October 2011

It was a cold dark night when the children of Fountain of Life were awakened to the sounds of heavy equipment. Banging on the door was a developer who had claim to the land and wanted to evict the children’s home. He chose the middle of the night to start his work to avoid the [ . . . ]

On one of our visits to the slums of Mombasa we visited a rather meager looking orphanage. The matron had the sweetest heart and it was clear that she gave everything she had to the children. As she showed us around the home it was evident  that they had only the barest of necessities. She [ . . . ]