What's your stone?

He has risen!!!!!!! So it's Easter Sunday and it has been quite the day! First we woke up with no electricity because of the heavy rain last night, which meant my army shirt wasn't ironed! Oh well! Lol. We were picked up by Richard to go for breakfast at the officers house at Mathare Corps. When we arrived we were welcomed warmly and with fried eggs! This was exciting for me as we had started expecting hard boiled eggs as a part of the typical Kenyan breakfast.


We went in for the meeting. I didn't really know what to expect as I have learnt that no army corps is like another. The first thing I noticed was how beautifully decorated the church was. It looked like it was bursting with life and joy! I am pretty sure that the meeting was running one hour behind. But that's just the African way I think. We were blessed by presentations from various groups within the corps; the youth dancers, junior gospel dancers, songsters,the home league timbrels and the praise and worship. My favourite of all these by far was the junior gospel dancers. Such an inspiration! Boys and girls genuinely enjoying worshiping God through dance. There was this one little boy at the front who was putting his all into it, bright smile from start to finish. It made me so happy to see these children so into their worship. They are the future of the church!

Carol gave an amazing Easter Sunday sermon. What I took from it was the concept of the stone that covered Jesus' tomb as things in our lives that keep us from moving on in our faith. We all have things that we put before God and we 'put Jesus into the tomb' and we don't include him in our issues. We need to bring our problems to Jesus and roll away the stone that separates us from Him.

After the meeting we had lunch at the officers' house, which was lovely! I also spoke to a lady who had a cute little 5month old baby boy. His name was Peter and he is definitely the most calm baby I have ever met. Bless him! He slept through the meeting and woke up near the end and was just sat in his mothers arms with the most beautiful smile. As i LOVE little babies the mother let me hold him! I will remember him in my prayers as he is growing up in Mathare Slum which isn't the best place for anyone to live,much less a little baby. Praying for blessings on his life.

We left and went to Kabete Children's home for a fun day. We had finger painting, face painting, football, colouring and many other fun activities. The children all got very involved in the activities and appeared to be thoroughly enjoying themselves. I was mainly involved with the younger children, we played with building blocks and did a lot of colouring in sheets. There was this one little boy, Mikey, he really enjoyed his colouring! He spent like an hour on just one picture and had this focused smile on his face. When he was finished he showed me his picture with such a proud smile on his face! Beautiful little boy. I felt blessed by the passion this little boy had for his art! I pray that he has a bright future ahead and that God will open many doors for him!

All in all today was an amazing day! Stay blessed and may you have the courage to roll away the stones in your lives!
Much Love, Nyasha