Out of Egypt

I was following the flight tracker during the flight today when I suddenly saw "Cairo" on the map. I looked out the window and realized I was looking at Egypt. My stomach did a little flip and I thought -"wow -I am really far from home"

Then I realized it was the Egypt of the Exodus and then I saw the Red Sea. Wow again. Most of what I saw just looked like sand -flat, hard sand that nobody ever walks on. It was desolate and lonely and I was glad to be heading somewhere greener.

And here I am -in Kenya, which may or may not be greener, I got here in the dark.

Here is how I saw God's hand today:

• in the variety of people he has made -people from all over the world at the airport in Amsterdam


• in the barren terrain of Egypt, flying 35,000 feet above


• in the 'vanmates" with whom I shared the trip to the mission guest house -a missionary from Seattle who let me use his cell phone to leave Jeff a message; a pastor from Texas who lives here now and helped me wtih my bags and gave me the lowdown on staying here; and George the driver who was gracious and kind and knows Wally Coots (a pastor friend from Michigan)

I am a little lonely and less than relaxed about my "room" -it feels a little more like a mission trip today. I don't know if the mosquito net above my bed is necessary but I am not taking any chances! Tomorrow there will be many people to meet and finding my "home" for the next 6 nights.

Good night,

Kris