Once again sorry for the delayed blog. This past week we have been in Illmamen (with no internet service). We made mud bricks with the Maasai women for a children's literacy center. Let me start by saying making bricks is HARD! I have all the respect in the world for these hard working ladies. We would walk to the mud pit around nine every morning and would not stop until four in the evening. The Lord worked in so many ways, but the most miraculous was the weather. We were a bit nervous about being in hot sun all day. When we pulled in on Monday, the sun was extremely bright and was painful on our sensitive skin. When we woke up on Tuesday ready for work we realized it was cloudy and there was a nice breeze. It was truly a God send. The weather literally stayed perfect until we headed out today. Even the locals were talking about how nice and how rare it was this time of year to have a breeze and shade in that part of Kenya. As soon as we arrived at the mud pit we were put straight to work. Karen and I learned how to carry 20 liters of water on our heads. After one trip to the watering hole we were tired. Then we had the task of stomping on the mud to mix and create the prime soil for the bricks. It might sound simple, but once you sink into mud knee high it's rather hard to pull your leg out again. That was definitely a challenge to do it for hours at a time.
The others created a chain and each member had a specific job to carryout in order to keep things flowing. Some of the jobs were cleaning the brick mold, sanding it, passing it down the line, laying the brick out to dry, and going to fetch things such as water and sand. It was hard labor. The women worked so hard and NEVER complained. I was overwhelmed by the hospitality that they showed us. They even helped clean our feet after having mud caked on at the end of the day. Although we didn?t speak their language we had an awesome time interacting and experiencing some of the culture first hand. At the end of the day we walked back to the Preacher's compound where we are camping. That is an experience in itself. It was my first time to take a shower out of a bucket. I can't complain because it got the job done, but by the end of the week I really missed the shower. Camping in the tent was also an adventure. I stayed awake long hours into the night just listening to goat, and chicken noises. By the end of the week we mastered the camping idea and can fall asleep with seconds of laying down. We made friends with the animals and Karen found her new talent. She can speak goat. She has five or so loyal friends that follow her around now after hearing her beautiful calling. Also, we have heard that if you get up at five in the morning you can see Mount Kilimanjaro in the sun rise. So, today we dragged ourselves out of our tent to go see it only to find that he didn?t show. We had the opportunity to see a cloud filled sky. But all together this has been an amazing week. I have honestly had the time of my life and thank God for every second of it. Thank you again for all of your prayers. We will try our best to keep you all updated in the upcoming week. Until then, God Bless!