KDM’s Work with Malnourished Children

Through the clinic and medical missions work of the Kingdom Driven Ministries team here in Kenya, many instances of malnourished children have been identified and we have done our best to provide consistent care for these special cases. In almost every case, the children and a family caregiver have spent an initial period of time in a local clinic or hospital getting their medical and dietary needs met, receiving nutritional counseling, and preparing for continued care when returned to the home environment.

The continued care for these patients has been a challenge, as of course there are underlying causes for the malnourishment; in most cases, the family simply lives in poverty and cannot provide the quality and quantity of food necessary for proper child development. Many of these children and their mothers have been abandoned by the husband and father. Even when food assistance is provided, the food intended for the malnourished child is sometimes consumed by equally hungry family members (other children or even parents). This is frustrating, yet understandable. One grandfather (who was caring for his two malnourished grandchildren) basically said, “Of course I need to eat, too. If I can’t work, how can I provide any better for the children?” This is a common quandary: how to provide for the needy children while also helping families and empowering them for continued care of these little ones.

Currently, we have seven children for whom we have been providing regular assistance; not only food but, in some cases, financial help (such as for mothers who have been left on their own by fathers who were the sole support for the family). Some of these children are siblings, and in all cases they remain with family members for their care. We have had regular supporters who have taken on the burden for this financial assistance, but our program is currently undergoing revision and there does not seem to be enough commitment from our donors to continue to help these children.

Our program has been highly individualized and, as stated, has included some supplemental financial assistance. KDM staff has been doing home visits, coordinating appointments with a nutritionist, shopping for special needs, and so on. However, the team feels it best to streamline this process and develop a standardized strategy that can be put in place for all program participants and maximize financial resources. As a result, our desire is to provide weekly food packages with common items that are needed by the malnourished children, as well as a small amount of maize that is intended for use by the rest of the family.

Ideally, we will continue to care for the children on a temporary basis and gradually release them from dependence on the program provisions. We propose 125ml oil, 1kg sugar, 1kg rice, 1kg porridge, 2kg beans, 2litres milk and 10 oranges per “package.” Households will get one or two packages depending on the number of malnourished children. We will add 4kg maize per household to hold up the rest of the family and hopefully prevent them from using resources meant for needy children. A package costs about $12.00. We believe a “package” program will provide sufficient nutritional supplementation to sustain the needy children, without creating a dependence on the part of the caregivers.

Our current population of patients (7), each receiving one package weekly, would total $4368 on an annual basis, which averages $364 per month. Additionally, we hope to offer a monthly stipend of $35 to one of the children’s caregivers, as it is a special situation (see information about Isaac, below), which brings the program total to $399 per month.

Connect to Drop Box for photos of our current patients, some photos “then” (when the children were originally brought to us), and some “now” (current photos showing their progress thus far): https://www.dropbox.com/sh/fz5xvptemp5e7xw/AACrwZvUQSQ-03-clBx00E3ia?dl=0

The majority of children served are currently doing much better than they originally were, but given the circumstances of many of these families, we have seen quite a few of them backslide in health after their release from care at the local clinic and return to the home situation. This is why the provision of a supplemental weekly food package can mean so much in these situations. Here is a list of the children and a short description of their family situations:

 

Isaac, age 13: His malnourishment and development were in critical condition when we began assisting him. His mother has given an Aunt care of him, and she has an additional 4 of her own children in the home. Isaac is malnourished but also suffers from epilepsy and has undiagnosed neurological issues. As a result, it is difficult for his Aunt to both provide for his ongoing medical needs and work full-time outside the home. We have been assisting her with a small stipend to try to stretch her existing funds and would like to continue to do so, at least temporarily.

Carin (4) and her sister, Faith (2), are at home with their mother, who recently gave birth to another baby. She has another, older child who is being cared for by family members. They spent approximately two months at the local clinic, as their initial condition was acute.

Garrison (6) is at home with Mama and 4 siblings. Garrison’s younger siblings, due to being breastfed, are nutritionally and developmentally doing well for now but because Garrison’s Mother was abandoned and he is the oldest, he has suffered the most from malnourishment.

