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Jambo! My name is Jenah, and I am 19 years old. I was born and raised in Southern California. In February 2011, I was blessed with the opportunity to go on a mission trip to Kenya: my life was forever changed. I went back to Kitale for 7 months in 2012/2013, and I had the opportunity to serve His most precious children in hospitals, slums, and on the streets. I also founded a project called Hosanna Children's Ministry International. Currently, I'm in the process of adopting a 5 yr old girl from Kenya named Emily. My dream is to change the lives of hurting children and bringing Glory to His name wherever I go. Here are my stories. Some are happy, most are sad. It's not always easy writing these (or reading I'm sure), but this is reality. These stories, these children... they're real. These children laugh, they cry, they hurt, they bleed.. they find strength through the pain and push on when they're weak.. just like you and me. But, they are the forgotten ones. I pray these stories bring you hope, courage, and strength to never give up, and I pray you are inspired by these beautiful children that mean the world to me. This is my journey throughout Africa.

Monday, July 29, 2013

Please keep our children from the Kipsongo slum in your prayers. These children are either total orphans or come from a single parent home. Alcohol is cheap here, so many of the adults are always intoxicated, fighting with each other, or beating their children (which is not illegal in Kenya). Almost every mother is a prostitute and every father has left, died or is unknown These children spend their days walking around the streets, often by themselves, looking for any small piece of food they can find. They've seen death, they've seen terror, they've seen their friends being raped, they've watch their mothers getting abused. They have been beaten, abandoned, on the verge of death, alone... Their feet and hands are infested with jiggers (small worm-like bugs that crawl into your flesh and lay eggs; very painful), their heads covered in ring worms, bellies empty, and hearts broken. Most of them are infected with AIDS, tuberculosis  typhoid, malaria, worms, or pneumonia. Each of them dream of being loved, cared for, and wanted. Pray that through our ministry, they see how loved they really are. Not only by us, but more importantly, by the One who created them, the One who loves them more than anyone ever could. Pray that God heals their bodies, nourishes their tummies, restores their hearts, and gives them hope and strength to continue fighting the good fight. Pray that they accept Jesus in their hearts and that their lives are forever changed for the Glory of God. 

Jeremiah 29:11 For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.

This is what jiggers look like. 

A small part of the Kipsongo slum. Houses are made of trash and put together with rope.

Friday, July 26, 2013

I am absolutely blown away by the sweet, encouraging emails I have received in the past couple of days! You guys are wonderful, and I am so honored that my story has been of inspiration to some. All the Glory to God! It hasn't been an easy journey, but with all this love and support I have been receiving, I'm reassured that I'm following His plan for my life. These children are my world and I'm so thankful you want to help them.

I have gotten quite a few emails asking what we need most. We are in dire need of food and mosquito nets. $100 will feed 100 kids two meals per day for one week. We also need mosquito nets so badly because malaria is rampant in Kenya now during this rainy season. $5 will provide one mosquito net to one child. This will protect them throughout the night and prevent malaria. Many children die daily in Africa from malaria and not being able to afford the $1 treatment. I got malaria last time, and it was the worst pain I've experienced in my life. I can't imagine how these children that can't get treatment feel.

If you'd like to donate,  you can either click on the online donation link to the right of this post or send a check to the P.O Box listed to the right.

Please feel free to contact me with any questions;

In His name,
Jenah Kanbar

Wednesday, July 24, 2013

Tuesday, July 23, 2013

Hey Everyone!

Sorry for the lack of updates! I got back to California on 27th June and finally back on track. I am healthy and doing well. Thank you for your continued prayers and encouragement-- they mean so much, and I am so thankful for each one of you! 

As most of you know, I have officially registered my project (children's home, nursery school, and drop in center in Kitale, Kenya) as Hosanna Children's Ministry International. We have big dreams and plans and are excited to share them with you all... soon.. ;) Unfortunately, we are lacking funds and aren't able to have our nursery and drop in kids come every day but we are still trying our hardest to feed them and educate them as often as we can. It isn't easy feeding over 100 children on my own, but, I know God will provide, so I am not losing hope or giving up. I'll never give up on my babies and my dream of educating, loving on, and caring for them so they can grow up to be positive leaders and change their corrupt, poverty stricken nation. They are the next generation and have the potential to bring peace and hope to Africa, lessen poverty and disease and restore their nation! 

