Once again I will attempt to get an email out on this computer. It jumps from one line to the other and there is a missing letter between w and y. It has been an interesting morning. No class today because it's market day. The rooster and I both awoke at 5AM; one of these mornings I'm going to get up at 4AM and wake him! I went to bed early so it was OK. I had a great study and wanted to send a lesson but not enough computer time. The lesson was on understanding that each of us has an ultimate purpose that is worth accomplishing. For me I know I am not here because it was something I dreamed up, but that God wanted. God's purpose must be understood, accepted in all of us in order to be fulfilled. It is all relative to that grace that is in Christ for us. Hebrews 4:16 Let us therefore come boldly unto the throne of grace, that we may obtain mercy, and find grace to help in time of need.
I am enjoying the meals. It's traditional for which is plain but tasty; rice, ugali, greens, kuku, a little beef or goat meat, potatoes, flat bread, and spaghetti and souses. What a menu! In the morning we have bananas, boiled eggs and tea. I am careful not to drink the water. I remember years ago getting deathly ill from drinking the water on Indian reservations. I vowed never to do that again! I don't know the name of the street where Joseph and I live but I told him it should be called Dirt Street. The problem is that all the streets are dirt, so maybe our street could be called Joseph Dirt Street (see what you do for entertainment around here)? It reminds me of the times when I worked with Indian tribes. It seems the main difference is that the Sandburu people don't have a chip on their shoulder or have a sense of entitlement. They enjoy their lives and are grateful for relationships.