Abigail (6) and Eliya (3) spent a long time at the local clinic and were released with concerns about the mother’s mental and emotional ability to care for the children long-term. The children and the mother spent some time with an alternate care-giver in the community who was taking care of two of her own malnourished grandchildren. After some months in this situation, the woman confirmed that the mother continued to have difficulty with basic responsibilities regarding the children. With approval from our village Chief, a member of our local fellowship brought the children into his family, where their health improved and they began to achieve some developmental milestones (such as walking, which they had not done previously). The children are currently being cared for by their grandfather, who is now also a member of our fellowship. There are several other grandchildren in the home.

Murawa (4), is our most recent addition to the program. His mother has left him in the care of his grandparents since birth. His grandfather, Charles, is an Mzee (respected older man) in our fellowship. He is a hard worker but is an older man, and he recently underwent surgery to repair his femur, which was broken inside the socket. As a church, we began providing him with some food assistance during this time, especially as we began to notice his hair changing color due to pellagra (a nutritional deficiency). Though not acutely malnourished, Murawa is small for his age and would certainly benefit from supplemental food assistance, at least temporarily.

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Mosquito nets for Saboti disciples

Greetings Saints,

We recently had a malaria outbreak in Saboti. We treated fourteen children and adults; several were seriously ill. This home fellowship is in the center of a little village planted on the side of a hill. They are very poor people with no farmland (since they are on a rocky hill) or livestock. We were praying for assistance to purchase them mosquito nets to help prevent a repeat of this situation. We hope to get twenty nets at a cost of $6 each (total $120). Please consider helping these people keep their families safe from malaria. You can donate at www.kingdomdriven.org/donate and note “mosquito nets” at checkout.

Thank you and God bless you.

 

Saboti people who live on a rock hill.
Saboti people who live on a rock hill.

Mom gave her child her own medication to better the child.
Mom gave her child her own medication to better the child.
Unfortunately, his wife died but his daughter lived, though very, very sick

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Assistance for Brother Victor

Greetings Saints:

Brother Victor is a terminally ill (yet active and otherwise healthy) cancer patient who recently had a large tumor on his chest removed and received radiation treatment. He serves as the gatekeeper for the medical clinic a couple days a week and is active in the church. He recently received his driver’s license and is still learning to drive (yeah, I know that sounds backward–welcome to Africa.) DSC_0404

His wound where his tumor was removed is still open and requires daily cleanings. Disciples have been volunteering to perform the cleanings for free. However, the supplies and medicine are needed. I am writing for assistance to purchase the necessary cleaning supplies, bandages, and pain medicine. The cost is approximately $50 per month. Please consider donating for these needed supplies to continue caring for our dear brother Victor. Please donate at www.kingdomdriven.org/donate and note “Victor” at checkout.

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Irene needs your help

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Greetings Saints:

Our dear young disciple needs your help. She has been admitted in the hospital for over a week due to deterioration resulting from her HIV/AIDS. She is 18 years old and has had HIV from an unknown source since early childhood. We really thought we were going to lose her last week, but she miraculously pulled through. Her immune system had totally collapsed; yet after a blood transfusion and some prayer she has made an impressive recovery. Now she is nearing discharge pending payment of the outstanding and daily-increasing hospital bill. We also currently supplement her diet with healthy foods thanks to generous support from brethren. We estimate a need of approximately $120 to clear her medical bills. Please donate at www.kingdomdriven.org/donate.

Thank you and God bless you

A Life Redeemed—Jackson’s Story Part 2

I have already written a brief biographical sketch of Jackson’s life from the mission’s perspective. However, there is an amazing story behind the story. This story is an incredible action suspense thriller.

To start, Jackson comes from an extremely wealthy family. His father had a lot of property and multiple cars (which are only owned by the super rich here in Kenya). Jackson was a driver and was well off himself. He was married with multiple children, but lived as a swinging single, his driving work putting him often away from home. He was happy-go-lucky and thought things were just fine the way they were. Well that all changed when his father died.

