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Karibu Sana!

Hello again from Nairobi! Isn’t our God amazing?  I would love to tell you about the amazing memories that God has blessed me with as well as the opportunity to serve our Lord God.

While being here God has changed me.  I know that many missionaries come with a purpose, and may ride in on a white horse to change the world. What ends up happening though is that the “missionary” who gave apart of their own time (not easy for me, as many of you know) is changed profoundly. We have the blessing of serving and by seeing the faces of the people we learn to adapt to their culture, and after a few days we get past the language barrier by acquiring a few expressions that make us sound not so foreign.  Haburi (hello), Asante Sana (Thank you), Salama Sana (Good night)…..and so on.

Let me tell you friends what I have been up to this past week as I have not been able to access internet. My computer would not download pictures, because my usb broke. My battery is depleted and wont charge; the outlets used here in Kenya are 210….We use 110, so I would need a very heavy adapter. This is just the beginning of my complicated use of technology, so sorry that I have not been able to upload pictures, but that now has changed. I made it after a long week of servant hood to the internet café, and I’m happy as a lil’ clam to take some time and reflect and share what God has been doing.

Upon my third day, a team of people arrived from Lighthouse Christian church that is located in Bellevue Washington. It was that day I found out that what I had originally planned for my mission trip, changed a bit as per Mike. So, I went with the flow….and golly was I ever blessed.

Our first day we went to the Nest Orphanage, where we met the children who were staying in a very nice orphanage in the country side of East Africa in a city called Limuru. I enjoyed the drive as we swerved donkey carts, and many, many people who walk everywhere they go. Having a car is a privileged in Kenya, as gas is at over 1,000 shillings here. That translates into about 7.00 a gallon in the United States. The team from lighthouse  brought school supplies and beads to make necklaces with the children.  I met George that day. (posted photo) He and I were connected as bead by bead we began to have a small conversation….suprisingly he knew English and quite well, He really loved the color red, so that was the goal of our cross necklace, to pile on as much red as possible J He was so sweet. I shall never forget George and how he and the baby I held after her nap Veronica just captured my heart. 

We began our week in Chapel, at the church the Hyodo family attends not far from where I am staying in Runda Estates (which is located next to the United States Embassy as well as the, U.N.). The sermon half in English half in Kiswhalli, was absolutely a huge blessing and I went away praising our Lord.  I felt  refreshed, and rejuvenated.  We then changed our clothes the “team” and I and Mike took us to meet Pastor Mike Adipo in the Kawangare slum  at the Smart Cathedral.  Literally after stepping out of the car, we set our hands to work.  We began to dig hole posts to for framing the new Sunday school class room.  I got to dig my hole using a maschedie (ponga ).  Kenyan soil is very red, a beautiful red, but very red. We sawed the logs and made the frame for the new Sunday school in about 4 hours. It was amazing, Upon our return this past Sunday, we were blessed with our friend Joshua (foreman) who pretty much can do anything (in photo) leading worship. Where once red African soil was now there was a very large classroom for use to God’s glory.  R.E.S.U.L.T.S!

Monday…. Came and it was such a hurried past few days, but at 7 am Mike and I bolted out the door, scrubbed up and ready for our Dental Outreach in South C Clinic lead by Dr. Frederic Mungai and his staff Grace, Tabby, Irene, and Pastor Paul Sitati. While Cindy, Dr. Mike and I were getting patients in and out without a moments rest, our team from Lighthouse managed to paint the entire first floor of the South C Clinic. It looked very steril and nice when we left. You all amazed me! Today was also my first experience with a true East African meal, prepared by our staff.  I ate a lot of Skumu Wiki, which literally translates into “Push the Wick”.  ALL Africans eat this as it very inexpensive.  We saw a lot of patients that day, and because Cindy from the Lighthouse team is an expanded function Hygienist she and I worked on several anterior cases that were in dire need of restoration. Let me say this to all my friends back at Stanwood Dental Care.  You would not believe how beautiful our office is. How blessed we ALL are to work for such amazing, efficient doctors. It’s amazing what America can offer as far as patient care is concerned. I know after that day of teaching Dr. Mungai’s staff how to properly suction, and pass instruments they were well on their way to becoming more effective to their Dr. It was very rewarding, and I’m just barely out  of Dental  School. Blessed. Also,  I miss you all very much!

