What’s in a game?

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One of the essentials, when camping with us, is a deck of cards. Kerry and I love playing games, all sorts of games…whilst we are happy to play just the two of us, I do get quite excited when there are other willing participants…for many reasons, I have come to realise. The mere fact that there are a gazillion apps available these days for every tablet and phone, indicates that many of us ‘adults’ experience some sort of feeling when we play. Ever investigated what motivates you to play and reflected on what you “get out of it”? It’s an experiment worth perusing, and can be confrontingly revealing (certainly was for me). Even examining why you DON’T like playing games, for those who avoid them, is worth uncovering.

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We often play backgammon, and have experimented with playing lovingly, ethically- it doesn’t always pan out that way mind you, as sometimes we realise we don’t WANT to play lovingly…interesting huh. By this I mean, a majority of games are about attack and defense- strategy to be victorious. So rather than playing an attacking, defensive game, we attempt to just play the game, roll by roll, without targeting the other person in our attempt to move all pieces to home. When I say it doesn’t always work, move by move, roll by roll, sometimes the desire to attack and get ahead by disadvantaging the other player is overwhelming (mmm…that concept seems somewhat familiar in days gone by). The law of attraction plays out, and all these emotions come to the fore: being powerful, superior, successful, vengeful, better than, self gratification, good enough, approved of, clever, out of control, disadvantaged, limited, restricted, attacked, unfair, rebellious, spiteful, unworthy, stupid, inferior…the list goes on. Even playing ethically, you find yourself unable to continue because your stuck off the board and haven’t thrown the correct number that allows you back on, meanwhile the other player keeps rolling doubles and moving, moving closer to the desired goal. Metaphor after metaphor. Insight after insight. If your self reflective, and humble during this, you can discover so much about yourself, that you didn’t even realise was possible. Just by playing a game.

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Over the holiday period, I had the opportunity to rifle through the games draw at my parents, and pull out a few old favourites. Mmm a few mixed emotions there, clearly I still don’t like being told what to do, as “Simon Says” went back in the draw. My sister, keenly awaited to see the ‘goodies’ I would bring to the table: junior pictionary; balderdash; cards for ‘frustration’, Panic and one of my all time favorites, Dr. Snuggles Bingo. I loved this cartoon as a kid. I recently discovered it was the first non-violent animation TV series for Children produced in the UK. The optimistic inventor Dr. Snuggles and his animal friends didn’t last long as unfortunately it only ran from 1979-1980.

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Now you might be thinking I’ve gone slightly bonkers, playing a simple game for 4 yr old, that requires you to take turns choosing a picture card from the deck, and matching it to one of the 9 picture possibilities on your players board. It’s simplicity was the appeal (and the cool art work from the cartoon). The key with this game is that if you pick up a card, and match it- you continue your turn until no more cards you select match your board. So effectively, based on their law of attraction, a player could reach BINGO, before anyone else gets to have a turn. Wowsers, did that little detail bring up a whole host of “that’s not fair, missing out, I don’t like this game anymore, cos I’m not getting what I want or expect” type feelings in all of us.

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Then we played Panic, which involves selecting a card of various categories, where by in a 30 sec time slot, you need to name 3 items. For example: name three things that begin with the letter “H”, or name three cold things, name three things that are associated with beach…you get the idea. Each round the number of items required to name increases by 1 up to a max of 10. This is a kids game. And it’s called panic for a reason! Talk about fear, logic, reason and memory not co-existing at the same time!!!! Hoolidooli- the things that came out of our mouths in response to these questions were hilarious, and bizarre to say the least. I think we all timed out at least once- completely frozen mentally and physically by fear, and then sitting in the pool of ‘stupid’, inadequate, and humiliation. Hearts racing, palms sweating, legs shaking…this kids game brought us to our knees, a few bowing out due to “this is too stressful, I’m getting a headache!”…mmm.

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Keen to expose more of the ‘unmasked me’, we carried on with Pictionary- hoping the drawing skills and right brain inclusion might even up the score. Nup! Do you know how hard it is to draw when under the pump of the time clock, and anticipation of the guessing partner??? Well- for a start your hands don’t work very well when stricken with fear; fear of failure, performance anxiety, and potential humiliation and ridicule, if I bomb out and come up with illegible, indecipherable squat! It sounded as though the local footy match was being played in the lounge room.

