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Wise words from a friend " Bring a lot and leave with little.
The people will steal a piece of your heart but you will
want them to keep it." It's hard to believe I left North
American soil for the first time almost 3 months ago.
There was much excitement and anticipation as I boarded
Air France on my way to Nairobi Kenya. Above the Nile
River 35,000 feet high I think of the verse Isaiah 66:1 “Heaven is My throne, And earth is My footstool.” Why Kenya, what will I learn how will they change me? As I fly into Nairobi the night is black lights spread across the ground like a thousand fire fly's.
Matthew 19:13 " Let the little children come to me and do not hinder them, for such belongs the kingdom of heaven."
The people will steal a piece of your heart but you will
want them to keep it." It's hard to believe I left North
American soil for the first time almost 3 months ago.
There was much excitement and anticipation as I boarded
Air France on my way to Nairobi Kenya. Above the Nile
River 35,000 feet high I think of the verse Isaiah 66:1 “Heaven is My throne, And earth is My footstool.” Why Kenya, what will I learn how will they change me? As I fly into Nairobi the night is black lights spread across the ground like a thousand fire fly's.
Matthew 19:13 " Let the little children come to me and do not hinder them, for such belongs the kingdom of heaven."
We received an invitation to share in a local
elementary school with over 400 children. As we walk
in the smell of urine and garbage demand the senses.
Children are running all around through the ally ways
laughing and filled with joy. Each class greets us with
smiles, warm hearts and piercing eyes. I wonder what it's like for these children? How do they dream, what can they hope for? What opportunities await them? We move into the main auditorium with dirt floors and plastic chairs lined with beautiful faces. We share the story of the gospel and how Christ was crucified to give us eternal life and forgiveness of our sins. We invite the children to pray with us many met us afterwards for prayer and they were welcomed to salvation.
That evening we traveled to the children's home to share dinner. The children are familiar with me now and have grown very
comfortable. They all compete for my attention, affection and
they especially love my camera. They are filled with so much
energy, passion and joy. These children are fighters, survivors
of the most extreme kind. All of these boys made the streets
their home before being rescued by Lif4Kids. Many were
orphaned or neglected, abused at home driving them to find
escape on the streets. The children show scars from the
rough life of the streets. What you can’t ignore is the scars
of the soul you see when you look into their eyes.
elementary school with over 400 children. As we walk
in the smell of urine and garbage demand the senses.
Children are running all around through the ally ways
laughing and filled with joy. Each class greets us with
smiles, warm hearts and piercing eyes. I wonder what it's like for these children? How do they dream, what can they hope for? What opportunities await them? We move into the main auditorium with dirt floors and plastic chairs lined with beautiful faces. We share the story of the gospel and how Christ was crucified to give us eternal life and forgiveness of our sins. We invite the children to pray with us many met us afterwards for prayer and they were welcomed to salvation.
That evening we traveled to the children's home to share dinner. The children are familiar with me now and have grown very
comfortable. They all compete for my attention, affection and
they especially love my camera. They are filled with so much
energy, passion and joy. These children are fighters, survivors
of the most extreme kind. All of these boys made the streets
their home before being rescued by Lif4Kids. Many were
orphaned or neglected, abused at home driving them to find
escape on the streets. The children show scars from the
rough life of the streets. What you can’t ignore is the scars
of the soul you see when you look into their eyes.
On my last day we went out to feed the homeless
boys that still call the streets home. We purchase
bread, nuts and small bags of milk as we fill our
bags. We travel through Jam to get to the place
where they gather and beg. They see Amelie and
start running up, she is familiar to them here.
The children are covered in dust and dirt, clothes
torn and often mix matched shoes carrying
bottles of glue they sniff to get high. Eyes here
are cloudy and distant, I see a major contrast to
the boys in Life4Kids. Its hard to believe these
once were the same boys. I notice boys here don't share smiles or laugher, there is no joy just deep sadness, hunger, aggression and pain. They spend their time begging for money or food and glue. The children sleep along the streets protect one another from the older street boys who often steal from them and abuse them. We gather the children and hand out the food to each one, Amelie asks me to pray over them and bless the food. I am overwhelmed and feel my prayer will be so empty. I feel so helpless and the intensity of
Thank you for sending me on this adventure, thank you for the opportunity to touch these
lives and share Christ's love. Gratitude fills my life in a new ways. Many lives are forever changed by what Life4Kids provides. I pray God blesses you all for your giving and prayers. I know the children of Life4Kids thank you.