When his father died his uncles were determined to seize the opportunity to steal the inheritance from nephews. They immediately killed Jackson’s two older brothers and used witchcraft to render his younger brother insane. After they sold four of the five parcels of land formerly owned by Jackson’s father, Jackson took them to court. They threatened to kill him as well and he responded in extreme violence to terrorize them in return. They then used witchcraft to kill him causing a serious car accident which killed his passenger and left him hospitalized for over three years. The uncles then visited him in the hospital and organized for the doctors to kill him. Through a nurse’s intervention he was warned not to eat or drink anything or allow medicine from anyone at the hospital because doctors were paid to kill him and they accepted the payment. She gave him some of her personal money and he snuck out of the hospital with his serious leg wound (we earlier reported we suspected it was from a spider bite—apparently it started from a car accident wound) to a nearby city Eldoret. From Eldoret, he called his bed mate (people commonly share beds in Kenyan government hospitals) and his bed mate’s son answered and informed Jackson that his bed mate was killed. The nurse explained to Jackson that the doctors had accidentally killed the wrong man assuming it was him.

After some time, being totally abandoned and hopeless, he decided to visit two of his uncles in West Pokot. They rejected him and left him outside the gate. He decided to drink agricultural chemicals to end his life right outside their gate. He woke up in the morning with a bad stomach ache, but alive. His uncles chased him away and he went to a local pastor for assistance. That pastor gave him a little money and sent him to a safer place. He ended up in our village.

Here in our village he took the little money the pastor gave him and found a place to sleep for the night. When airing out his wound it wreaked terribly and neighbors let themselves in to give him soap to wash. They saw the wound and showed him compassion. They assisted him with a little food, a blanket and helped him find more permanent housing. He hopped with his walking stick to a nearby pharmacy and asked for boxes to sleep on and they assisted him. Later he sought the local government office for assistance and they gave him a little money immediately and a daily allotment to sustain him and get medicine for his wound. These many miraculous interventions were showing him that there truly was a God watching over his life.

With the money he was given he went to the pharmacy and there met Charlton and Silas. That was the beginning of our involvement. We raised funding and organized to amputate his leg. These were amazing impossible miracles to Jackson.

The next miracle went like this. He was hobbling on his one leg with his walking stick and his sandle broke. While sitting in his room he noticed a bicycle wheel spoke in the rafters. He knew that was what was used for making needles to repair shoes so he gave it a try. He successfully repaired his sandal. His neighbors noticed him repairing his sandal and asked if he could fix their broken shoes. By the end of the day he had fixed many pairs making a good day’s wage of under $2. Now as a driver he was making a huge wage of over $20 but it helped him little. Now this $2 seemed a fortune and assisted him immensely. Through these incredible circumstances God had given him his future business.

After KDM assisted him with building a new shop in a prominent location, government workers began disturbing him and trying to shut him down. Silas and Jackson visited the senior government official’s office and was welcomed by a man with one leg. The man asked him what his need was and Jackson informed him that local government officials were disturbing his business. This man is a big man in government…one phone call and Jackson is now permanently free to operate his business undisturbed.

We have already discussed the miracles of him being reunited with his family. Bit the story was incomplete. The last missing piece of the puzzle is this. Today two disciples taught Jackson’s wife the Gospel of the Kingdom. He has surrendered and has accepted to repent and be baptized on Sunday. Wow! What an awesome God we serve!

A Young Miracle

About a week ago, Sammy and I were sitting in a mud home where another church has been meeting for several months. We were there to have a pretty difficult meeting with this church. As we sat in the home quietly talking before our meeting began—in Kenya this can be 30 minutes to over an hour—we were hearing about issues that were affecting the small little village.

One particular situation was about a woman who had recently had a little baby. There were complications during the birthing process and she was rushed to a local hospital. We were not a part of this process so I wasn’t sure the reason for hearing this story, but they continued.

She was having many complications and the baby was not moving through/with the birth process. Once at the hospital, the doctors decided to do an emergency C-section to try to save the baby. Both baby and mom lived, but complications after the birth continued.

We were told that the place of the incision was becoming infected, she had a bad case of malaria, and even worse, her stomach was beginning to bloat larger and larger.

Two days before we talked with them, they had taken her to the hospital for more treatment. But the doctor there didn’t know what was going on and weren’t sure how to help her. She was then taken to the “District Hospital” where they have greater experience. But even there, they weren’t sure how to treat her accurately. In the end, two days later, she passed away leaving a husband and three children, one being the recent newborn.

The day after she passed, we were brought a little girl, the older daughter, who was very ill. She had been sick for some time and was not doing well. In fact, she had been taken to two other clinics/hospitals and each had no idea how to help her. The family was afraid there would be another death in the family! They thought their only hope was to bring the little girl to us for help.