Next was Balderdash, a bluffing game. There are 5 categories to choose from. A word, A date, A movie title, A person etc. All of which do exist, are true and have occurred sometime in history. Each player is required to create or describe a meaning, plot, or what occurred on that date. Then all the responses are read aloud, including the true one, and everyone chooses the response they feel is the real answer. Many many laughs are to be had, with this game. I haven’t laughed that hard in a very long time. Mostly, at myself, when I got called on altering the descriptions as I read them aloud (thinking it would sound more plausible, and less obvious which ones were false) and realized how my “good intentions”, meant I totally disregarded each person and their choice to write what they wrote, and there by potentially altering the outcome ( what if no one chooses their description as ‘real’- because I did not think it sounded real) and I was manipulating the game to what I thought would be “better”. How arrogant is that!! It took kerry pointing it out to me, that I was being totally unloving, not honoring free will of every person playing, not allowing consequences, what ever they may be, for each person, attempting to manage the game, and ‘protect’ the other players chances of a good score ( based on my assessment of what would be good, or fair or even), all under the guise of ‘good intentions’. Wow! How often do I do this in real life?! It hit me like a brick- how did I not see this before!

So, What’s in a game? A LOT!!!! I know it sounds like it was grueling, but actually, it was so much fun! One of the softest ways I’ve found to trigger fear and inadequacy. Exposing all these feelings in me, whilst gobsmacking, was strangely enjoyable. It’s a hard one to describe- so if you wanna know, you’ll have to give it a go, and experience for yourself.
I am in awe of how our soul condition drives our intellect and behavior, especially noticeable when under pressure. A very simple game, can trigger a truck load of addictions, expectations, demands, needs, and emotions- both painful and immensely pleasurable. If we are open to it, through the desire to have fun, and experience joy and pleasure, a revelation can occur. Our version of ‘joy’ and what we are willing to do to feel that feeling, versus God’s version of Joy. I personally feel that games are a doorway to expose the multitude of core emotions we attempt to deny in our adult life everyday, even the pleasurable ones.

There’s a kid in all of us, I reckon- waiting to burst out and express how we are really feeling. And I have just now illustrated what many of us feel- that exuberant joy is reserved only for kids. Not so! I am reminded of a chat with some friends in the spirit world from the other day- they love playing games. And they play often- simply for the indescribable joy that results from playing games. There is no winner, no loser, no competition. So many wonderful games. We are excited for them to share these in the future. They wanted us to be reminded that by nature we are designed to experience and express, though many avenues, infinite amounts of joy. There are no limits to the magnitude of joy and pleasure our Father wishes us to feel- the lack of it, sits solely (souly…he he), with us.
So, just like the sheer joy and excitement, and shrill laughter pouring out of my two year old nephew Cody, as he jumps on the trampoline singing ‘bounce, bounce, bounce’, whilst beckoning with his waving hand for me to come and “bounce bounce” with him- there is an overwhelming joy available to all of us, along with loads of self discovery along the Way.

Up for a game anyone??????

No Time Like The Present

Happy NYR Kids!

Since a number of people have been asking we thought we’d let you know…

Great news- my restraint of trade for Wangaratta area has ceased! Yippee!

And Kerry and I have been generously offered a room to use whilst we are home in January 2014.
Therefore, if you, or someone you know, would like a Chiro, Auriculo or emotional bodywork session to kick off the new year and really start opening up to and exploring the CAUSE of issues in your life, we are happy to assist where we can.
Feel free to spread the word, and email paigewilloughby@yahoo.com.au
for further inquiries or to tee up a time!

In February we’ll be heading north to the Wondai QLD area for a month or so, and are willing to make ourselves available during that time also.

We wish you a year of biting off experiences or challenges that expand your heart and questions everything you think you know!

With love Paige & Kerry

Actioning Your Desires

We have been invited by another group, in Geelong to come and share our experiences as we have experimented with living God’s Way- basically what we have discovered so far, the ups and downs, and the evidence we have experienced of God’s awesome Laws acting in our lives- God definitely has a sense of humour! We have also been asked to share/ teach some bodywork techniques that may assist in emotional processing and soul growth.

So we have decided to book a venue for a day and offer the opportunity for others to join us.
The morning session will be a discussion format and the arvo session a hands on workshop.

