Fishers of Men

I can hear the singing and pulsing drumbeats as the van pulls up next to the small tin building at the end of a long and winding dirt road. The grass crunches beneath my dusty shoes as I jump down, raising a hand to my eyes to block out some of the glare of the…

JAMBO!

That’s hello from Kenya! Our time arrived safely last Friday evening along with all our luggage. It was a very long travel time of two 8 hour flights with a 3 hour layover in Amsterdam airport. We were warmly greeted by our Kenyan hosts and taken to our accommodations for the evening. We unpacked a…

The Night Before the Plunge

My room is a mess. I’m sitting in the small space on my bed not taken up with camera equipment, protein bars, clothes, shoes, books, and other miscellaneous supplies. If not for the somewhat organized chaos and my full suitcase downstairs, I would not believe that I’m getting up tomorrow and boarding a plane to…