Why I go

The art will be to briefly describe why I decided about a year ago to want to go back to Kenya…
Knowing me, you know I am able to practically write out a trilogy of my thoughts, motives, conversations and everything that passed my mind with regards to the big and wide subject ‘Poverty’. Still, I shall try. :)

Concrete: I have grown, in the 23 years of life-experience (counted until October 2008), used to a certain way of living or a certain way to stand in life. A medley of character, upbringing, experience and culture.
But after seeing a complete different world and having that as an experience for only 2,5 weeks, I want to go back;
Go back to take the time to deepen my view in the differences of the lives and the way people are there.
To ask questions which I maybe didn’t dare to ask in the first visit.
Hopefully to find more touchable answers in the search of how I can stand in the diversity and those differences.
Why did I experience ‘something’ there of dignity and colour in people, a positivism which is beyond, a hope in the most desperate circumstances?
And how can I, personally, find the right balance, shape the correct vision and gain in knowledge?
To generalize would be too easy and words are only black on white. That is why I want to enter the experience again.
So in that way it can shape another piece of my heart. I pray God will use this month to show me more of His heart and love, His faithfulness and character.

Very practically I will mostly listen a lot to people; ask them questions, be busy on projects requested to work on from Compassion Netherlands. Though, my motive of going is quite personal: I want to absorb the overall more and paste out the intense impressions of my first time to Kenya, take the time for people and self-reflection.