James

Difficult to blog from my I phone in the ten minutes between breakfast and walking out the door but suffice to say I have a heart full of good things for this place. People are generally very kind- no one more so than James, our sweet guide and friend from Mombasa. He and Peter run Blessed Camp leprosy colony. James sings under his breath in a voice I wish I could record, and i try to make him laugh as much as possible- Everything about him is steady and calm- even the other day as he navigated all of us through a massive car accident involving a taxi we had just gotten out of. He is the most gentle person I have ever met, and his manner and quiet uncomplaining presence makes me feel unrefined by comparison. He misses Mombasa and his wife and 1 year old son Caleb. We will meet them both in a few days and I will sit with them in church next Sunday and celebrate James who is graduating from his seminary program. Today we will spend the day in a village outside the city with two leather workers named Tom and Mattua. Sure to be a long day looking forward to being back at this table tonight for dinner and back to our hotel to rest.

Xo,
E