On Safari

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Eight thousand miles from home is a very long ways to travel. The first time I landed in Nairobi, Kenya, I wasn’t sure what to expect. Honestly, I had always said I probably wouldn’t ever make it that far, but here I was.

It was quite a whirlwind of a trip, as we visited several orphanages in a matter of days, drove the 3hrs up to Nanyuki, stayed a few days and drove the 3 hrs back to catch our flight back home. Our “guide,” if you will, was a great friend who has practically lived in Africa off and on for years, as he’s a field director for an international organization that helps orphans and orphanages. So, we were able to travel around more like locals rather than tourists, which was really nice. (Btw, Nanyuki has the best little coffee shop with delicious coffee! They have a sign that says I❤️NY, and I thought at first it said I love New York. Haha!)

The trip was both grueling at times and glorious, and I wouldn’t change it one bit, except maybe the terrifying fear I had to endure on the highways. The driving there in Nairobi and across the highways into the mountains is terrible! I told friends when we returned that it’s basically like driving in Atlanta, removing all the rules, and playing survival of the fittest! 😳🤦‍♀️😂 I was really glad we survived. Haha!

The children we met in the various homes were the sweetest, and they had the most beautiful smiles. It struck me how happy they were, and they had so little. In America, our kids often run the risk of being spoiled and entitled, and they have such an abundance. These kids had so little; yet, they sang songs, were overly grateful, and wore the biggest smiles you’ve ever seen, as if you just gave them a million bucks simply because you gave them a hug.

It truly touched my heart deeply, and I think of them so often…

The wildlife there is incredibly beautiful as well. Although, I titled this blog as such, we didn’t go on an actual safari; however, we got right in the middle of all the wildlife we could! When we went to the hill country, we stayed at a place called Sweetwater, and it’s on the Ol Pejeta Conservancy.

The day we arrived, we had driven those three hours across the highways in the most chaotic traffic, and it had come a monsoon. Not actually, but it surely felt like a monsoon as much rain that poured out of the sky. (And they said that was a light ran!) We had to stop at the gate because the guards weren’t wanting to let us go through, or something like that; we left all that up to our friend who was driving us. While we waited, we felt bedraggled and tired, and finally after about 30mins, he came out of the guard post, and we were on our way.

We had to drive through the wildlife preserve to get to Sweetwater. So, we had looked forward to seeing some wildlife, but the rains were threatening to see non of that. Yet, as soon as we began on our way again, the rains stopped, and the sun peeked out from behind the clouds, and just around the corner, a herd of elephants came walking right in front of us! Yeah, there’s no fences or cages here!

We saw several other animals along the journey, and I was just in awe that they could be that close. We definitely stayed in our vehicle! Then, when we arrived at the “hotel,” what the host told us was so strikingly funny to me that I thought for sure he was joking because we were Americans.

He was giving us instructions for our stay, and he said, “Be sure upon entering and leaving the tents, you always zip them up to keep the baboons from stealing your luggage!” I laughed quietly to myself thinking this must be something he says to all foreigners to watch for their reactions; so, I keep my composure and simply nodded in agreement with him.

Shortly thereafter, we were walking up the steps to our tent, and back behind the tents I hear these “monkey sounds” and watch in utter surprise as a groundskeeper is literally chasing off baboons!! You can rest assured, I double checked those zippers every time I entered and exited! Haha!

Our stay at Sweetwater was absolutely amazing. There was a watering hole right out front of our tents, and wildlife would walk right up to it. We saw lots of buffalo, rhinos, zebras, and more.

Before we left Africa, we also drove through Nairobi National Park, and we were able to see all kinds of wildlife there as well. I was always wanting to see a lion up close, and we did get to see a lioness resting in the heat of the day, but she was a bit far away for me to get a good picture.

We are getting ready to head back in a few months, and this time, we get to take Christmas to the kids at one of the orphanages. I am so excited! We won’t be traveling to the Nanyuki area this trip, and I will miss seeing the beautiful scenery and animals of the Ol Pejeta Conservancy, but I have my pictures and memories to hold onto till the next time. Seeing the kids get Christmas presents will certainly be worth it.

(I have sweet pics of the kiddos also, but I’m not so sure I need to post those here publicly; I’ll just keep those for my memories for now.)

Last time, some of the girls made me a bracelet to take home, and I still wear it to this day. I’ve never taken it off, and it serves as a reminder for me to pray for these sweet souls in a land so far away from my own…

A few more pics from our trip…

It was like he was playing hide and seek.
His sticking his tongue out at me cracked me up!
This guy stopped eating and just stood looking at us for a while.
These guys cracked me up because our vehicle wasn’t exactly quiet, and they never budged. We thought maybe they were dead at first. And then finally, the big guy raised his head just a smidgen. Lol.
A trip we will never forget.

Know When to Speak

Dealing with trauma can be excruciating. And just as a wounded animal wants to lash out and wound anyone who would try to help, we as humans will also have a tendency to lash out and bring harm when we are hurting.

We will rear back and punch an honest bystander simply because she leans in to take a second look. We will react with violent anger because he offers a gentle hand. We will claw and bite when they surround and hover, only hoping to give a comforting word or a compassionate nod.

The pain we feel can be so deep and seem so lasting that it actually feels unfair to see a world who is unaffected by it.

The agony can be so debilitating that we feel justified in our knee-jerk reactions and spiteful words because after all, they can’t possibly understand all that we’ve endured.

But what does wounding another accomplish? It doesn’t remove the gash. It certainly never heals the scar. It only leaves those in our wake with their own needed recovery.

And the enemy of our soul celebrates the victory of our further demise. The demons that watched our first injury shout with glee as they observe our continual upheaval and destruction of another.

This is his goal. This is his ultimate objective.

Bring annihilation to all, not just one.

And bring it through the hands of the tortured who should rather be seeking to pour the healing balm.

So, recognize his tactics.

Become keenly aware of his ploys.

And vehemently reject his satisfaction.

Through the bleeding, learn to praise the One who gave you breath.

Through the brokenness, seek to pour the oil of mending on those who are the weakest.

Through the injustice, desire to be the wounded healer embracing instead of victimizing.

Work through the muck and mire to find His calm.

Extend your heart with all it’s shattered dreams to find His love.

And as you do, stretch yourself to find someone deeper in the pit than you have fallen and struggle to lift them up and pull them out.

When you do, you’ll find yourself conquering the enemy with your peace.

Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our tribulation, that we may be able to comfort those who are in any trouble, with the comfort with which we ourselves are comforted by God. For as the sufferings of Christ abound in us, so our consolation also abounds through Christ. Now if we are afflicted, it is for your consolation and salvation, which is effective for enduring the same sufferings which we also suffer. Or if we are comforted, it is for your consolation and salvation.

2 Corinthians 1:3-6