While here with us, we were able to pray with her and give her medication—in the end, we sent her back home with medication in hand. But here’s where God did one of His wonders!

Timothy, a local brother in the Lord, testified of the change he saw from when they sent the girl to when she returned. He told us that he had asked what we did for her. The answer, we prayed! Timothy noticed a great change in the little girl’s energy, look in her eyes, and overall health. He saw such a great improvement in such a short time, he knew God was in the midst of healing that little girl at that moment!

Over the next few hours, Timothy witnessed a total healing of this girl…but with medication in hand, they gave it to her anyway. Despite, they (and we) are convinced that the Lord put His healing hand on this little girl and spared her life!

In this picture, she is the one wearing the purple. You must realize, they have a little baby that is with a wet nurse, mom has passed away, and her entire world has turned upside-down…there seemed to be no joy in her face.

This next picture is the family, minus the tiny baby and the one with the flower dress (she insisted on being in the picture). As you can see, this is a very young family, and their grief could be seen the entire time I was there.

Finally, this is a picture of “the hill people” (as they call themselves). They are nearly all family members. Pictured are cousins and brothers/sisters along with two neighbors that everyone considers family. This group of people have banned together to help burry this woman and take care of the hurting family.

In the end, no medical missions were needed (physically), no money was spent, no time put out…just a talk with our Heavenly Father for our needs before us. Never-the-less, we are thankful for your support and giving. Because of our Father’s healing hand, medicine and money can be used in other areas and in other ways. We are so grateful for your prayerful support. The Lord IS faithful! Praise His name for making Himself known to the people of Kenya.

 

A Life Redeemed–Jackson’s Story

When we first found Jackson, he was in rough shape. His leg was literally eaten away to the bone. There was no salvaging his leg; he required an amputation to survive. What began as a pimple eventually resulted in the total destruction of his leg. Retrospect suggests a spider bite, but we can only guess.

 

Jackson -- a depressed man
Jackson — a depressed man
Bad leg
Bad leg

His spiritual life was not much better. He was not a good man before we met him. He was married with children, but had been unfaithful to his wife. When these troubles befell him she left him and he lost the children as well. Since he had never paid dowry, his father-in-law gave his wife to another man. He was now going through these struggles alone.

Well one day he visited the KDM clinic and his life was about to change. His first challenge was simply surviving his ailment. We took him to a regional hospital and inquired as to the amputation procedure. They agreed to take on the task but at a cost of nearly $1,000. Praise the Lord you faithful contributors allowed for a very successful surgery. But this did not solve his greater need: to be reconciled with God.

 

Happy man with one leg
Happy man with one leg

Jackson began visiting one of the KDM home fellowships and was immediately taught. He completely surrendered to the Kingdom, repented, and was immediately baptized. His transformation was incredible.

 

one-legged baptism
one-legged baptism
Baptism
Baptism

Then the team worked to get his life back in order. The disciples through your support helped him start a shoe repair business. It was immediately successful and he now sustains himself comfortably. But his life still had a gaping hole: he wanted his children back.

 

New shoe repair shop
New shoe repair shop

Having become convinced that remarriage was not an option, he wanted to reconcile with his wife. But that did not seem likely under the current circumstances. But at the very least he wanted his children back who were now staying with his in-laws. The disciples coordinated a distant trip to see Jackson’s prayers answered.

 

When they arrived he found both his wife and children present. He proposed to get his children back. And, to his surprise, he was offered his wife as well! His father-in-law explained himself. Since he was an unfaithful husband and had never paid dowry, he felt compelled to take his firstborn daughter back. With his condition appearing terminal, his hopes for dowry payment and a good life with his daughter were untenable. But now that he was a changed man, the father-in-law expressed his joy that the illness had struck and humbled him into submission to God. That now with one leg he will be home and care for his wife and children the way he should. He was happy to reunite them.