WHEN: Monday January 13, 2014

TOPIC: Experimenting With The Way
TIME: 10- 12.30pm

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TOPIC: Bodywork Workshop
TIME: 1.30- 4pm
REGISTER INTEREST: Please send us an email so we can gather an idea of the number of participants, and tailor the workshop accordingly. pegznkezz@gmail.com

WHERE: Newcomb Library

Upstairs Meeting Room
Cnr Wilsons Road and Bellarine Hwy
Newcomb
(The entrance is on Wilsons Road)

NOTE: Kitchen facilities are available, so please feel free to bring vegetarian or vegan light lunch to share.
If you have a portable massage table, you are welcome to bring it along.
Please wear comfortable clothing, ideally that either exposes or can be easily rolled up to the thigh, and upper arm.
If you have preference for substances used on your skin, please bring your own oil or cream to suit.
We are available for private bodywork sessions on Tuesday 14th January. Please email to register interest, book an appointment
or offer a venue.

Victorian Sharing Events

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Kerry and I have been invited by a few groups of people in Victoria to share our experiences learning about Divine Truth. So we have decided to hold a few free information sessions whilst we are in the area that will discuss various aspects of discovering and developing a Relationship with God, God’s Laws and their evidence in our daily lives assisting us in our soul growth (when we actively engage them, and even when we don’t!), and the qualities of the Soul, that dictate EVERYTHING in our lives.
We are happy to share our personal experiences, both “good & bad”, the realities and self-realisations that continue to be revealed, as we engage the Great Experiment- growing in Love, more specifically the desire to grow in God’s Love, gradually changing the Way we love ourselves and others.

If you are interested, curious, intrigued or seeking change in your life, you are welcome to come along and join the discussion at any of the following locations.

General Discussion about experimenting with the Principles of Divine Truth.

Date: Monday 25th November, 2013

Location: “Alchera” 232 Gap Road, Ruffy Victoria

Time: 1.30-3.30pm
Hosted by: Jurgen and Roswitha

Discussion About True Health & Healing

Date: Sunday 1st December, 2013

Location: Community Living & Respite Centre
26a Percy Street, Echuca

Time: 1-3pm

Hosted by: Marg Fuller
marg@fullermoama.com

Discussion About You & Your Spirit Friends

Location: Yarrawonga, VIC
Date & Time: TBA

Register interest at kerrymfoley@yahoo.com.au

Discussion About True Health & Healing Your Own Pain

Location: Wangaratta VIC
Date & Time: TBA January 2014

Register interest at paigewilloughby@yahoo.com.au

3 Day Self- Reflection Opportunity

Location: Leo’s Hut, East Buffalo River Road, Abbeyard Region Victoria

Date: Jan 6-9 2014

LIMITED TO 6 PLACES!!

Potential experiences:
– Basic Camping: challenge comfort addictions
– Complete bush solitude, no one within cooee!
– discussions/ viewing Divine Truth material
– mediumship; assisting spirit friends
– learning basic bodywork to assist emotional healing
– self reflection & tips for emotional processing
– spending time with people who desire to grow in Love and develop a Relationship with God
– shared vegetarian meals

This event will not be structured, you will be responsible for yourself at all times. We are simply offering the opportunity for growth and self- reflection.

Register interest at kerrymfoley@yahoo.com.au

If you reside in another area and are keen to learn or discuss experimenting with Principles of Divine Truth in your life and community, we are open to the possibility of visiting your area and holding a free talk.
Email: kerrymfoley@yahoo.com.au

Kyabra talk

Hi!
We have lobbed at Kyabra Kentucky at the Lytton- Hitchins for some rest & relaxation. We are enjoying the company and the surroundings immensely. A beautiful place to spend some time to reflect and process with all that occurred in Kenya.
We are planning to do a Q & A in the ” orange room ” this Sunday from 1pm- 3pm.
Sorry for the late notice…..hopefully though you’ve seen it prior to this on the Kyabra blog.
Anyway we’d love to see you there if you so desire, and we can share some of our experiences in Kenya.

Meet Charles & Vincent

Pastor Charles and Pastor Vincent. These two young fellows are pretty excited by the events that have occurred in their lives over the past month or so. They are a little camera shy, but were willing to sit with us and share a little of themselves. Amid the traffic noise and maize grinder, we managed to capture a sample of their personality.

