All the poor and powerless.

The drive in was pretty rough. Lots of long drops and high hills, car sickness was just one road bump away. All dirt roads and lots of praising Jesus for four heel drive.

It wasn’t until we got out of the car that we understand the beauty of what we had just driven with. With mountains in the distance and Lake Naivasha in view, we took in all of God’s creation. The hour of bumpy roads and stomach dropping hills was all worth it.

The views were incredible but only because we hadn’t even reached our real destination just yet.

When we pulled up to Monica’s house, we were once again greeted with a beautiful sunset view and fields all around us. Panoramic pictures were invented for sites like this.


Around the corner of the the maize fields was Monica’s small house. We said hello to her bunnies and greeted some of the other children that lived on her property.

We were visiting Monica that day because she is the grandmother of two of our orphanage girls, she was their mother and their provider for so long – we wanted to see her and love on her and just visit her.

She greeted us with no shoes on, a few teeth missing, and a heart full of love. No one spoke the same language but her hug was warmer than Texas on a hot summer day.

She walked with grace as she invited us into her small home, only by an architect’s standards – her house was a mansion in the kingdom of Heaven. Truly filled with God’s splendor, we just couldn’t see it.


While all 16 of piled into her house, my heart was burdened with the question – why Jesus? Why does she get this and I get something else? She truly deserves more. Raising orphans on her own and getting no credit for it? Give her more.

And Jesus so sweetly reminded me that while education, success, and a full belly are signs of a good life in the world – His standards are different.

That even if someone has never learned the alphabet, earned any money, or eaten a full meal – Jesus is still there. He is in the good and in the material “bad”. That He came to rescue all and that all will have justice.

There will be justice for the needy and the broken, it may not be on earth, beloved, but it will happen.
“Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.

Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.

Blessed are the meek, for they will inherit the earth.

Blessed are those who hunger and thirst after righteousness,

for they will be filled.

Blessed are the merciful, for they shall be shown mercy.

Blessed are the pure in heart, for they will see God.

Blessed are the peacemakers, for they will be called the sons of God.

Blessed are those who are persecuted because of righteousness, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.

Blessed are you when people insult you, persecute you and falsely say all kinds of evil against you because of me.

Rejoice and be glad, because great is your reward in heaven, for in the same way they persecuted the prophets who were before you.”

Matthew 5:1-12

Blessed are those who are broken, bound up, and meek – they will understand Jesus and the gospel more than I ever will. Monica’s grace speaks of her faith and love for Christ in a way that I won’t ever be able to voice. She trusts Jesus because she has to, because there simply is no other choice.

Our trust in Jesus should be a no other choice situation too but sometimes my mind gets clouded by my trust in myself, money, and people.

I’m thankful for grace today. I’m thankful for the moments I feel broken, the moments I mourn, and the moments I’m hurt – because these moments will always point me to Jesus and give Him space to be my enough.


Thanks for following our trip in Kenya, as the days continue, I will do my best to write and give you a picture of the way Jesus loved us so well there.




One thought on “All the poor and powerless.

  1. Crissy, I am so proud of you and the cross of Jesus that you are taking to the “uttermost parts of the world”. (Acts 1:8). You are an incredible young woman of God! Thank you for what you are doing! Love you Betty King

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