desk top. I just got word that a past co-worker of mine was fatally
hit by a car in Punja. It has been quite sometime since someone I've
known has died a premature or unfair death. I feel sick. We were not
close, but he was a good person.
This news comes on the heels of last night's joy. We had a
celebration of sorts to hand out the t-shirts, pens, revision books
and letters from my Brooklyn students. It was incredible. The
happiness was palpable. Seeing all the kids in our t-shirts, reading
letters together.....and then dancing ....priceless. I don't know if
someone did indeed send Darren and letter of encouragement, but he got
up and danced. I've never seen him so nervous but he was cheered and
ended up doing a duet with an older boy. Later, I had them put on
Empire State of Mind and the THREE of us got up.....and then KAHLIL
danced...which was a pretty big deal. By the end of the night, some of
the kids had already written back to my student on the BACK of their
letter. Such excitement.
I looked over at one point and Darren had Sammy (5 yrs) on his lap and
in his arms. He held him for an hour.
Anyway....I am still crying so I am going to stop writing. It is
almost time for teaching. I can hear the boys' basketball bouncing.
Brother Paul is going to personally drive us to Nairobi (Andy-- he
also know Dennis Lee very well), and we have been invited to stay at
the Brother's house there for the night and Paul will drive us to the
airport tomorrow. I feel incredibly blessed by the generosity and
protection my friends here have shown us.
Love.
Hannah,
ReplyDeleteI want to send my deepest condolences on your unfortunate and untimely loss. As I learned with the loss of my best friend several years ago that we need to let go and let God. I now know my friend is in a better place awaiting my arrival as is your friend. God is a good God and wants us to understand that the flesh is suppose to shed but the soul will live on forever. Your tears represents two things. Your thoughts of never seeing the flesh of your friend but you also cry because of unknowing JOY. Joy that your friend will forever be out of harms way, and will forever be able to see what you are doing, and not to mention now you don't need a phone or phone number to call and speak to him. God is good. All angels must report for duty at some point in time and now its time for him to work for God... Once again sorry for your loss.
On another note, I am so happy with the stories we are reading from these blogs. This is such an eye opening trip for us who are still at home. I am so moved by your patience and understanding with the children. You will forever be remembered for your humanitarian heart and soul. I thank you for your spirit being connected to Kahlil his mother and I. You are loved by many and we share in your joy and pain on this trip. My thoughts and prayers are with you and all the boys. Until the next post. Peace, Andy