Webuye, Eldoret

We departed Kisii Country and headed directly north, through Kisumu to Webuye, which is about 1 hour east from the Ugandan border. We had originally hoped to spend about a week here, however we are running short on days now, and we needed to ensure we have adequate time to train Pastor Vincent and Pastor Charles in the finer details of caring and utilizing the equipment. It took us about 5 hours to travel 200km- the roads were less than appealing, and ‘under construction’ in many cases- great intentions, not much action.

We had a stop over in Kisumu (kis-oo-moo)- can’t say I’m that keen to visit there again, but maybe it was just my emotional state being reflected back at me! It was two and a half weeks before we were due to leave Kenya and we had A LOT of Kenyan country to travel between now and then. We were in a bit of turmoil- basically a bit paranoid about making the ‘wrong’ decision, as to who we leave the equipment with. We had just spent 4 awesome days with Vincent and Charles, but we still had not met with Pastor Wycliffe, maybe he was the one…after all maybe it was he that the then earthbound Kenyan Spirits, Suteh and Ki’amah, had been drawn to as he learnt about Divine Truth, who spoke to Jesus through Anto some weeks before we departed Australia.

Who do we choose? Michael? Although he seems keen personally to learn about developing a relationship with God, he’s really too far away from everything to be able to share regularly with a large group of people. Vincent and Charles? Two young, driven Pastors, passionate about learning about God, and feeling God in their hearts, whose group of members is growing daily and learning as they learn. Or Pastor Wycliffe, who is a well established Pastor and ‘Bishop’ of the western area Webuye, who has approximately 14 other Pastors who minister to the wider community, under the “One Way Ministry” church organization into Uganda and also Tanzania. In hindsight, even though the gear was originally prepared for Javan, we had doubts about his willingness to be transparent before we left Australia we probably should have visited each potential party at the beginning of the trip, and then made a decision based on the most humility and Sincere Desire demonstrated.

We had a limited time frame now, and we had promised we would visit Wycliffe. Tired, exhausted even, we jumped in the car and headed to Webuye. We had to stay overnight in Kisumu. Hoping to have a days rest and relax, before presenting and connecting with Wycliffe, Kerry booked us into Kisumu Beach Resort. Can I just say categorically, that internet photos are not an accurate representation of the present and can be extremely misleading. We arrived late and tired, and had no energy to navigate the dangerous roads further north- we HAD to stay. Seriously, this place read well, nestled on the edge of Lake Victoria. It may have been a thriving business at one time, now it is extremely run down. We entered the best room, in the place…the ceiling was moldy and caving in, with a great big hole- I was sure a rat or a monkey was to come sailing through and land on me during the night ( thank God for the mozzi net). The termites had made this place home, and the walls were so sticky that the rats were able to walk up the walls and leave evidence of their presence stuck there! The shower…mmm I took one look at it and decided, I was pretty clean and really didn’t smell that bad afterall. As for the bed, it was two beds pushed together with single sheets overlapping each other to cover the mattress- to be honest, I didn’t want to investigate much further- preferring to close my eyes and remain oblivious to what may have lay or lived beneath. Okay, so you guys might be laughing your heads off, at the moment- I certainly was not!
We then walked back through the camp, to reception, to reluctantly sign in, when we heard this blood curdling yelping and screaming! It immediately made you want to vomit. George, the host, took off like a shot (he was accompanying us, as apparently it was ‘not safe’ to walk around on your own, in case a hippo came out of the lake and attacks strangers….why are we staying??? Was my look of desperation and terror towards Kerry) we raced after him, not sure what we were about to witness, as we pushed through the scrub. To our horror, one of the camp dogs was being strangulated by a python 6m long as thick as my thigh. Men appeared from everywhere, yelling and started belting the python, trying to get it to release the dog. I don’t know which was worse- the dog screaming in pain, or the men killing the python. WHAT was going on here??? When the initial shock cleared and my brain registered what I was seeing before me, I couldn’t stand there and watch them kill this python, nor could I bare the sound of this dog’s strangulation screaming in my ears (I’ve never heard anything like it and I do not wish to again), it sent a wave of something through me that was eerie, and chilling, bilious- I wanted out! This place felt terrible- I felt terrible. Boy oh Boy- WHAT was God trying to teach me about love here???

