I am living in the work center for LHF in Africa. The compound contains 4 buildings all made of heavy concrete blocks. 2 of them are rented to others (by the owner, LIA is only a renter here) , one is the Director's house (Pr James May), and the biggest is the work center. There are meeting rooms, a chapel, offices, kitchen, laundry, and room for 15 guests (or as planned, 15 students). The climate is high plateau, cool and this is the rainy season, so flowers are everywhere.

Tall trees are all around, eucalyptus, along with various shorter kinds I don't know the names of - although some are covered with flowers. the compound is surrounded by a barbed wire fence completely overgrown by a hedge. There are several hedges inside as well, dividing the various grounds. One set of hedges is composed of "lanteria" which I know as a short annual (in St. Louis) but which here is grows much larger than even a climbing rose. I am told it kills tomatoes if they are planted close to each other. Other hedges are made of bougainvillea. If trimmed constantly it holds the form the gardener wants; otherwise it can grow up into a tree, essentially crowding out the tree. Those here are well trimmed, with several different color flowers.

The Mays have a pair of German Shepherds to guard their part of the compound. They are a brown variety, but quite large. They are friendly enough with me though. The Shepherds had nine puppies this spring. 4 are left. People here want the males as they are thought to be better protectors, although the females are more oriented to actually protecting (probably their puppies).

Today we went to see how the immigration authorities worked. I was impressed with their professionalism and the quiet competence with which they checked stories. Pr May had been accused of everything except barratry- including money laundering and international terrorism. He let me accompany him and one of his assistants to the office, where the officials read the letters against him, noted the inconsistencies within the letter and took a statement from him that he was not such a person. He needs to see his lawyer about bringing suit against the person saying these lies.

In the afternoon, we traveled through the fresh red mud (girls of the world, arise! Perfect mud pie material, all over the road). At times we slipped slidewise, twice being sideways on the road. When the mud was missing, the road was over rugged rocks. Eventually, we reached the Lutheran Maasai school. The Maasai are internal refugees, having lost all their animals through 4 years of drought. The government negotiated a place for them here, on land made available locally with help in learning to farm.

The school has about 60 children (apparently all 7 or under) with two young women for teachers. This year the Mays bought the school 3 blackboards, a large plywood divider for the school (to allow 2 classes), and books for the teachers. Supplies (books, paper, etc) for all the students would cost $150 a trimester. If anyone would like to help, you can contribute through http://www.lutheransinafrica.com/. These people are grateful to the LORD and eager to improve their children. If you don't like Church Missions, here is a chance to simply help some children in the world.

This afternoon I was able to talk to Mother (who happens to be Karen) for about an hour. She has time because Rolph is still home before he starts work. Oh, and congratulations Rolph on completing your coursework and your exam. Looking forward to seeing everyone soon.