Our clinics lasted the next three days. Tuesday we packed ALL our supplies, and chairs to visit Pastor Tobias Nyamwaya, along with our friends at AMREF a large NGO group in Kenya who test for HIV/AIDS and counseling as well as many other  clinic needs for the people. During a torrential down pour that lasted from Monday thru Wednesday, and MANY power outages we served, served and rolled up our sleeves to serve some more. I actually tried to cure an MOD composite on posterior 30, with a flashlight, oh if Dr. Lee or Dr. Shawn could have seen it.  We saw over 400 patients in the three days we worked. We worked unto the Lord and it was very tiring, but very fulfilling at days end. During the service that morning I was told that 8 people were also lead to the Lord and now are serving Christ in Kenya. How cool is that?

Thursday  was a tear jerker for me. The reality finally hit me about the places I had seen the mud/poo on my work boots the garbage that is piled in the streets and set fire too will be a smell I wont forget. In America the simplicity of a garbage man or the running water that you can brush your teeth with.  We circled up for prayer and walked almost a half an hour into the Kwan-Jenga slum to visit and feed the children of the school. While we walked I noticed we all seemed to go from laughing and care-free to somber and somewhat reflective as we passed by vendors and markets filled with flies as we literally stepped in garbage and human waste. The smell was horrible. We finally reached the school and were greeted by Pastor James Kairuki . We were able to bless the children with school supplies and feminine hygiene products for the class 8 young women. (8^th grade)

During our time there, I fell in love with two little girls. Their names were Sodoco, and Naomi. Naomi was only 4 and was very shy, but she loved Jesus. Her mom was there showing us how to prepare the corn maize and beans in the biggest pot I’ve ever seen, and then her and I (after she warmed up to me)…which took about an hours game of tag. (photo) her and I and the team passed out all 8^th grade children’s lunches. All the girls curtsied as they got their meal, and then they would say. Thank you very much! It was so precious. (photo)

It was after lunch that the classes for the rest of the day were canceled in order for each grade to perform for us a thank you for coming. It was amazing. I have a lot of video from this…if y’all want to see. They preformed skits from the Prodigal Son to native African dances. We were blessed. God was there and they all love Jesus very much. You can see it in their faces. J

…..later that night we toured a factory/gift shop/ eatery, but the name of Amani Ya Juu.  These fine young women have created such a powerful company in Kenya that my friend and I from the team have decided to help continue their efforts as we return to the states. In this facility women come from all over Africa. They are taught the arts of knitting/sewing/marketing/dye lotting/etc…and also break for devotions each day to honor God…The grounds are very beautiful and manicured, and the gift shop. Incredible! It was a treat to see such beauty after such a rough day in the slums.

Friday we began our trek into another slum. Each day Mike brought us to see an even worse situation than the day prior, and each day my heart was touched differently. We visited Mathare slum where we met Pastor Benedict Kiage. Here we introduced ourselves, and talked to the children. Everywhere you go in Africa the children (esp. in the slums) will yell “how are yoooooouuuu?” and its great every time you hear their little voices, what’s even better when Munzungoos (foreigners/white people) speak Kiswahili back to them. They look very happy to see you.

The children here as in all school wear uniforms. Let me rephrase this. They wear colors of the school. Either torn tattered sweaters or torn and tattered skirts. Yet they all are in uniform with the colors. This is true of all east African schools. During our time here we toured the church that was torn and literally burned from the Unrest that occurred here last year leaving millions of people displaced and here is a statistic that Mike shared with me. Not ONE mosque or temple was vandalized or touched. Only Christian faith churches and many are still gone today. 

