A busy day today, getting the guest cottages and new kitchen ready for our Australian mission team that arrives tomorrow. Buying bottled water, sodas, toilet paper, soap, and making sure the propane tanks are full. Karen decided to have our kitchen cleaned so everything had to come out, be cleaned and then put back. Found out we were four uniforms short for St. Penny's and don't know if we can find the matching cloth since we bought them out for the forty we are having made. I seem to have lost my hat which is odd but somehow par for the course. It'll turn up where I left it, or I will see it keeping someone else's head shaded from the sun (this is Africa). We are still shaken up over the mall shooting in Nairobi since Karen and I and almost every missionary we know have been in that mall at one time or another. We are praying for peace and for comfort for those who have lost loved ones. It seems so strange that life here is filled with the little things of cleaning and preparing for guests while in Kenya whole families' lives have been shattered, but it's what we do. We keep going, but we do not forget the pain and suffering of others. When you hear about horrible tragedies and just forget them immediately, you have certainly lost your Christianity if not your humanity as well. We have to keep doing what we have been called to do, but we can never forget those who suffer and hurt. That's what keeps us human.