Emily, I sit here and wonder if you will ever know
 just how much of my heart belongs to you
Emily, my daughter, is doing well but constantly tells me how much she misses me. It breaks my heart hearing my baby say, "Mommy I miss you. Come home, I need you!". Oh how I wish I was with her. I sit here and wonder if she will ever know how much of my heart belongs to her.

I am finally back to working and going to school. I'm excited to be enrolled in school again and finish my nursing degree! Emily and Lavenda are my biggest inspirations, and I am more determined than ever to finish my degree because I know then I'll be able to help more children like them that are infected with HIV/AIDS (there are over 3 million children in Africa living with AIDS.) Because of them, I dream bigger and pray harder and love stronger. I have been working so hard to be able to continue my ministry and continue supporting my daughter. It hasn't been easy, especially since I miss everyone in Kenya so much and am constantly thinking about them, but I am more motivated than I've ever to work hard for them. Here are some pictures from the last month I was in Kenya!

Some of our kids from baby class!

Our neighbor boy Benji! I love this baby so much!

Benji, me ("Mama Blackie") and Emily (aka Blackie)

Our class one lookin' smart ;)

More of our babies :)

Hosanna Children's Ministry International's Kipsongo children.

Lastly, I have started my own business to raise funds for Hosanna Children's Ministry Intl. 100% of the proceeds will benefit HCMI. To help feed, educate, house, provide healthcare, bathe, and provide for every single child in our ministry. Instead of asking people for donations, I have decided to offer a service in exchange for a donation! I scan photo prints onto a SD card, flash drive, or CD.  

Did you know that over time your old, printed pictures will fade, scratch, and have the potential to be damaged by a natural disaster? I know how precious these memories are, so I am here to offer you my services which in turn will help the children of Kenya! I operate a local, in-home scanning service right here in Anaheim Hills. I have very low prices (other companies charge an average of .45/picture), work quickly, and make sure you're completely satisfied! I have a high quality scanner that scans pictures in either 300 dpi, 600 dpi, or 1200 dpi. I personally scan each picture with care and caution, onto a Flash drive, CD, or SD card. This will keep them clear, safe, and long-lasting! Below, I have posted the prices and how to contact me to place an order or to ask more questions about my services. Please feel free to share this with anyone you know that might be interested in my services! Every single dollar will go to feeding my children. 

100- 500 pictures scaned-- .25/ picture
500+ -- .24/picture
1000+ -- .23/picture
2000+ -- .22/picture
5000+ -- .20/picture

I have personally scanned over 20,000 pictures for customers!!

You have the option of dropping them off at my house, or I can pick up and deliver at no extra charge within the OC for an order of 500+ pictures

Please contact me with any questions or to place an order at the e-mail or phone number below.

Thank you for your support!

Jenah Kanbar
714-393-9054 (text or call)

Thank you all again, so much, for your continued support and prayers. If you would like to help in any way (sponsoring a child, donating to our land fund/ medical fund/ teacher fund, etc.) please e-mail me at, click on this link to donate via paypal (, or send a check to P.O. box 27751, Anaheim Hills, CA, 92809.

Thursday, May 30, 2013

I'm not here to save, I'm simply here to serve.

I sit here completely speechless, in awe of our amazing God. Being here in Kenya, I am daily reminded of how blessed I am.

I grew up in a very nice, safe area in California, had more than enough food in my house at all times, two parents that love me to death, education, water that I can drink either from the tap or bottle, clothes and toys, electricity, a Disneyland pass, etc. My biggest worry as a kid was if my parents would say "no" to letting my best friend Lauren come over before I was finished with homework. Having protective parents, I wasn't allowed to play in the front yard without adult supervision and I wasn't allowed to walk to the elementary school which was right down the street. I didn't quite understand why. I knew there was a God, but I didn't have a relationship with Him. Having a Muslim dad and Christian mom, I never went to church and religion was rarely brought up in our house. As a child, when my parents asked me to clean my room, I would often sigh loudly and march up the stairs pouting.

It wasn't until I was around 9 years old when my eyes were opened and heart was forever changed. I heard about the poverty in Africa, and it was then I knew in my heart that I was destined to do great things. I knew one day I was going to go to Africa and help. I didn't know where, I didn't know how, and I didn't know when, but I was going to go.

Today, I am 19 years old, my heart and soul is completely dedicated to serving my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, I am living in Kitale, Kenya, I am in the process of adopting my little girl here, and I have never been happier.