 

Well this is all great news, but the going rate for dowry is twelve cows, an impossible feat for a disabled cobbler. But God had something else in mind! Local tradition is that if a man fails to collect dowry for the first daughter, the suitors for subsequent daughters do not have to pay dowry. Therefore, this man held many agreements but no cows for his many daughters. He really really needed to close the deal on this girl to open the floodgates. His offer, 20,000 KSH ($250)! Jackson could have his wife and children back for merely $250. Well, not yet certain where this money would come from, the muzungu (white) disciples decided to pay the bill while the offer stood and everyone signed and witnessed the agreement. Done! Jackson has his entire life back…completely restored. And even more…now he is a Kingdom saint reconciled with his Maker! Glory to God!

Happy family (one child not pictured)
Happy family (one child not pictured)

Sickness in Saboti

I came across a challenging situation today in Saboti. This situation was especially challenging because of the health of this family; the woman has had Malaria for some time, the little boy has had malaria, and even worse, this same boy has a terrible ear infection!

Five days ago (Wednesday), me and Sam (one of our local translators) visited this fellowship in Saboti. They had several cases of Malaria in this village and this woman gave up her dawa (medication) for her son to have his. This, in itself, was such a blessing to me. But today, things escalated.

Mom gave her child her own medication to better the child.
Mom gave her child her own medication to better the child.

Marc and I returned to the village of Saboti to pick up three children (with their parents) to take them to the hospital earlier this morning (Monday). This woman could not join us on our journey to get help for her child! Her husband was out looking for work so they could eat today. She was running her small little shop—risking missing a customer while away is too dangerous, so she decided not to get help for her son.

What’s the issue? These children have an ear infection…so bad that puss was coming out of the ear! This woman’s child was one that was very sick with puss coming out of his ear as well!

Bottom line, she didn’t have the time to set aside for her child to get medical attention for his ear. She didn’t have time to take off because she needed to run her shop. And, lastly, she gave her malaria medication to help her son get well, causing herself to suffer and get worse!

Today, as I visited them, we took two children to the hospital for the ear infection issue, got medication, and took them back home. We were able to purchase the needed medication for the child’s ear issue. And lastly, we purchased malaria medication for this woman!IMG_0483a

Honestly, there is nothing better than meeting someone, seeing their need, and being able to deliver the much-needed assistance to make them well! Even through the language barrier, we can see and hear their needs. But, God is good. We were His hands to deliver this aid. But we have brothers and sisters in the States that provide us the funds to make this happen. We can’t do this alone; the needs are much too great, but we can address those in our circles, those that request help, and bless them with, and for, you. Thank you for your continued support. You are truly a blessing to those around us—they, and we, say thank you!

Malaria Outbreak

On March 18th, a Wednesday, one of our Kenyan disciples, Sammy, and myself (Tim) went to Saboti to check on the health of this church. While we were there we heard about a malaria outbreak that had taken hold of this small little village.

The village of Saboti is estimated at about 1,000 people, but this small community of people where we were ministering are known as the hill people (per their own wording). There are about 10 to 12 families that live up on this little rock hill where they have literally carved flat places to build their small little mud hut. They live very close together, no place for crops, no yard, and barely enough space for a line to hang their cloths to dry.

Saboti people who live on a rock hill.
Saboti people who live on a rock hill.

This particular day we sat down to talk with this small church and discovered many in the room had been suffering with malaria for many days. In fact, many that lived on that rock either had malaria or was impacted because someone in their family had it. After our meeting Sammy and I headed to the local hospital—a small two room office space, dark, dusty, and manned by only one person, Dr. Evans.

I paid Dr. Evans a couple hundred shillings (a few dollars) to pay for the malaria test. We called to have the locals bring one sick mama and one sick baby so we could confirm this sickness. After confirming malaria was the cause of the body aches, sweats, shivers (on a 90 degree day), exhaustion, and no energy, we ordered 10 doses of medication. We were blessed, and surprised, that this tiny little hospital actually had all the medication needed.

I returned to this village 5 days later. I couldn’t believe the changes in people! There was such great joy to see me—so many came to me thanking me for the medication, the healing, and the saved lives of their children! What an absolute blessing it was to witness the joy, the sincere looks—so deep into my eyes—of those who had been healed.

As we walked through the village, my translator told me of many stories and names and introductions of those who were impacted by this medication. I often cannot pronounce the names, the faces I’m only learning to know at this time, but the testimony lives on! Thank you for your support of our medical missions. It’s totally amazing to me how only a few dollars will save lives; a few dollars is huge to these people; a few dollars…they simply don’t have! May the Lord continue to bless you as you serve Him.

