8 July (Sunday) Worship, Bomas (market, performance and African Villages) and Open Air

We got up at our usual time (around 7-730) washed up, ate breakfast consisting of cornflakes, yogurt, hard boiled eggs, toast, soda, and hot water and hot milk for whatever one wanted to drink or add to cereal.

At 930 we left for church which began at around 10.  Same amount of praising and loud worship, testimony, and teaching.  It was sad to know this was our last worship service together.  Service ended around 1:30 (a little early) so we could go to Bomas.  This is a large area for the tourists.  It has a market place, representatives of native African villages for the various Kenyan tribes, including Wellingtone's and Obama's.  As we arrived, we were treated to a troop of olive baboons feeding under and in a large fig tree.  These were not caged, they were free ranging as were the warthogs with them!  Apparently there were two troops or an interloper because all of a sudden there was a huge ruckus and the dominant male started chasing another male.  All the baboons scattered with some of the littlest ones who were separate from their mothers taking to the trees.  The two males went roaring by us, no more than a foot away!  Fortunately they were too intent on their own affairs to be bothered with us.

We bought our tickets to the Bomas performance which was about an hour later, so we went to the market and bartered for all kinds of souvenirs for family et al.  At the performance we had lunch with french fries, chicken, salad, and fruit.  This was really the first day we saw any significant number of white people.  It was fairly apparent that many were tourists.  It reminded me that they probably had seen lions, giraffes, zebras and wildebeasts among others, on safari, but we had seen Jesus.  Not only had we seen him, we taught him, danced with him, laughed with him, worked with him, rejoiced with him and shared our abundance with him.  The blessings we received by doing this are so much more fulfilling than seeing all the wild animals in Africa! 

The Bomas performances were wonderful and must be seen to be appreciated.  Our pictures do not do it justice.  The music alone made it memorable.  After Bomas, we went to the African villages and got a lesson on first, second and third wives from Wellingtone.

After Bomas we went to Open Air.  We knew this was a worship service, but we did not know where.  It turns out it was in the Kibera slum and it was sponsored by the Anajali church.  There were about 200 people there and the worship was again loud and energetic.  Some of the slum children gathered around us and snuggled up to us and held our hands during the service.  They are so beautiful.  I thought I would not be moved by these children, but I couldn't help wanting to hug all of them and save them from the poverty that is theirs.  

	Congregants showing their gifts from America.
	The fruit of our demolition.  The wood will be used for firewood.  Much of the corrugated metal had already been recycled into the wall around the part of the compound where the building had been.
	Olive baboons at Bomas in a huge fig tree "figging" out.
	A warthog beneath the fig tree.
	The African dance performance center at Bomas
	The Isuru dance.
	One of the musical arrangements.  Lots of percussion instruments.
	An African cameleon at the Luhya village at Bomas.
	Wellingtone, Leonita, Hannah, and Glen at the Luhya village, the tribe Wellintone comes from.
	The Open Air worship service
	worshipers congregating.
	One of the sweet little children.  She was really getting into the worship movements
	Anajali School from Open Air.

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