Oh, it is lonely here tonight with branches brushing up against the house. Soon I will crawl into my mosquito-netted bed and pull the covers over my head! I think of Jessie possibly sleeping on a cow skin although Sandy said she might have a bed. She is staying with Moses Motonya’s mother. Moses is the principal of the college and he will visit us in December just before he begins 6 weeks sabbatical at Virginia Theological Seminary. I had dinner tonight with Kate and Iri Moto, he from New Zealand and she from Tasmania. Both teach here and they are the salt of the earth. They even offered me a bed tonight if I was nervous about staying alone. I’m trying to prove my courage and think of my favorite things! Iri blessed the food before dinner and prayed for Jessie. I asked if the villagers would entertain her with songs and dance tonight. If not tonight, certainly tomorrow he said. Since there is no electricity there will be no “Sleepy Time” tea and no reading. Aren’t you just dying to hear from her?

A knock just came at my door with the familiar greeting: “Hodie.” I thought it was Sandy checking on me and opened the door. It was Jackson, the night guard (with a rifle) giving Jessie and me an invitation to a staff luncheon tomorrow to honor the people from New York here with the Carpenter’s Kids, a New York based organization that goes into the remote villages chosing the most vulnerable children and giving them school uniforms, shoes and school supplies. We met many of them last year when we went with them to distribute the uniforms.

Many have written asking how they can help. Checks can be sent to Mr. William Rose at 10 Walnut Creek Road, Pinehurst, NC 28374. Checks should be made to Karimu our tax deductable non-profit organization. For all who have been so generous I thank you with all of my heart. You can’t really have a grasp of this unless you see it. Yesterday we went to the Amani Hospital which sits unused and empty. It is a sound building but no money to reactivate it, but we have hope. Martin McCann dreams that someday it will be strickly a maternity hospital. Had the little baby that died this morning had the proper care he might be alive tonight. I took pictures of the OR and the instruments. They looked like something out of the dark ages. We are limiting our pictures because it uses up a lot of giga-bites on the Msalato bill. Plus I’m not sure I know how to download the pictures. I just take them.

Blessings to all who read our blog and who pray for us. Night-night.