learn job skills, and just really enjoy each other — real friendships here. And lots to sing about. Every mom/baby also gets a three-hour visit every week from Compassion staff, supplemental food, pre- and postnatal care for mom, checkups and vaccinations for baby, literacy training … the list goes on and on. Lots to sing about. To sponsor a child, just click the link in my profile. #compassionbloggers
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Becoming a “How Are You?” People
After awhile I lean toward Eliud, the man who grew up in the Mathare slum. I look at him beaming bright with his boy right next to him. And I hope for Smith, the child I just sponsored who is right now this very minute in the slum, I hope that he can grow up and be like Eliud. With a good job. A family. Out of the slum.
I ask like I’m digging, “What was it your sponsor told you in the letters he wrote that you needed to hear?”
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SOPHIE AND ALEX HUDSON
The Darkness Has Not Overcome It
It’s so tempting to see poverty up close and just settle for being overwhelmed. It’s easy to think the problem’s too big, or the problem’s not actually the problem, or the problem needs to be handled by somebody else.
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When the Rocky Road Is More Than Worth It
In a political climate where we hear so much about who gets in and who needs to leave and where we draw the line and where we build walls, it’s easy to lose sight of such a simple truth: We belong to each other. We were an ocean away from our physical address, but we were at home.
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This Right Here Is a Real-live Giddy Up
Sophie and Alex met Ruth and her son, 8-month-old Joseph. When Joseph turns 1, these two families will be united because the Hudsons are going to sponsor him!
And she showed us – through her kindness, her gentleness, and her commitment to caring for her people – how deeply she loves her family. How much she hopes and dreams for her son.
We’ve had some great Josephs in our family. For starters there was my Uncle Joe (who was married to my Aunt Choxie). Then his namesake — Alex’s cousin Joseph — came along, and we think he’s pretty much the best. Today, in rural Nairobi, we met another Joseph (a NUGGET, he is) and we think he’s going to be pretty special to our family, too. You can read the story on my blog … and the link is in my profile. #compassionbloggers 📷: @mikevarel (Also, it’s 2:07 a.m. in Kenya, and I just finished my post, so clearly I am really killing it in the “efficient writing” department.) (Sleep will be glorious.)
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The Nature, The Wildlife and The Image Bearers of God
We bear the image of God. And He deserves all the glory. I can’t think of anything that would honor Him more and honor His people more than taking care of each other. We have the privilege of being able to step up and speak up and fight for children who don’t have a say in their circumstances, children who are so precious in His sight.
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Will you step up and fight for these children in Kenya? Will sponsor one of them today?