The children at this school we found out had already had their porridge breakfast, made in a kitchen that well, rats were living in, outside of a trench of garbage and waste. We later found out that the children; some of them would not eat today, outside of the porridge because of lack of money. So…… we were able to donate to them a total of two weeks worth of corn maize, beans, salt, and coal to make these hungry children lunches. We are also going to be sponsoring them from back in Washington as well. I’m so stinking proud of that moment.  Pastor Benedict didn’t know what to do when we handed him the money, and with a tear in his eye he said. Asante.

Is not our God a faithful God?

Saturday…we trekked over to see Pastor Paul Sitati, our dear friend and he invited us to the South B slum, to visit his church. (photo)

Here we worshiped as we tried to set up our film about Jesus and were not able to, so we each shared about why we were there. When it was my turn God gave me the scripture Romans 10   and so…it says we should come to know Jesus by surrendering our life to him and thru him we shall be saved. It was during my time to talk, that I paused looked out into the faces of what they call a church, and God showed up. He was there. In the people, desperate some so much that a young man by the name of Justice came up to me afterward with a new Christian pamphlet we handed out and said. How can I go to America where life is better? How can I get out of Africa? For the next two hours he and I as well as my new friend  Wilson talked about Jesus. How he changes situations, how he may be black and I may be white, but there is NO difference between he and I. NONE! It was amazing how many people got saved that night, how many women and young babies, how we were able to feed them, and when we left in the pitch black of night….I was not afraid. Dr. Mungai had my hand and as it were more safe that way. I was changed that night. I was different somehow.  Bona seefee weh! (PRAISE THE LORD!)

*Thanks to Shaddie and Kevin for keeping me near them on our way out of their that night. Much appreciated.

 I must also mention that the other young man, Wilson who scooted near me and and told me that he had to stop going to school because his mother is ill and he has twin baby sisters to take care of and cannot afford it has lost his passion now for football and he is very disappointed. Thanks to Dr. Mungai ..he is going to help fund this 16year olds bright future and kind heart. He never really looked me in the eye except when I gave him my email, I got his and said. YOU are going to do something amazing with your life! He also gave his life to Jesus that night.  Bona Seefee weh!

Saturday we finished up our project at Pastor Mike Adipos at the Smart Cathedral and Sunday we returned to dedicate it to the church.  It was AWESOME!!!!!! An entire new Sunday school built on faith…!

Now…for some fun!

Monday night to Wednesday our team went to the Fig tree camp about 6 hours from Nairobi. Let me tell you now.. be thankful for the roads in America. For some of you may never experience what I did today. CRAZY!!!!!!! Our day and a half on Safari in the Maasai Mara national reserve was exquisite. We saw lion and elephants and zebra …oh my!  (photo)

The team is now on their way back to Washington please pray for traveling mercies. Thanks J …and yes as we ate dinner tonight with the team I ate crocodile…which we saw on safari!

For  the rest of my time here I will be serving in the afternoons at the Nest halfway house tending to the 15 babies in the orphanage, loving and feeding, bathing and changing diapers.

I want you all to know that our Lord is faithful, that he loves HIS people and wants us to share our faith.. So, my challenge to you is this. Go share Jesus with someone you don’t know today. It WILL change their life. Go plant a seed !

In His service,

Cheyla  Lynae Breedlove

Salama Sana (goodnight from Kenya)

Africa

Here in Africa… the pain is severe. The real hurt of lost love, and abandonment come close to home. They all hit me as I look at the faces of the people Im serving in Christs name.  I have been in a trying state the past few days. You all know who you are. Im being pulled by my mission of God, by my selfish, have it now humanness, my love, my hate, my friends, my family, those uncertain of my decisions. Those who have begun to understand that God moves mountains.  I went home from the second day of our dental clinic exhausted emotionally, physically and spiritually. The women who work at Dr. Mungais office in South C have been my responsibility and I have been blessed to teach them “American  dental assisting”. Its been a blessing and I’m excited to see them blossom.

