Anxiety 101
Why do I get anxious when my “plans” fall through? Am I holding on to tight? How can I keep from feeling all tied up in knots?
When I leave the house in disarray it freaks me and then I get mad at him for the stupid lil stuff. Why do I do that? Why too do I not care at other times? Chemical embalance? Wife shortcoming syndrom, not a good enough mom emmulator? Erg!! I really frustrate myself. I loathe the fast paced heart and lonliness and often times the time it takes to relax. Deliverance.
Chey

Today, again I found myself reverting to “old tactics” of a once crumbled life. It seems to me however good we may think we are doing or congratulate ourselves on coming along we goof up again. I hate my “crummy old ways and tactics” they hurt people I love. They tear and break down. It’s not me I repeat again in my head. Annnd all that work is un ravelved by the toungue and temper of me the mighty flesh ridden Christen girl.
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Hi.

thought i would share such an amazing journey this past year in less than a paragraph. Went to Africa as a dental assistant missionary for a month, came home to Oregon, got married to an amazing man, moved to an island in the pacific northwest, have been working as a dental assistant, and NOW.. openend my business officially after 6 years… studio and all.. Breedlove Photography is born. God is soo faithful.

more on the way…

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)

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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

Dearest Friends and Family,

I feel for the very first time since getting here the pull of the enemy against our very souls. We are in a battle for life and death. Amongst my own life’s comings and goings I feel torn and yet worn a bit in the  past day. Keep in your prayers, for all is well within my soul and it is the eternal  life we strive to aim and keep for Christs kingdom. What we see here is temporal. It is the lives of those lost, forgotten and somehow misplaced that I desire to reach.  Today I found myself greatly privileged to serve at the Nest Orphanage.  The children sang songs and danced East African dances. They live in joy despite their surroundings and as the children run alongside the car in Lemuru, yelling “how are you” blesses your soul for the joy of the Lord is found in their faces.

Today we will be going to a church in another slum to build a classroom in the slum of about 500,000 people meeting with Mike Adipo whom is the pastor of  The Smart Cathedral.  Tomorrow I will be scrubbing up to start our dental clinics.! Praise the Lord. For he is doing such amazing work in me and here in Africa.

The Hyodo family has been such a huge blessing to me and I’m proud to report that they are reaching souls for Jesus.  Staying here in their home has been very kind to me. It feels like America. I have quite nice quarters and a very nice warm hot shower. This is foreign I know for some missionaries, So, I give great thanks to the Lord about for their hospitality. It was laid on my heart that I too would like to host missionaries as they pass thru. We (missionaries) are stretched as I know I have been already beginning at home and now even here. Truth of Gods gracious favors and thanks to those of you faithfully praying for I have adjusted well to the time difference and have not been ill .

Sunday here at the Karura Community Chapel, was filled with blessed anointing and I really got into the Kiswahili  worship as well as American favorites. The pastor was preaching over Isaiah 54 and in Ephesians 5.  Let me tell you know, I was like a kid in a candy shop. These people, sure know how to praise our Lord and Saviour. Tent revival, soul saving, bible believing Christians! The south has nothing on them. I too have that on video as well as some amazing musicians.

 The work of our hands may it be pleasing unto our master as we serve. That is my prayer.

I know I would love to upload photos on each blog, but the internet is difficult and slow to come by. So, I will post photos upon my next trip to the Village Market here in Runda Estates where Im living. I pray that each photo brings you joy that God is in all things in all Lands and in all people.

May the Grace of the Lord be with you.

Cheyla  Lynae Breedlove

Romans 8:28 For we know all things work together for the good of those who love him and are called according to His purposes.

In HIS service

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.