Maasai church visits

Maasai Village visitSo I’ve been to Maasai Church twice since I’ve been here and once last year on my short 10 day visit. Going to church with the Maasai people is a once in a lifetime experience and is such a blessing. I’ve been in churches with the best of the best- a band, TV screens, nice seats and hundreds of fellow believers, but how amazing is it that I can meet the same God in a mud hut with the word translated in a completely different language!? Instead of the bass of an electric guitar rattling in my chest, I have the voices of the Maasai people penetrating my soul. Each age group’s choir took turns dancing and singing; they sing with the most exuberance and as they dance so effortlessly their beautiful beaded necklaces ring in beat. A young girl on the last bench of the hut keeps a lively and foot tapping beat on a cow hide drum. Each song is so lively with their worship of the Lord and they all make you want to move and dance with them. We are given a turn to sing and we go through our playlist of Chris Tomlin and Hillsong. Who knew that Chris Tomlin and Hillsong would ever sound so bland and boring!? I know it sounds horrible, but compared to the lively beats and joyous cries of the Maasai people my once upbeat songs turn to lullabies.

We were also shown the ministry efforts by the Maasai in the village of Namuncha. Namuncha is just one village within the miles and miles of vast Maasai land, but it shines bright because of the strong believers in Christ it harbors. The church and congregation there have made great efforts to spread God’s word to the Maasai people all over the Rift Valley. They have made efforts in teaching their own people how to read and write so that they might be able to read their translated Bibles. Pastor Simon is the pastor of this particular church and he, with the help of his congregation in Namuncha, has planted 13 churches among the Maasai. There are still unreached villages, but these people are unstoppable in sharing the love of Christ. We were shown many evangelistic books with the translated scripture and translated educational books about AIDS or other illnesses. These people are truly inspirational and have such an enduring heart for the Lord. They themselves do not have the means for an affluent life, but in whose standards is that true? Through the litmus test of the American Dream or the Gospel? I think their hearts beat faster in the presence of the Lord than ours do in our million dollar churches back at home.

On a funny note:
I get in the mutatu in the morning and Josiah (our driver looks over at me and says, “do you know the way?”  HAHAHA Ummmmmmm aren’t you supposed to know Josiah!? It was really comical that I had a Kenyan looking at me for directions to navigate him through his own country. Luckily I received my mother’s great sense of direction and I got us as far as an hour out or so in the right direction and on the right roads, but then the road split into two roads, which leads me to look at Josiah and say, “you pick!” HAHA I really had no worries, because both roads just took us deeper into the bush, it was just deeper into the leftish nowhere or the rightish nowhere. Well as it usually plays out we took the wrong dirt road and we begin to wind deeper into the bush and it doesn’t seem to be familiar. Of course how familiar can one be with the monotonous dirt and acacia trees?! Once arriving to the conclusion that we were a bit lost, we start asking for directions from every Maasai person walking amongst the bush. Their looks were priceless because no translation was needed, I know exactly what they were saying….”Crazy Wazungu.” (Crazy White People) The situation only got more comical when the directions were receiving (mind you this is all in Swahili) were like this, “When these trees end, take a right.” Wait what!? When these trees end? There’s trees everywhere and which one were pointing to becuase I’m pretty sure that’s a bush. Wait which road? Considering these roads could be swept away in one sneeze from the meandering cattle, trees I guess are the best landmarks. After the 6th Maasai we recieved directions from, the landscape finally became familiar and a young boy ran in from of the car lead us the remainder of the way. THIS IS AFRICA!!!!

Misha Price (Core Team, 2011)

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