Blossom that’s a great word… blossom.  I have to camp there a moment. I too have been faced with a challenge before me and it means that I see the task before me and right now..Im focused, but not as you think. I regrouped today. I’m serving in Africa. All of this other “stuff” will be held in God’s precious hands.

We finished our third day of dental camps and I went away having served over 100 people today, and we think we have it bad at SDC. WE worked for our Lord. Many came to Lord and my heart was so overwhelmed with Joy that I forgot about all my shortcoming (those I have been bombared with, the past few days)  These people Need our Lord, so for you reading this. Im here to serve.  I feel as Nehemiah building the wall. “Im not coming down until the work is finished.”  That is my resolve.

Bloom where your planted.  I have loved the faces of those beautiful people, giving them a chance to get out of the pain affecting their lives. You all will never understand the beauty of Americas roads. Dr. Mike and I discussed our greatfulness on our way home tonight. We as Americans are so content in our bubble we get to a place we feel as though God can’t use us, but you know what? He can! He wants to… Are you willing? To be broken, have no way to communicate, be humbled, be able to realize God may want to “tweak” you a bit more? Can you really give it all up? All possessions? Just a thought.

We will be going tomorrow to serve again in Kwan Jenga slum. To pass out what we can to those in need. I know my mascara does not stand a chance as my heart is flooded with poverty and helplessness, I want to love them. Hug them. Smile at these, God’s children.

Did you know that here in Africa, the women don’t have the money a lot  of them to buy panties, so they don’t have appropriate feminine hygiene products, and a lot of the girls drop out of school due to their periods.  What if? As a church body we gather those “needs” and ship them to Africa? Just a thought.  Would you be willing to help?

I pray this finds you and finds you well, my dearest friends.

Grace of the Lord Jesus be with you all.

Cheyla Lynae Breedlove

Nest Orphange

Lost in Heathrow!

Greetings my family in Christ!

Here I am in Nairobi Kenya. It has been quite an adventure and wanted to first let you all know how much I LOVE JESUS! He is so very profound in how deep His love for us really is. I mean I’m sitting here after 5 years and much, much planning these past few weeks in an internet cafe thinking about the day I just had. Today after resting much of yesterday from Jet lag at the Hyodo residence (which is beautiful) I got to go the Village market and shop with Trish and then to visit and hold babies at the Nest orphanage. Baby Lucas was sure a sweet gift to play with today. I wanted to let you all know that the internet is quite sketchy and I will try my very best to get here and post for all of you whom are following my journey with Jesus.

We are expecting the Lighthouse mission team with WMI to arrive Saturday and we will be so very busy in the following week. We have painting at the South C Dental clinic, and travels to the Massair slum to minister and preach the gospel. I too will be speaking, I find myself marveling at all God has done to get me here. I’m reminded of How loving our God is. How he went to a tree and hung there not only for the Americans but ALL! I think and have been reminded that these are all God’s people, for me to love on them is my greatest blessing.

 ”She was there in HIS will and she knew that HIS will would never take her where HIS presence could not sustain her.”

I love you all.

Cheyla Breedlove

P.S. Hello Stanwood gals:)

Today, I awoke and it was beautiful outside, and on clear days  you can see Mt. Rainier so perfectly clear as I made the trek to class. I have had just overwhelming Joy today.. Just filled to the brim, my cup runneth over. To be a Valentine of the most high that is what it’s really about. That Jesus died that horribly painful death, for us* He loves us that much.

DTS.. Discipleship Training School. Thoughts and needed prayer, feeling a huge change in what God is about to do in my life. I’m looking at several options right now and want to stay in God’s perfect will. Do I sell my car, send out sponsor letters…?! I just don’t know, but know that wherever I go I will use my photography and Dental Assisting to take HIS Gospel to the end’s of the earth.

