Its about seven hours ago,but the events of the day as still etched on my mind,as I reflect on the happenings,I can’t help but tear.
Bloodshot eyes,unkempt hair,clad in tattered remnants of clothes that barely conceal the ill-nourished body and the stench being produced is almost chocking,fills the air.
The street is their home and those in it ,family.They cannot even recollect the last time they had a decent meal or even a bath.Most of them,still dwell there,due to different circumstances.
As they continue to come in,my mind wanders…
Joy Divine Children’s Organization (you can find the page on facebook) is a community based organization located in Huruma,near outering road roundabout.
The organization is a culmination of a long desire by Mary Muroki alias “shosh”,as known by the children. She started out with two of them and the number has since grown to fourty boys.
The boys and some of the volunteers, with time started the project 300(find the page on facebook), which is a campaign aimed at marshaling people to feed, rehabilitate,
empower and reintegrate families living on the streets.
Part of the project,being a feeding programme,We as NAIRET(Nairobi Evangelistic Team) from JKUAT were ministering at Joy divine on this particular day.
I focus,slowly but deliberately, after much effort of dragging my wayward attention back to the task at hand.
I get to interact with one of the beneficiaries of the organization,who has resided there, ever since he was in primary school.He is currently awaiting to join the University.
I talk to some of them, who live on the streets and i am moved, as they go on to narrate their heart trending tales.Some are
complete orphans, having lost
both parents to HIV/AIDS. Some
are drop-outs in school due
to experimentation with drugs.
At some point,their tearjerkers become too much for me and i try to pull myself together. Some of them know no other life, as they were born and raised in the streets.My heart goes out to one particular girl, who is a mother of two at the age of fifteen.
She describes herself as a hardcore,and with that bitter statement,reaches out for her bottle of glue,which as she says hardens the stomach in such a way that even if she does not eat, she can survive.
As she continues to recount on how,she just jumps the hurdles of life daily, it hits me. I smell the coffee…They are human,they hurt just like others do and unfortunately they are on the streets due to different circumstances.
i am reminded of John 13:34-35.
How do i show that i love them,How do you??
You can patner with Joy divine,and get the chance to change a life.