Last weekend I went camping in Naivasha with Christy, my wonderful American neighbour (we randomly met on a matatu on the way to church one sunday and then realised we live in neighbouring compounds!). It was a super weekend. We went cycling in Hell’s Gate national park. We scrambled along the gorge. We camped at the edge of the lake. We had a wonderful worship time together (Christy plays guitar). We went for a boat ride on the lake. We saw hippos. We came back to Nairobi chilled out and refreshed.
The previous week had been pretty tough and when it feels like all you are seeing and hearing everyday is pain and hurt, it becomes easy to believe that that’s all there is in this world. But this weekend reminded me of the beauty this world has too. That pain isn’t the only story. And when you look out over the rolling landscapes and up into the vast blue sky you feel very small. And you realise that the hurt in our lives, even though very real, is only for an instant when you compare it to eternity.