For y’all who have never really suffered a true and intense anxiety attack, let me tell you how super fun they are… and also reasure you that lucifer himself just looooves to attack God’s kiddos when they are digin’ in deep and fast. How do I know this? It happened to me today, and yesterday. Yesterday was quite mild compared to today though.

So, the point is.. without all the ugly details. My entire day.. not lost. I got back on the horse, rebuked lucifer and went on to work. With extreme joy and thankful for the trials God put in my path.

Thanks to my sis and mom.. and my petey who love and pray for me when it gets sketchy.

I believe that God  only gives three answers to prayer:   1. “Yes!  2. “Not yet.”   3. “I have something better in mind.” You maybe going through a tough time right now but God is getting ready  to bless you in a way that you cannot imagine. I suppose I’m the type of person who wants to results, now! It has always been something that I have struggled to maintain a positive focus and correct balance between. Am I struggling with that now, yes! I have a huge task in front of me this situation is the precursor to the rest of my life. The time will pass, as Karen said why not be closer to who you want to be at the end of it. *Steller advice. Love you Karen. I have said so often that I want to be in the center of God’s will for my life so I’m trying not to be the “Cheyla” I know that I can be and relinquish control back to the Lord. This as you know is noteasy. I don’t know what next this year holds for me. It was almost like a flash, I had this life starting to take shape with Todd, and then God showed up! He gave me the insight to what I had been feeling and had not shared, as desperatly as I want a family and children, that beautiful log cabin nesteled in the wilderness somewhere. I realized that I did need God to interveen in my life. He has been listening to the desires of my heart and as the words pour out from me now, I realize that I am imperfect and the childish things now must end. I wanted to get married in October, but I knew it was too soon. For both of us. I knew that the healing that Ineed ed was not complete. So, he made a decision that at first I did not agree with. When we hold something so tightly and God has to physically pry it from our hands that hurts. We set people up on these pristine glass pedestals, and we begin to resent what it is that they are not doing.. we begin to see things (situations) that are not there. That’s the cunning one. mr. lucifer himself. His tricky ways that so easily entangle us. Does my heart hurt that the man I love more than I have ever loved another one of God’s most precious children is deadly silent and the miles that seperate us seem to be unbridgeable? one answer yes! I love you Mr. Adams. I know that the roads we begin to pave start with good intentions. Honesty, loyalty, brokeness, joy, and finally someone who you are not looking for turns out to be more than you ever thought your heart could love. I ran back to God. I litterally ran, after the pain. I said.. now! You have my full attention. You needed that from me. You needed for me to get out and make my own way. BE STRONG. Refine my coping skills, and finally make me into the women of virtue (proverbs) that I desire to be. To finally get a hold of the sin nature that has held me for so long. God and I are breaking that bondage. If you love me at all, then you will understand. I belive that God is in the restoration business, He wants His children, actively following him to be broken, to finally understand that it takes a true love that makes a fool of us. To get us to that point of recognizing God’s deeper love for us. We can’t change people. They have to want to change themselves. My desires for me would be that you see that I have a misson, I have to accomplish great works for this kingdom, the one we don’t see everyday.  Using what God has woven into me, and needing me to be obedient, just as this move was. I said to you once. “I don’t have  good feeling about this,” You replied. I’m not giving up us. I believed you. That pain is real. You know how my fear of abandoment has shaped to some degee who I am. I don’t like to see the backs of peoples head that I love. Yet, now, that I see what my purpose is… it was never in you. It was because of you that I needed to step out in Faith, and you may be walking a different road than me today, but I have hope, I have faith, that I love you. I’m not giving up this easily, but just like you re-focus on Jesus. He is where I found myself these past weeks. My God is bigger than this. God wants my heart, my whole heart, the heart that loves Adams, but he can’t do His will in my life untill he had it. Whoo that is so pivitol. On our search for significance we get swept away in what ‘others’ see, about us. Their perceptions are tainted, and similiar to that of a kelidelscope. Interpreting our lives from a limited perspective, it is in that I see God. I realize, my worth does NOT depend on whether some man wants to give up, its too hard, or that we don’t deal with the sin so easily entagling us that the (sin) finally catches up with us. It will catch up with you!! I say because the holy spirit that God gave us and is alive in me today needs y’all  to know that it’s only a matter of time before we realize our deepest desires will NEVERbe fullfilled until we are whole, healthy and healed from our past wounds, mistakes, and be humble enough to admit fault. It was on a drive back from Applegate Christian Fellowship that I saw a life begin again. I pray as it is all I can do, that you don’t let that tendency to give up define who you become. I know we both struggle in that dark area. We have tried so long to earn the affection, appreciation of parents, and have failed, or thought we failed. God is just, he gives and takes away. I know for me, that I have been on this vicious cycle for so long, and its time to see that its the moment that we regret in life are the chances we don’t take, to hold someone with loose hands, takes more courage than it does to love them whilst they are next to you. After so many poor choices we begin to underestimate our ability to make a good decision. I don’t regret that I moved to Washington. I don’t regret my love for Todd, Those moments are a part of me, just as much as the blood flowing through my veins. I don’t know what the future holds but I know who holds the future. Blessings Abundant, Chey