Now, let me tell you about a little girl I know called Kadogo Ekiru. She lives here in Kitale, in a slum called Kipsongo. She is 5 years old, but is the size of a 2 year old due to severe malnutrition and a lack of nurturing. Her mother is a drunkard and spends the days on the streets with Kadogo, begging for money. The father is unknown. They live with a relative, but often are kicked out because of the mother's bad behavior. She prostitutes herself to make small money... to buy alcohol. The only food Kadogo gets is whatever she happens to find in the scraps she digs in. Usually only half-eaten rotten, molding vegetables. Her mother lets her wander the streets of Kitale town alone, asking for money and looking for food. Her feet are covered in jiggers (which are little worm-like insects that crawl into the feet or hands and lay eggs. They are very painful.) which makes it hard for her to walk. The bottom of her foot has opened wounds everywhere. She wears a shirt about 5 sizes too big, and no shoes. She is often very dirty and crying. Her mom often says she wishes she never had a child because she is such a burden on her. She is covered in bruises from being beaten by her mother. She doesn't know there is a God that loves her so much. She follows the neighborhood kids to church on Sunday, just so she doesn't have to spend the day begging and being beaten. She often has to clean the relatives "house" (trash hut) when they stay there... sweep the floor, hand-wash laundry. She also has to collect firewood in the forest. She often gets sick from the dirty water she is forced to drink, and most nights goes to bed starving.

She is 5 years old. She is a real child living on the same Earth as us. She is just as worthy as me or you. She doesn't want a phone, television, toys, or a play station. She wants to go to school. She wants food and clean water. She wants a warm jacket for the cold nights. She wants someone to love her. She wants to play, jump rope, run with friends. But, she doesn't have a choice. She is forced to be an adult, to be responsible, to provide for herself.

Kadogo is one of the kids that we have started Hosanna Children's Ministry for. This isn't just her story, all of the kids in Kipsongo have one similar to this. This isn't "shocking" to people here. This is normal, typical. And I want to change that. THIS IS NOT OKAY. THIS IS NOT NORMAL. How can we live in a world where 5 year olds have iPhones, and kids the same age have to find their own food on the streets? In America, we make sure our kids don't go hungry. I promise you, if a mom walked in with her child to an Albertsons and said "my child is starving, please help!", that she will get a bag full of food. If her child was sick, she can not be denied treatment. She can collect food stamps, welfare, etc. The child MUST go to school. In Kenya (and many other countries), kids often go to sleep hungry, die from preventable diseases, and never have the opportunity to go to school because of lack of school fees.

I'm not here to save, I'm simply here to serve. To be the hands and feet of Jesus. To bring hope to families and love on orphans. To be a friend to widows and care for children.

Let me tell you, it is not easy. It's not easy being thousands of miles away from my family. I miss them every day and wish that they were here with me through the heartache, triumphs, miracles, and tears. It's not easy missing my almost-16-year-old-sister's birthday. It's not easy hearing my mom cry on the phone because she misses me. It's not easy hearing my dad on the phone telling me about his fishing trip with my sisters and how badly he wishes I was there with them. It's not easy not being home with my older sister while she's back in California for 9 months. It's not easy seeing children abandoned, left alone to fend for themselves in this crazy world. It's not easy seeing babies die, children sick, watching families fall apart, seeing fights on the street and crime due to poverty. It isn't easy watching young boys and girls, 9, 10, 11, 12 years old, living on the streets without a momma and daddy.

There are many days when I just break down crying because my heart is hurting from seeing children lose their battles, from watching people lose hope, from seeing people in pain, from missing my family, from wishing my best friend was here with me... but there are many more days where I just sit here in awe. Despite the poverty, disease, death, and pain that these people go through, many people here that I have met have the purest, most loving hearts and love and trust in God more than anyone I've ever known.  They rely completely and wholeheartedly on Jesus, praise Him in their pain when they lose a child, cry to Him in prayer when they're suffering and don't have food to feed their children, and thank Him abundantly in their happiness. On Sundays, the air is filled with worship music, prayers being spoken to God. I step out of my compound and she children everywhere walking to church. People with big smiles on their faces but empty stomachs. This is the Africa that I love. The good and the bad. Africa is a beautiful continent, filled with many problems. But, it is not a hopeless place. There is not one part of my heart that ever loses hope for this place.

And that is exactly why my heart is for helping these children. They are the next generation of Africa, they have the potential to end the poverty. Giving these children education, love, and nourishment could change the future of Africa forever.

