I was researching the persecution of Christianity. As I scanned through the dates and history I glanced over this heading:
Islamic terrorists cornered people . . . .They instructed Muslims to leave. Then they shot those remaining non-Muslims, killing 39, and wounding 150.
I stopped and went back – Kenya – I wonder if my friends who live there know this history?
And then I stopped to read it instead of skimming past it:
In 2013, Islamic terrorists cornered people in a shopping center in Nairobi using guns and grenades. They instructed Muslims to leave. Then they shot those remaining non-Muslims, killing 39, and wounding 150.
Yes folks. We are posting in history. What will students read about terrorists and Christian Martyrs in the early 21st Century?
Will we stand? Will we deny our faith? Will we love our captors? Will we kill them or pray for them?
Hebrews 11 NIV
There were others who were tortured, refusing to be released so that they might gain an even better resurrection. 36 Some faced jeers and flogging, and even chains and imprisonment. 37 They were put to death by stoning; they were sawed in two; they were killed by the sword. They went about in sheepskins and goatskins,destitute, persecuted and mistreated— 38 the world was not worthy of them. They wandered in deserts and mountains, living in caves and in holes in the ground.
**This is a HUGE answer to prayer for this region. Pray for solutions to pump the water out.
USATODAY – It’s another kind of liquid gold: Technology typically used to find oil has instead led scientists to massive lakes, or aquifers, hundreds of feet beneath some of Kenya’s driest land.
UNESCO yesterday announced that five aquifers were identified and two have thus far been verified in the Turkana region. The New York Times reports one is roughly the size of Rhode Island, and NPRreports that scientists described the aquifers’ orientation as like a small stack of “interconnected pancakes.”
The two hold enough water to turn the dusty region into farmland and sate Kenya’s water needs for 70 years—or more. It’s possible that run-off from the adjacent hills feeds the underground reservoir, which would expand that timeline, the Christian Science Monitor reports.
It’s big news for a country that struggles mightily with access to safe drinking water, but there are also some big hurdles.
The basins sit in the far northwest, which happens to be one of the country’s most conflict-prone areas, and maintaining boreholes and piping the water would be no simple task. Still, Kenya seems optimistic.
“We’re hoping with the two test boreholes, the water should be available within a month,” an official tells the BBC. (Another massive aquifer was identified last year in Namibia.)
Newser is a USA TODAY content partner providing general news, commentary and coverage from around the Web. Its contentproduced independently of USA TODAY.
We got out of our car since the dirt/mud road was cut off by a large ditch. Our host said that we will need to walk the rest of the way. Looking up and down the ditch we found a “bridge” to cross and we carefully walked to the other side. The trash was overwhelming, it was everywhere we looked. But that was mild compared to the stench. I have been around open sewers and I have cleaned out spoiled food from houses and shoveled garbage in tenement housing. Nothing prepared me for the sights, smells and sounds of this slum.
Crowds of midnight black adults and children stood and watched our group of white people. The children ran to us mobbing us; singing a phrase over and over and over again, “How are you? How are you? How are you?” They followed us the entire way to our destination. No parental supervision. No shoes. Just excitement.
We walked the dirt/mud path between corrugated tin shacks. Some had doors. Some had openings. None had running water or sewer. I doubt that many had electric. Most were one room shanty shacks that gave some shelter to a family living on what we spend on coffee. Since there are no sewers, the sewage runs down trenches in front of the shacks. Sewage, trash, bones, stench, running along the road right in front of the houses. Children walking through the trenches with no shoes, chanting “how are you?” Skin and bone mangy dogs were everywhere searching for scraps of food.
Women sat in front of their shacks burning wood to make charcoal. This fragrance burned into our noses along with the other smells. Some cooked food over their charcoal right next to the sewer trench with filthy children playing close by.
How can this be? How can this happen? It shut me down. I have been in awful places but this put me on overload. I wanted to run out. I couldn’t take it. It was overload because not only was it horrible but I could see no end to it or solution to it. Is there a solution?
He raises the poor from the dust and lifts the needy from the ash heap;
*I am on the board of www.springsofafrica.com. This organization sponsors several schools in Kibera. If you can, please give. Thank you
One of my favorite shows in the 70’s was Hill Street Blues (for those of you who don’t know what the 70’s are – it was a decade in the last century that us old people enjoyed). It was a cop show inNew York Cityand the show always started with the Sergeant dismissing the shift with the words “And be careful out there”. He said this because he knew the danger that existed out on the streets.
Connecting with missionaries around the world often makes me feel the same way. I get letters that start like this one yesterday:
Greetings from Nairobi. There have been some disturbing events in Kenyathat perhaps some of you have heard in the news. This morning, attacks on Catholic and AIC churches in Garissa – where **** has a team of 7 missionaries – has left 17 dead and another 50 or so injured. We are glad to confirm, however, that **** missionaries are all safe.
It is dangerous out there. We all know the risks when we leave our turf. But we are called and we want to go. We see the needs and we go without any guarantee that we will return.
Never the less, I shout out to you “be careful out there”. Not because your safety is the first goal but because we love you and want to have you around a long time. You also have a calling on your life that we want to see fulfilled. Remember to use discernment. A friend of mine got a really bad hair cut last week because he went to a barber’s school instead of paying a couple dollars more to go to a real establishment. He didn’t use good discernment and I hope he never goes to a dangerous country. (I threw that in to see if he really reads these!)
Be blessed this week. Be wise. Be careful. Lay your life at the feet of Jesus and allow Him to lead your every step.
1 Kings 3:12
I will do what you have asked. I will give you a wise and discerning heart . . .