Meet Silas…

We (the Carriers) met Silas pretty much on day one when we moved to the village here in Kenya. He owns a shop just across the street from our house, where he lives and works with his wife, daughter, and newborn baby son.

Though we didn’t know it from the moment we met, Silas was eventually identified as that “man of peace” that would be instrumental in expanding the Kingdom of God in our community.

Recently, we helped Silas to purchase a piki piki (motorbike), in hopes that a fledgling business as a boda boda (driver) would help provide more comfortably for their family so that Silas would be more free to invest his time “on the mission.” Most recently, he coordinated many of the brothers (under the direction of Charlton Sweazy) to construct a home for a widow in our fellowship. He also regularly shares the Gospel of the Kingdom with visitors to his little shop, runs patients to the local clinic under Wanda’s direction, and visits satellite fellowships that are still in need of teaching and discipleship. If there’s anything to be done, not only do we trust Silas to do it, but he is always willing.

If Silas has a fault, it’s his memory. Rumor has it he suffered a head injury as a youth and was never the same (though we’ve never confirmed that to be true). In any case, he often confuses the English words “remember” and “forget” and he’s always “remembering” something–which is really “forgetting.” So when you call him to pick you up on his piki piki, he sometimes gets distracted and then “forgets to remember,” or “remembers to forget.” In other words, multiple phone calls by way of reminder are often necessary. And sometimes he shows up at the door and, after greeting and small talk, when asked if he needs something, he may stand there with a dazed look for several minutes before, with a shake of his head, he says, “Oh, yes!” and then proceeds with the reason for his visit.

We love Silas!

I (Cindy) had the privilege of riding on the piki recently behind Silas as I headed to a women’s meeting. I was reminded just why someone like Silas is such a gem. For starters, let me compare him with many other drivers at the boda boda “stage” in town (the place where you can hire a driver from a sea of motorbikes). Many of them are drunkards (not necessarily abstaining in order to pursue a living as a driver). Some are just plain rude and crude. Then there are those who lack not only a desire for safety but common sense as well. Couple that with dirt roads where potholes are the rule rather than the exception, impromptu speed bumps pop up unexpectedly, and pikis share the road with animals, pedestrians, bicycles, the occasional car, and other unsafe pikis often driving at high speeds, and a ride into town (or even a couple kilometers to a women’s meeting) can be downright scary.

I meditated on this as I rode peacefully on the back of Silas’s motorbike. Needless to say, Silas is as straight-laced as they come. He drives at a moderate speed and even slows down for speed bumps so I don’t fly up off the seat. I smiled when we came upon a little girl, maybe a year old, sitting in a little pothole in the dirt path we were driving on. I wondered what Silas was doing as he stopped and beeped his horn, since the house we were at wasn’t our final destination. Turns out he just wanted to get the attention of the girl’s mother, who was busy doing her wash in the courtyard. They had a short conversation, and then Silas said to me, “Yeah, many drivers they go too fast and they might not see her.” True enough!

I called him to come pick me up as I thought our meeting was wrapping up, since for him it was about a 15-minute ride and I didn’t really want to wait around. However, as it turns out, our closing prayer time went on longer than I thought it would and, out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Silas pull up on the path outside before we finished. He ended up sitting there for about 10 minutes and I wondered what was going on when I saw him turn around and disappear down the path the same way he had come. To my amusement, when I exited the house I found him giving one of the neighborhood little tykes (about 2 years old, maybe) a spin on his piki, safely situated on the gas tank in front of him. Needless to say, the boy was smiling from ear to ear.

I apologized for making him wait and said,”Those Mamas prayed long today!” To which he simply laughed and said, “Yeah, it’s like that.” (That’s one of Silas’s favorite phrases, which he uses liberally and sometimes in a way totally unrelated to the conversation.)

To my surprise, one of the Mamas from the meeting begged a ride home, since it was on our way. Without missing a beat, I got squashed between her and Silas like a mzungu sandwich. Ordinarily, having a piki driver practically in my lap would make me uncomfortable, but knowing that it also made Silas uncomfortable actually made me feel better. I noticed that he scooted up on the gas tank as far as he possibly could to create more space for me. 😉

So now you’ve met Silas and gone with me a morning errand on the back of his piki. …“It’s like that.”