Final thoughts from Rachel Jewett

I was blessed to have the opportunity to return to Kenya for the second time this year.  And once again, God opened my eyes to a group of people who seek Him for everything and find so much comfort in knowing that He is walking with them every step of the way.  

At the camp the second week, we split up into all guys and all girls, and tried to offer insight on forgiveness and reconciliation.  God began breaking down walls that these teenage girls have built up for so many years around their hearts.  As girls began to share pieces of their life stories about being raped, abused, not having money for school, and being homeless, I looked around and the entire group of girls were crying.  They could ALL relate.  They were able to see that they weren't alone.  The walls were coming down.  Finally.  We weren't able to fix anything.  We weren't able to say anything to make their situations better.  All we could do was pray.  And honestly, I think that's all they were looking for from us.  They just wanted someone to listen, and someone to pray.  We gave them the opportunity the next day to begin to forgive the people in their lives who have hurt them.  They spread out and began to pray for the strength to do this.  It

 was amazing to see each of them take steps towards healing.

It's so easy to come back and get into our daily routines, and get caught up in the things of "our" world.  As they left on Friday, several came up and said to me, "Please don't forget me.  Please pray for me and my family."  

I pray I don't forget.  I pray that their stories and their faces never leave my mind.  And I pray that their circumstances and struggles will be a reminder of God's faithfulness as He continues to care for His people.