And so I end with this. Please, I'm begging you, help. No, you don't have to come to Kenya. No, you don't have to go without food. No, you don't have to get rid of your iPhone. I'm simply asking you to donate any amount that you can. I cannot continue helping these children without some help from my family and friends. These kids need us. They need us so badly. How can I tell a child about Jesus when she's starving and I can't buy her a meal? How can a child trust me and believe me that there is a God that loves them so much, when they're suffering so badly? How can I walk through this feces-filled, mud, dirty, smelly slum and see these kids without helping them? I hate asking for money, but I can't do this without it. I don't need money for myself or for my child, I simply need support to start this project. To start educating and feeding and loving on 20 small children in the Kipsongo slum. When these kids see me, they see hope. I can't let them down. I can't be another broken promise. Please, no amount is too small. No amount goes to waste. Whether you have $2 or have been blessed with an extra $100, it will go to use and help a child in need. Let me challenge you: maybe go without a Starbucks today and send that $3 to help, or maybe eat dinner at home tonight (make sure to tell your children how much you love them).  No guilt or pressure, just an ask. That small amount of money could save a child's life. I do understand life in America isn't easy and not all of us have the extra money to donate. So, if you can't donate, please share this blog post. Most importantly, please pray for us daily.

I know our God is faithful and I know our God has big plans for these children. I pray you will be a part of my project.

Matthew 25:35-40 'For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in, I needed clothes and you clothed me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you came to visit me.' Then the righteous will answer him, "Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you something to drink? When did we see you a stranger and invite you in, or needing clothes and clothe you? When did we see you sick or in prison and go to visit you?" The King will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.’

Jenah Kanbar

To sponsor a child for $25 a month or to sponsor my project, please e-mail me for more information.

Wednesday, May 22, 2013

Emily's Adoption: in need of prayers.

Philippians 4:6-7 Don't worry about anything; instead, pray about everything. Tell God what you need, and thank him for all he has done. If you do this, you will experience God's peace, which is far more wonderful than the human mind can understand. His peace will guard your hearts and minds as you live in Christ Jesus.

I have been repeating this verse in my head all day. As most of you know, I am in the process of legally adopting my daughter Emily here in Kenya. It is a long, stressful, frustrating, and expensive process... but so worth it. Please keep me, Emily, our lawyer, and everyone we have to work with in your prayers. We have been working diligently on the adoption since I've been here (since mid-April) but are still waiting on a couple papers to come from Nairobi (hopefully by early next week they're estimating) before we can officially open the case. I am required to stay during the whole adoption process, which is about 2 months from when the case is opened. My return ticket home is 25th June, but I am currently praying and asking God what to do. I do not have enough funds to stay here longer, as the adoption has been very expensive already! Please pray God leads me in the right direction, and if He wants me to stay and adopt now, that I can raise the money I need. The main reason I feel that I need to adopt her now is because her mother is still alive, but VERY sick. She has AIDS, weighs about 80lbs, and is an alcoholic. She has threatened before that she is going to take Emily back to the streets with her so can use the child to get money for alcohol. She said exactly that to us, in front of Emily. When Emily was staying with her biological mother, she (Emily) was very sick and wasn't given her medicine properly. She was very malnourished and on the verge of death (she weighed 8kgs at 4 years old). Once Gladys swears in court, signs the adoption affidavit, and the adoption is approved by the high courts, Emily is officially mine forever. Until then, I have to live every day praying and hoping Gladys doesn't come take her back to the streets with her.

No matter what happens, in mine and Emily's hearts, I am her mommy forever and she is my daughter forever.

Please, please pray. Thank you so much,


Emily and her biological mother when I first met them. July 2012
Emily on the streets looking for food. July 2012
Emily, so sick. July 2012

Crazy what a little love and food could do! :) So healthy, so happy! October 2012

The light of my life. December 2012
Such a sweet, happy, healthy, beautiful girl! May 2013


Monday, May 20, 2013

because of Love.

Hey Friends :)

Ah! I can't believe how fast time has been flying here in Kenya. I am so excited to share with you what has been going on here!

I arrived in Kenya on 14 April. The flight was long, especially since I was so anxious and excited to get back here. So much has happened in the month I've been here.

