Big News Revealed!!!

Our lives are a lot like a book.

There’s a beginning and an end and in between, there’s so much of a story to be told. A story can involve romance, adventure, heartache, birth, death, sadness, or happiness. Sometimes a story can involve all of these and so much more.

Most books have chapters. Our lives have chapters. It’s where one part of the story ends but the other part begins.

Our story, Sean’s and mine, is turning the page to a new chapter; a chapter that we are excited to share with you all.

At the end of the summer, our time with Transformed International (www.transformedinternational.org) will be coming to an end. There are big and great things that will be happening with TI in the next year to come but that’s not our story to tell the rest of the world.

Some may ask, “Does that mean you’re moving back to Canada?”

Our answer is, “No. God is not done with us in Kenya.”

As the door began to close with TI, another one opened with a wonderful ministry that we have grown to love. This ministry, similar to TI’s passion, takes care of and loves on the children of Kitale, Kenya.

In the fall of this year, Sean and I will be joining In Step Foundation Children’s Home (www.rehemainstep.com) as house parents. Our dear friends, Jeff & Carla Picicci, are the co-founders of the organization and have run the home, just outside of Kitale, by themselves on the ground, for years now. They have put a lot of blood, sweat and tears into this place but more than those three put together, they have poured an incredible amount of acceptance and love into the lives of the 93 children in this beautiful home.

Ninety-three children???

Yes, you read it correctly; ninety-three children. Well, right now at least. There could be 95 by next week.

All of these children have incredible stories. In most cases, the beginnings of each of their books were usually filled with sadness and brokenness. Not anymore! Each and every one of these children is being cared for and loved.

And Sean and I get to be a part of it. How amazing is that? So amazing! I can’t be thanking God enough for what He has done these past few months; for what He has done in me, in Sean and in our walk with Him.

We hope you’re excited for us because we’re REALLY excited.

We encourage you to check out In Step’s website (www.rehemainstep.com) to get yourself acquainted with it. If you are at all interested in sponsoring one of 93 children that have yet to be sponsored, please look that up on the website. Most of the children need to be sponsored; so go ahead, pick one that melts your heart and tugs at the strings.

And for those of you who love to pray for us, here’s the list:

1. In Step is building a dorm as they need to expand their space. They need approximately $50,000 in two weeks time for the building material. With rainy season having started in Kenya, they need to get the materials on site before it becomes impossible for the massive delivery trucks. Please check the In-Step website on how to donate.

a. Friends, churches, family...any amount works - $10, $100, $1000.....it all counts.

2. Sean and I are going to need medical insurance and it’s quite expensive. If you’d like to donate toward that, please let me know by emailing us at: thestewartsinafrica@gmail.com and we’ll get you the information on where to send it to.

3. Transitions are always sensitive to all involved so pray that the transition runs smoothly and that all gets accomplished.

4. And always pray for the children of Transformed International (www.transformedinternational.org) and of In Step. They are the reason why we love it here so very much!

Thank you everyone for your encouragement, wisdom and prayers. It truly means a lot to us; you have no idea. Please continue to keep an eye on our blog: www.stewartsinafrica.blogspot.com for more information, updates and random life stories. We definitely haven’t reached the end of our book yet.

Much love,

Meredith

Big News Coming Up....

Sean and I are back in Canada for a visit. We’ve been here a month now. The weather has been pretty good....and then it snowed overnight last night. Green: that’s what I want to see, and trees and flowers budding. The sweet smell of spring; I’d like to be here for it. J

Anyway....

This year, 2011, is going to mark some changes for Sean and me, big changes, changes we are excited about. And we want to share them with you.

So, if you are in the Newmarket, Ontario area, we’d like to invite you to come out and hear us share with you about what 2011 holds for Sean and me.

Date: Sunday, April 3^rd, 2011

Time: 12:30pm

Place: Newmarket Alliance Church (NAC)

1140 Gorham Street (Leslie/Mulock area)

Sean and I are also speaking that morning at our church, NAC, so if you would like to come for the morning service, it begins at 10am. We will then have lunch together and then we’ll share our news with everyone.

We hope that you can all make it. We’d love to see you.

Much love,

Meredith

A Carrot, An Egg or A Coffee Bean

You will never look at a cup of coffee the same way again.

A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved, a new one arose.

Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire. Soon the pots came to boil. In the first she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs, and in the last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil; without saying A word.

In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl.

Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl. Turning to her daughter, she asked, "Tell me what you see." "Carrots, eggs, and coffee," she replied.

Her mother brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted that they were soft. The mother then asked the daughter to take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard-boiled egg.

Finally, the mother asked the daughter to sip the coffee. The daughter smiled, as she tasted its rich aroma the daughter then asked, "What does it mean, mother?"

Her mother explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity: boiling water. Each reacted differently. The carrot went in strong, hard, and unrelenting. However, after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak. The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior, but after sitting through the boiling water, its insides became hardened. The ground coffee beans were unique, however. After they were in the boiling water, they had changed the water.

"Which are you?" she asked her daughter. "When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?

Think of this: Which am I? Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with pain and adversity do I wilt and become soft and lose my strength?

Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the heat? Did I have a fluid spirit, but after a death, a breakup, a financial hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and stiff? Does my shell look the same, but on the inside am I bitter and tough with a stiff spirit and hardened heart?

Or am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the hot water, the very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavor. If you are like the bean, when things are at their worst, you get better and change the situation around you. When the hour is the darkest and trials are their greatest, do you elevate yourself to another level? How do you handle adversity?

Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?

Time In Between

This is my heart....

It's a song by Francesca Battistelli and I've been listening to it over and over again.

Click the link below to hear the song.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ykS2ZKSzXlk

Below are the lyrics. Enjoy!

Album: My Paper Heart

Song: Time In Between

Artist: Francesca Battistelli

You were there when your Father said
Let there be light
You obeyed when He whispered
Son, You have to leave tonight
To spend nine months in a mothers womb
Three days in a borrowed tomb

(Chorus One)
But it’s the time in between
That brings me to my knees
Knowing you came for me
And all that I can't be
I'm amazed, so amazed
And I thank You for the time in between

Don't take much for this crazy world
To rob me of my peace
And the enemy of my soul
Says You’re holding out on me
So I stand here lifting empty hands
For you to fill me up again

(Chorus Two)
But it’s the time in between
That I fall down to my knees
Waiting on what You'll bring
And the things that I can't see
I know my song’s incomplete
Still I'll sing in the time in between

So many ways
Your love has saved the day
And I'm grateful for them all

(Chorus 3)
But it’s the time in between
The middle of two thieves
That says everything
It’s the reason I believe
I'm amazed, so amazed
And I thank you for the time in between
Oh Lord, I thank you for the time in between

Milka & Sabina

Our social worker, Anne, came to the staff meeting this morning, telling us of a woman that we needed to meet. This woman’s mother belongs to a friend of ours widow project in a little village called Maili Saba (Mile-ee Sa-ba). Anne was doing assessments on the widows in that area for a food distribution that we’ll be doing next week and this is where Anne met this particular woman.

The woman, the daughter, Milka, showed up to our meeting. She was dressed up for it and I could tell she was nervous about speaking to us.

Anne asked Milka to share the story of her mother, the grandmother to the children. The grandmother’s name is Sabina.

Milka said that her mother, who is seventy years old, is taking care of her grandchildren because her three sons and one daughter died of AIDs. Milka is the only remaining child for Sabina.

Sabina is thankfully living on two points of an acre of her own land and has a house that she and her grandchildren live in. Milka said that her brothers had been very hardworking men when they were alive and that they had built another home on the property as well. The children that Sabina is raising range from age seventeen years old to six months old, totalling about 18 grandchildren. This one seventy year old grandmother is raising her 18 grandchildren because all but one of her children has died of AIDs.

There is a nine year old and the six month old grandchildren that have been confirmed to be HIV+. When their father found out that he was HIV+, he went and got his children tested for it as well. The remaining grandchildren have not been tested but Milka and Sabina feel that about six to eight of the other ones are HIV+ as well.

Milka said that what they needed was 1) to be able to have all the children tested for HIV and 2) to help feed this family. She is a nurse and whenever she can find a contract job, she takes it, just so she can assist her mother and her nieces and nephews. Milka has a family of her own and yet she doesn’t want to see her extended family suffer.

As Milka spoke of her siblings who had passed away; as she spoke about her grandmother and nieces and nephews, tears would well up in her eyes. There came a point when I couldn’t look at her anymore; the tears were welling up in my eyes too. I turned away in time to have them fall down my cheeks.

And when I heard of one of the children being six months old and HIV+, I immediately looked at Sean. Could we take the baby for a little while and get him/her the proper care, nutrition, medicine that he/she needed to survive these fragile next few months? Could we take him/her PLEASE?!?!?!? We have the extra room! We’re ready for this! All these questions, hopes, possibilities kept running through my head. I want so badly, from the moment I heard about this little one, to do it.

My heart ached for Milka. I saw a strong woman, doing what she could for her mother but I also saw defeat and sadness in her eyes.

We’ll be going out there in a few weeks to assess the home and the children to see what can be done. I’ll keep you posted.

In Him,

Meredith

So sick and sad...

The MP's of Kenya want to give themselves a pay raise....a ridiculous one.

Where will it come from?

The tax payers who are their own people who can barely make ends meet on their $1/day income?

Or from the foreign aid that is supposed to help these people?

Who knows.

Read the link.

http://www.nation.co.ke/News/Not%20with%20Kenyans%20tax%20money/-/1056/950638/-/15irrod/-/index.html

A Whole Lota New....

I (Meredith) was hoping that I would be able to blog every day on this thing but the past few months have been busy with moving, TI stuff and not having internet at our new home. Thankfully, we do now!

Veronica Home

The first big exciting news is that we opened up our Veronica Home on April 30^th of this year. The Veronica Home was named after our sweet little Veronica Bahati that passed away on July 14^th, 2009 from HIV/AIDS. The Veronica Home is mainly for children that are HIV+. We currently have eight children in the home; some are not HIV+ but have been moved there from another home. We do have three children that are positive; they are: our sweet little Martin, whom you all (or at least those who have read past blogs) know about, our newest girl, Lillian and Lina.