Love in Christ Amy
boys that still call the streets home. We purchase
bread, nuts and small bags of milk as we fill our
bags. We travel through Jam to get to the place
where they gather and beg. They see Amelie and
start running up, she is familiar to them here.
The children are covered in dust and dirt, clothes
torn and often mix matched shoes carrying
bottles of glue they sniff to get high. Eyes here
are cloudy and distant, I see a major contrast to
the boys in Life4Kids. Its hard to believe these
once were the same boys. I notice boys here don't share smiles or laugher, there is no joy just deep sadness, hunger, aggression and pain. They spend their time begging for money or food and glue. The children sleep along the streets protect one another from the older street boys who often steal from them and abuse them. We gather the children and hand out the food to each one, Amelie asks me to pray over them and bless the food. I am overwhelmed and feel my prayer will be so empty. I feel so helpless and the intensity of
Thank you for sending me on this adventure, thank you for the opportunity to touch these
lives and share Christ's love. Gratitude fills my life in a new ways. Many lives are forever changed by what Life4Kids provides. I pray God blesses you all for your giving and prayers. I know the children of Life4Kids thank you.
Love in Christ Amy
By Amy Wallace
Amy's Mission Report of her Trip to Africa
David 10 Years Old
" Thanks for visiting us in Kenya thanks because of everything
and thanks for hugs and kisses I wish you a good journey to
Canada thanks for staying with us and spending a lot of time with
us and I hope you won't forget me when you go to Canada thank you.
I love you Amy."
Clinton 12 yrs. old wrote a note to me for visiting Life4Kids
and thanks for hugs and kisses I wish you a good journey to
Canada thanks for staying with us and spending a lot of time with
us and I hope you won't forget me when you go to Canada thank you.
I love you Amy."
Clinton 12 yrs. old wrote a note to me for visiting Life4Kids
A few days later we travel to Nakuru for Safari and get caught in a very dangerous fog as we cross over the Rift Valley. We pass by two major accidents along the road reminding me of our Canadian snow storms. We arrive safely and it is amazing to see Africa up close in the wild such beauty all around.
I knew from the second the children came running through the gate I would be changed forever by their love. We share our first dinner together in the Life4Kids children’s home. Beef stew and Chapatti which is flattened wheat dough fried in oil, the children's favorite is on the menu. After stomachs are filled Eddie the team leader shares a devotional from the Bible. The children have prepared verses, songs and testimonies to share. In the background you could hear the neighbors celebrating and the smell of boiling goat over a wood fire drifts through the open windows. The
children are so grateful for food, shelter and cloths they spend much time thanking God for these blessings. I feel ashamed for the many things I take for granted in
Canada, the reality of our comforts and riches are confronted here in Africa.
We drive at night by car through the city from the children's home to Amelie's apartment my friend and founder of Life4Kids. It is a dangerous time to travel so we conceal our appearance by covering our heads with dark hoods. The streets are crammed, horns honking all around, complete ciaos, also known as “Jam”. In the air there is the continual smell of burning wood fires, we pass slums and byways buried in heaps of garbage. Children along with wild pigs are running through the trash this is what they call home.
Canada, the reality of our comforts and riches are confronted here in Africa.
We drive at night by car through the city from the children's home to Amelie's apartment my friend and founder of Life4Kids. It is a dangerous time to travel so we conceal our appearance by covering our heads with dark hoods. The streets are crammed, horns honking all around, complete ciaos, also known as “Jam”. In the air there is the continual smell of burning wood fires, we pass slums and byways buried in heaps of garbage. Children along with wild pigs are running through the trash this is what they call home.
Because of your giving I was able to sponsor all the children and staff to go on a day trip to the Elephant Orphanage to see the abandoned baby elephants due to poaching. The children were so excited to have this opportunity and we had a lot of fun.
It has been intense here we have faced many challenges; power outages, days without water not to mention the sound of malaria filled mosquitoes buzzing around your head as you try to sleep at night. The constant dangerous traffic jams, exposure of the worst kind. God was faithful we felt His
presence every step of the way. I saw His heart for those I met and felt His burn of love for the lost and broken.
It has been intense here we have faced many challenges; power outages, days without water not to mention the sound of malaria filled mosquitoes buzzing around your head as you try to sleep at night. The constant dangerous traffic jams, exposure of the worst kind. God was faithful we felt His
presence every step of the way. I saw His heart for those I met and felt His burn of love for the lost and broken.
their reality penetrates my soul. I fight back the tears as I pray for their protection and provision. Seeing these boys in that state made my heart race and stomach turn I am left quiet and reflective deep in thought. These are Gods children He wanted me to see what He sees and feel what he feels so I could love what he loves and share it with you.