Emily... my daughter... is doing great. She is so happy to have her mommy back with her, and I am so happy to be able to hold, hug, and kiss my baby whenever I want to. She steals my heart again every single day with her morning snuggles, random kisses, belly giggles, radiant smile, frequent 'mommy-i-love-you's
and sweet bedtime prayers. She is such a blessing to every person who comes in contact with her. I'm not even just saying that because I'm her momma! Everyone loves her so much and instantly smiles when they see her. How lucky am I that God chose me to care for his most precious gift? Every day people thank me for loving her back to health. Yeah, I might have rescued her, but she saved me. I just don't understand how someone could have such a horrible disease on the inside but (now) look so healthy and be so happy on the outside. It kills me that not only my baby, but tons of these kids (and adults) that I have been blessed to serve, are fighting a daily battle against HIV/AIDS, a battle that will never end, one that could take their life at any minute. Many of my sweet, innocent children have died because of HIV, many sweet children that have recently come into the world have HIV, many moms and dads die daily here leaving their children by themselves because of HIV. It's such a horrible disease that is so personal to me because so many people I love are infected or affected by this monster. People here that are effected are treated differently. Like they themselves are the monster. Like holding their hand, being their friend, or using the same pencil will infect them (which is completely not true- HIV is spread through bodily fluids, blood, and breast milk). Parents are scared to get their kids tested because they don't know how they will handle knowing they have a positive child. Infected moms are left weak, alone, fragile and unable to care for their kids. Babies are found on the streets abandoned because of the disease. Families are broken daily because of it. I will never stop dreaming of the day a cure is found. Because of Emily, I dream bigger.

My beautiful baby
She loves swimming! There's a restaurant just outside of town called Deep Sea that has a swimming pool and a small playground, and it's Emily's favorite place to go!
My silly girl! She always does funny faces that make me laugh until my stomach hurts! She makes my heart happy.

Many of you have been asking how Crossroads Christian Academy, the nursery school I am the director of here in Kitale, Kenya, is doing. I truly wish I could tell you all is well, but it's not. We currently do not have enough money to feed our children or pay our teachers. Unfortunately, we had to raise the schools fees a bit, which has caused some parents to pull their kids out of school completely. It broke my heart when we came to this decision, but otherwise we would not have any food at all to feed our children. We are in such a dire need of sponsors. We can't possibly do this without support. We have over 100 children that rely on us (mainly me, since I'm the "mzungu"- white person in kiswahili) daily for food, education, and a safe place to come, and it breaks my heart to let them down. I want to burst in to tears every time a kid comes to school crying of hunger and we only have a piece of bread to give them. $20 per day will feed our 100+ children two meals. That $5 we spend on starbucks could feed a family for 3 days. Please be in prayer for my school. Pray that we are able to meet the needs of our children through sponsors. I know God has huge plans for each of our children and that keeps me fighting for them every day.

We had a meeting with the parents of our school on 16 May. It was very successful and over 60 parents joined us!
Class One with their new desks!!
Teacher Manu with the kids giving them some new crayons, books, and pencils.

As many of you know my precious Lavenda (from my previous blog post- ) went to be with the Lord 30 September 2012. I have gone a couple times to visit her sweet family (my favorite in Kitale), and they just are such beautiful people. They had a baby exactly one month after Lavenda died and she is doing so great. She is so big now and is such a happy baby. The family has so little, but everytime we go they make sure to give us eggs and soda. Not just the regular, cheap eggs here though. The father makes sure to go find the BEST eggs which are more expensive but "taste better". This family, who
barely has food to put on the table, gives me, whose body could last a while without food ;), their very best. I often find myself standing in awe of the beautiful, giving hearts the people here have. They are so thankful for every little thing and always tell me how much Lavenda loved me. It makes my heart happy and sad at the same time. Sad because I can't give her a big huge hug and tell her how much I love her, but happy because God gave me her for even a short time and that I was able to bless her even a little bit. I am so happy she is finally healthy and can finally be a kid now in Heaven with our Savior, but I always find myself being selfish and asking God "Why?" Why did she have to die. Why couldn't she stay here with ME. The only conclusion I come to every single time I think "why?" is: Lavenda was just too beautiful for Earth.

Baby Faith Ruth, sister to Lavenda. Now 7 months old and doing well!!
L to R: daddy to Lavenda, baby brother Sammy, Cousin to Lavenda, Old and baby sisters, Me, Mama Lavenda, and cousin. I love this family so much!!