I spent the next two hours bawling my eyes out- not even really sure what I was crying about, addictions not being met partly, probably- I was SO looking forward to a hot shower, maybe watch a movie on the laptop, blog a bit, get a decent sleep and some time for ourselves where we didn’t have to interpret conversation or do something to prepare for others. Well that wasn’t about to happen here. I laugh about it now, but at the time I was miserable. Poor Kerry, was trying to do something nice, thinking she had booked a place where we could just relax for the day- she was bawling, I was bawling. I remember looking about the room, terrified to move on this bed in case something ‘got’ me, ‘touched’ me, or crawled on me ( I was being triggered big time), through sobbing gulps of air, I said to Kerry, do you think this is God showing me what my real soul condition is?? Is this what my house in the spirit world looks like, and I’ve just been given a massive reality check?

The Mosquitos were the size of birds- okay a slight exaggeration, everything seems out of proportion, super sensitive and not overly rational, when you are in the middle of a overwhelm moment. What are we doing wrong?? Should we not be going to Webuye? Are the spirits just messing with us, hoping we will chuck in the towel? What is God showing us about our souls? So many questions.

I realised the next day the python and the dog was representing our relationship, and my relationship with God. Mmm…I had A LOT to reflect on.

We vacated early and arrived about midday- no Wotif accommodation options for Webuye (maybe that’s a good thing given the result of the last Internet search!!), as we drove into this small town, we came to a T intersection, looked at each other and said “left or right?” Let’s go left.

About 1 km down the road we spotted a place that looked okay- it had a secure parking area, that’s a start and individual little cottages. Hopes rising, as we drove in, maybe this will be like Rumuruti Villa- a gem in the middle of nowhere. We had plenty of time to find somewhere, but an afternoon nap was definitely in order. My immune system was doing its best to cope with the fever and congested chest I had procured for myself, so I was really hoping this was going to be okay- I needed some space to process.
We checked out a few rooms, chatted to the chef- mixed vegetable the only veggie option again, oh well we’ve managed this long what’s another 4 days eating the same thing. And settled in.

Pastor Wycliffe was enroute back from a missionary trip to Tanzania, so we planned to meet him the following morning, and discuss the program for the next 3 days.

Thinking he would be on african time, we had breakfast later than usual, about 9.30am. We were to met Wycliffe at 10. Well, one can never assume- he turned up at 9.30, with two other Pastors in tow- Godwin and Daniel. So it quickly became a breakfast meeting- african teas all round!

Pastor Wycliffe Paige Kerry

Pastor Wycliffe Paige Kerry

Wycliffe informed us that he had organized for us to present Divine Truth that afternoon from 2-5pm, and from 10-5pm the following two days. Okay then, let’s hit the ground running! After tea, we all piled in the car to visit Wycliffe’s family home. That is, his fathers property, where Wycliffe, as the eldest son, also has a house. Within this compound we discovered several buildings- a portion of which housed a school for 150 kids, all free and taught by volunteer teachers. We chatted for awhile with Wycliffe and his father, then went to visit all the kids and teachers in the school. They sang us a few songs, and we taught them a couple of Mama Joys raps.
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Ugali lunch provided for the kids

Ugali lunch provided for the kids

preschool at free School with volunteer teachers funded by One Way Ministry

preschool at free School with volunteer teachers funded by One Way Ministry

We briefly met Valentine, a lovely lady who is the head of the school. Unfortunately she was unavailable to attend the presentations, but wanted to meet us and was very keen to learn about Divine Truth, and the potential english program we spoke of that others at home were working on developing. We asked Wycliffe to pass on a copy of the booklets to her, which she has since devoured and is hungry for more (according to her emails). She is keen to implement the truths into the school curriculum – yay!

It was getting on to 1pm and we felt we should head over to where we were going to be presenting in the arvo. We arrived to a small mud hut in the middle of a sugarcane plantation, and transported all the gear inside. To our surprise they had an electric keyboard ( which I later discovered required some extra skills as several of the keys did not work- Godwin obviously doesn’t let this prevent him from belting out a tune!), and a PA system, with mic and two speakers. They both run off a car battery. As we set up the gear, Godwin, Daniel and a few of the kids were serenading us with a couple of local hymns.