The children have wonderful house parents that TI has been working alongside with for almost two years; we have a new aunt who the kids have immediately loved and new watchmen that are taking good care of watching over our kids.

It’s a wonderful place; the area is beautiful and it has a gorgeous view of Mount Elgon.

Stewart Home

Sean and I moved in to our new house on May 2^nd. We decided that we needed to have our home, being newly married (almost a year and a half now!). It is such the perfect place for us. It’s a four bedroom, three bathroom home that sits on a cute little compound with flowers and banana trees everywhere. We have this huge cabana made of a grass roof and straw and bamboo sides. We have a cool carport....that is empty. We hope to at least put a motorcycle in it in the future.

There is a bedroom and bathroom off to one side of the house that has its own entrance. That is where James sleeps. James used to live at Kaibeiyo Children’s Home (through Symbios), the home that Daniel and I used to work at in Eldoret a few years ago. We’ve hired him on to be our daytime watchman/gardener; it’s a job that will help him to save money for his schooling of agriculture in the next year or so.

The other side of the house has three bedrooms and two bathrooms. One room we’ve made into an office; the second room is a guest room for our friends like Nicole Jeffs (who’s coming in July) and the Stawskis...who I know will be back again soon. The third bedroom is Sean’s and mine. It has an ensuite bathroom with a nice bathtub. Yes, I love it!

It’s a new chapter in our life, having a home of our own now. It’s expensive but it’s quiet, clean and ours to come to every night.

Busy Summer

We have a crazy busy summer this year. There are four teams of people from New York State who will be housing and eating at TI. They are building a children’s home for a friend of ours over the next eight weeks. Danel, Daniel’s mom, is here to help the TI Staff with the teams.

The first team of 13 arrives this coming Saturday (26^th), then as they leave on the 10^th of July, the next group of 10 will be arriving. Then two weeks after that, team two will be leaving and team three of 17 people will be arriving. And then as team three leaves, team four of 9 people will be arriving. This team rotation all ends on August 21^st. Also during the second week of July, we have a team of 9 coming, who are with TI, for 10 days. It’s going to be a crazy few weeks during that time.

Internship Program for 2010

After the teams leave on August 21^st, we have about two weeks to relax and prepare for our 2010 Fall Interns. We have seven interns, all female, who will be a part of the three-month internship program. We have three from Ontario, Canada and the other four are from various parts of the US. We’re really excited to have these young ladies here in the fall, especially Danel and I as we get to spend time with them, grow with them, learn with them, etc. I’m really excited about it.

Ladies Bible Study

I, Meredith, am part of a weekly bible study with other missionary ladies in the Kitale area. It’s been such a wonderful time for all of us ladies. We get together each week and it’s become one of my favourite days of the week, to be around other women, sharing in our passions, our struggles, and our praises. We’ve already done two bible studies, both by Beth Moore (whom we all thoroughly enjoy) and will be starting our third Beth Moore study soon.

Man’s Nights

Sean and a group of other men in our community, get together every few weeks and a have a night together. They usually cook up some meat (and that’s all!) on the BBQ, sit back and enjoy each other’s company. It’s really been a great time for him too; it’s so important to have those times together.

Rachael

On Friday, June 18^th, I (Meredith) went to the hospital to check up on a seven year old girl, Rachael that TI has been assisting for the past few months. Rachael was visiting the section of the hospital for HIV+ people. Rachael got HIV from her parents, whom have both since died and she was being raised by her grandmother.

Rachael was a sickly girl; the “typical” girl that you would see as the poster child for starving African children on the infomercials. I’ve never seen her smile; until Friday. I was getting ready to leave and I walked over to her and told her in Swahili that she was such a beautiful girl and she did good work today here at the hospital and that I was very happy. And as she was strapped to her grandmother’s back, I leaned over and gave her a big kiss and told her that I loved her. It was then that a little smile appeared, on the corner of her mouth. I couldn’t help but beam back; Rachael had smiled.

We had made arrangements for Rachael to move in to the Veronica Home this past week. I was so excited to get her there, for her to have a swarm of brothers and sisters around her who would share things with her, make her laugh. For her to have a mother and father who would take care of her and love her instantly. For her to have a full happy belly and a warm bed to sleep in.

This is what I wanted for Rachael. But it wasn’t what God wanted....

Rachael went to be with Jesus on June 22^nd, in the afternoon.

So she now has a swarm of people, like Veronica, who are making her laugh; she has a Father who loves her more than any mother or father on earth could love her. And she is healthy, whole and loving every minute of it.

I guess this is what I wanted for Rachael....it just came in a different form.

We are saddened by her death but live in the comfort that she is not in pain anymore and that she is with our Father. Death has been such a close to home thing lately, for us, for some of you back home....but I trust in God’s peace; His love and His absolute comfort. His ways are far beyond our understanding at times but I choose to seek more of Him, to desire Him and to have faith in Him.

And so it continues....

I am hoping to become more disciplined on writing updates. Life is never boring, especially after the runaway tuk-tuk story.....which I’ll save for another blog.

Until next time,

Meredith