Journey of Controlled Chaos

My deepest
apologies to all of those to whom I told that I would update regularly while I
am in Kenya. My Laptop has crashed so that I have even
less time and convenience to update. All
of that aside, allow me to bring you up to speed of the last two weeks of my
life. They started with my best friend
and his wife helping me with a late night frenzy of packing for my move to Georgia, and my trip to Kenya. I then left Thursday morning, but was so
exhausted that I would have to stop every hour or so just to keep from falling
asleep at the wheel. Basically, I was
able to turn a nine hour drive into a brutal thirteen hour journey. I arrived late Thursday night at my apartment
in Georgia,
in time to go straight to bed. The next
morning I moved into my apartment and tried to settle in. Then Saturday I packed and repacked my things
for Kenya as I was carrying
over a ton of Christmas presents for our orphanage, and supplies for the team
that is already in Kenya.

Sunday night we arrived in Kenya with no
complications. Then all of the fun
really started happening Monday when I checked out one of our vans to discover
that the transmission was shot. So, I
went to many shops trying to do some ground work to find out whether or not
they rebuild them or replace them. I
should also mention that it is an automatic transmission which is as rare as
they get here in Kenya. After one wild goose chase after another I
finally was able to get one Friday and put it in Saturday and hope to test
drive it later today. It was one of the
most challenging things I have ever done as I took it out by myself with two
small bottle jacks and I put it back in by placing blocks under it until I got
it high enough to match up with the engine.
I also only had a small number of wrenches and sockets so I really had
to think through it. I must praise the
Lord because he was watching over me and protecting me because no part of what
I was doing was safe and the transmission probably weighs close to 150
pounds. The only injury I suffered was a
possible broken big toe, which I suffered after dropping the torque converter
(forty pound chunk of steel) on my big toe.
I have never seen such beautiful shades of purple and blue mixing into
one another.

Please be praying for my time here
as I fly out Wednesday night. The next
few days we will be slammed trying to tie up loose ends and just really trying
to seek the Lord’s vision for this place.
Also be praying for endurance as I arrive in Georgia,
on Thursday night only to hop back on a plane to Ohio, Friday. Then I am in Ohio,
for four days and then back down to Georgia, until Christmas.