Pastor Wycliffe and Pastor Godwin

Pastor Wycliffe and Pastor Godwin

We got the impression fairly quickly, that the people here are pretty hard core bible followers, and we were greeted constantly in Jesus name. When the introductions began, we realized half of the audience were Pastors, all with bible in hand. OK- deep breath. Feeling slightly intimidated, as all our catholic, religion, scripture inadequacies and emotions are now on there way to the surface! However, I must have been listening to my guides that morning, as we decided to present some FAQs on the truth about the Bible, and Jesus Identity, and distinguishing between God and the erroneous trinity theory. Hold onto your hats kids- this may be a bumpy ride!
Well, what an experience this turned out to be. We knew how challenging and confronting this information was going to be for people with these extremely ingrained beliefs. It did challenge many- and we must have had a lot of help answering the questions that arose. I never thought I would say this, but after the 3 days discussion with the people of Webuye, their beliefs being challenged, and mine- I actually had the desire to revisit and read some bible passages! Whoa! I was not expecting this! Something opened in me, being with them, hearing Truth along side them. They showed me that you can be part of an organized religion, and have a love for God and God’s Truth. I realised that I have been pretty judgmental of full on church goers or literal bible followers in the past- tainted from my previous religious experiences and ‘Christian’ encounters. Wycliffe and his friends had Faith, a little misguided by some untruths, but faith none the less. And when presented with logic, they were open to change and investigation. Wow- this was amazingly inspirational. This group loved to sing and dance, great candidates for Mamma Joys rap songs. We left them with a booklet, and Godwin wants to write his own music to go with the words. The kids had all the moves- rapping tiny tots, we were laughing so much we couldn’t keep the camera steady.

Everyone became so keen to learn more, we had to find a way to leave them with further learning. Thankfully young David, from a cyber cafe in webuye, had a duplex printer ( we were being looked after here!), and he keenly printed 200 booklets on 5 different topics, willing to stay back late to complete the task. He worked amid power blackouts and managed to finish them all at 11pm the night before we were due to leave.  He was thankful for the business (about 3 months income), and was grateful to receive the teachings himself!  His poor old printer was going to need a service after this mammoth effort!

On the last day, we presented Solomon, the padgett message discussing the greatest truths of all the world- prayer and faith on our part, Divine Love on God’s part.  They loved it! I cannot describe how it felt, being there, witnessing their sheer excitement and joy as the truth touched their hearts and souls. It was beautiful.  We really enjoyed our time here.

The next morning we headed off early, as we only had time for a 3 hour morning session in Eldoret. Unfortunately, as with african time, people showed up an hour late, so we did the best we could with the time we had available.

The delay did give us time to have a chat with Wycliffe, and meet his family. Once people began to roll on in, I took advantage of the huge blackboard and gave a brief introductory overview of God’s Soul, the Human Soul, incarnation, and the basic structure of the universe. Here’s a snippet of the rap up.

Unlike mogonga and webuye, where the kids usually joined us, here the kidlets were having their own little church meeting outside. Kerry managed to capture the kids on camera without them being aware- check out the ‘Kids Amen’

Webuye

Webuye

All were disappointed that we could not stay longer, to share more with them. But we assured them that Pastor Wycliffe had all the material on HDD and media player. We suggested that the pastors might like to have regular get togethers, where they can watch and discuss and then each take those truths to their respective congregations. They were very excited about this, suggestion. Up until this point, Wycliffe admitted he hadn’t watched any from the hard drive.  Godwin and Daniel were pretty keen to encourage him to make it available to them all, and with our visit, Wycliffe’s desire to learn more of the Truths also ignited.  We met some amazing people, in this area of Kenya. And of course I had all their contact details, for possible assistance in the future- which kept in the back pack that was stolen. Perhaps it’s a good thing, allowing the Law of Desire, and pure demonstration of sincerity to sort this out.

The people of Webuye send their love and invitation for others to come and learn about God, with them in Kenya. They also asked that we pass on their thanks to all those that contributed and made it possible for us to visit and share with them.  I second that. This has been an amazing opportunity- of which I am yet to fully realise.

 

A little man with a big heart and big eyes- he likes cashews!

A little man with a big heart and big eyes- he likes cashews!

Pastor Daniel's Meeting Place Mahala Webuye

Pastor Daniel’s Meeting Place Mahala Webuye