One of my favorite memories was church service .The children's home was very blessed to have a small cement building for services .There was no air ,no deodorant:) ,and only half of the people had chairs to sit it....but the spirit of God was there in a powerful way. They don't just use there voices to worship but there whole bodies.You could tell we were baptists standing awkwardly in the back . At the end of the service ,they were so happy ....praising The Lord that they received enough tithes that day to buy more chairs.
When we arrived back home there was almost a panic even among churches about this terrible recession we were in... And I wished that they could spend a day with these beautiful Kenyan people who had nothing...but they had everything they needed.
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That;s some soulful worship! So glad you guys finally made it! Need any help from a crazy blonde woman and her crazy blonde son? Its bloody about time we put our talents together!
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