The days’ reflection

Upon a discovery of self  I have discovered my worth in so many other ways than I had believed were in me. I have this amazing inner strength that just seems to be getting stronger and more durable. I had a huge break thru two nights ago when finally I got an opportunity to  get out of my heart the real reason I feel that nobody in my family understands what it must be like to want a family at my age and to be a women so desiring, yet I know through my walk with the Lord, He is changing me from Glory to Glory. I’m not the same as I once was. Praise the Lord. It came as such a relief and blessing that thru these unsighly season for me, that my own Mother said she was proud of me and could see the Lords maturity in me and my walk alongside him this affirmation was long overdue and I felt the Blessings!~  God has a way of touching  me to the very fiber of my being, like no other human being can and since I desire for this blog to be my journal to Him, I will say that I felt the words long before you began your discipline. I am here for a purpose. I have always been as you know Lord the constant disciple to you, yet I have been the doubting Thomas at times as well.  I know that I may not have always been the prime example of walking out my faith, but I believe in God’s mercy and grace. I believe in your redemption of peoples faith and their shame, into restoration. I hope that I have served you well, but I must confess upon reflection that I have hurt another one of your children. I have an amazing friend in Christ that I want n0thing more than to set right the record with and say, “I’m sorry”. I pray for that opportunity this year.

You know the situations dear Lord that are plaguing me. The love that I feel so empty without. Yet, I know that it begins with me loving you, ONLY YOU~! You desire that relationship with me and as I meditate on what  the pastor said to me today I must 1) Reflect on your faith and 2) Reflect on your Faith-fullness to me. You see, I must get it right this time. I have been at one lashing short of death, I have tested you till the 39th lashing. I don’t want to feel this sin, this death! I feel it’s time for a complete over-haul, the one that I made this move for the desire has been there for so long. I want to be set apart translated as Holy meaning as “set apart” I confess that the sin nature in me is what I refuse to allow to control me anylonger! PURITY!!!! Lord, I will do as you asked and begin the book you have placed on my heart   What title would you give it? I want the young women who struggle with the sin nature as I have for so long to be “set free”.

Hebrews 12 4:-7

In your struggle against sin, you have not yet resisted to the point of shedding your blood. And you have forgotten that word of encouragement that addresses you as sons:

“My son, do not make light of the Lord’s discipline, and do not lose heart when he rebukes you, because the Lord disciplines those he loves, and he punishes everyone he accepts as a son.’ Endure hardship as discipline.

This I pray will be the precursor of my books’ depth of soul search for young women.  I have this love that spans such a depth for young women, and have always. May I now focus my attention to you upon this new season of my life and in the new year of 2008.