I have been spending a lot of time in a slum called Kipsongo. It's the slum that my daughter is from, so this place is very dear to my heart. Unfortunately, it is a horrible place. A place filled with drunkards, disease, human feces, deathly ill children, illiteracy, jiggers, trash huts, and many fights. The children here are so dirty, many are sick with malaria, typhoid, cholera etc. (which if left untreated usually leads to death). Unfortunately, many children also to have the chance to go to school. I have a group of 20 children that I have been spending time getting to know over the last month. They range from ages 3-6, and do not attend school. My dear friend, Patricia, who is from Kipsongo and is an elder in the slum (she is basically the one in charge of the welfare of the children there) and I have been discussing a lot about ways we can help the children. We have been praying about starting a small project for these 20 kids so that they can get an education and at least one meal per day. There is a small room (or "hole" as they call it) that I can rent out for free to teach the children in. But, of course, that's not all we need to help them. We need food (about $150/month, we need to hire one teacher ($24/month) and one cook ($24/month), get mats for the children to sit on (4 mats for $30), books and pencils for all 20 children ($20), plates ($10). We would also need money for medical care, since some children are sick, new clothes, since most of them either have none or ripped/veryyyy worn ones, and basins, soap, and vaseline, so we can wash our kids daily. I know this sounds like a lot, but this project has really been on my heart. These kids are so hopeless, so tired of life already, and I know I need to step up and do something for them. The most important thing I need to do for them, is to earn their trust and explain to them how much their Savior Jesus loves them and cares about them. I am looking to get a group of people together that are interested in supporting this project. Please, please e-mail me for more information about sponsoring these kids. We have big plans, but unfortunately we don't have the funds for them at the moment. But, we wil not lose hope! We serve a God that is bigger than any obstacle we will ever face, and for that we will continue perserving and advocating for these kids! They are God's precious miracles, and I have peace in my heart knowing that God has plans, knows each of their names, and will never leave nor forsake any of them.

A typical "house" in Kipsongo, made of trash.
Me with some of my kids!
Our beautiful Kipsongo kids that are such dire need of education, food, and love!!

I am just amazed, utterly amazed, at how amazing God is... some days, I just sit outside, watching and waving to kids who pass by, and have to hold back the tears. Yeah, some tears are from my heart breaking, but most of them are happy tears... because I know in my heart that I serve a God that loves each and every one of us so much that He died for us. He endured so much pain for me, for you, for each one of these children... because of LOVE! He loves us so much, whether we're rich or poor, saints or sinners, black or white... His love is unconditional and neverending and that gives me peace when life is stormy. When I see a child dying in front of my eyes, instead of just crying and being angry at God, I constantly remind myself that this child will go directly into the hands of our Savior as He embraces them, loves them, and cares for them better than anyone on this Earth possibly can. It isn't always easy, let me tell you, but I will never stop praising, loving, and serving Him no matter how broken my heart is. Being used by God in crazy, amazing ways to bring Glory to his name wherever I go is what I live for. Daily, I find myself thinking how blessed I am that the God of all the Earth would choose to let ME serve his beautiful people here in Africa.

- Jenah

Pray requests:

Pray that God makes a way for me to start a project in Kipsongo.
Pray for the adoption of my daughter Emily. I am in the process now and should be completed in two months.
Pray we get sponsors for the school.
Pray for my daughters health. She has woken up this morning with a stuffy nose and cough. It is scary when she gets sick but it's harder for her body to recover than a normal persons.
Pray for the beautiful people I serve.
Please pray for my health (Last week, I was feeling very sick and went to the hospital and found out I had typhoid fever. I am recovering now and feeling a lot better.)
Pray for a little girl called Ruth who's head was completely burned as well as her left hand after her mentally-ill mom left her on a burning matress. We have gotten medicine for her, but she is in critical condition. She is 4 months old.
Please pray for my 3 children in a Village called Namanjalala. I met them at the hospital in July and have been sponsoring them since. Their mother does not properly care for them, so they keep on getting sick. Their hands and feet and covered in jiggers so they can barely walk. They are called Manu (6 years old), Willington (4 years old), and Elimina (2 years old).
Please pray for the health of Lavenda's baby sister. Pray that she is not infected with HIV.
Please pray God continues to give me strength, courage, and hope.

If you would like to sponsor me or my projects, my paypal is (or you can send a donation through You can also contact me at that e-mail. I would appreciate absolutely any donation SO much... $1 can buy two loaves of bread, $5 can pay one families rent in Kipsongo for one month, $25 can feed my Namanjala family for 2 weeks, $50 can feed the 100+ kids at Crossroads for 1 week, $200 can start the Kipsongo project. If you would like your money to go to a specific person or project, please let me know. If you are interested in sponsoring a child, please e-mail me and I will get back to you asap! Any and all donations are greatly appreciated...