George

George is a brother in Christ that lives near the Ngong hills of Kenya. He lives a life that he would probably call "very sweet". Every morning that my intern group spent in Kenya, he would greet us with a big smile that stuck out as a wonderfully sharp contrast to his dark Kikuyu skin. What reason did he have not to smile? He earned a handsome $10 a day and had a great group of mzungu to laugh at. More importantly I think he knew the importance of a community. Or, shall we say that community was ingrained in him deeply and he knew no different. He had a mindset to not consider himself first, but rather his brothers and sisters in Christ. He was truly confounded when we tried to explain the individualistic and capitalistic mentality that, as far as I can figure it, has been the product (or cause) our country being so successful...at least financially. I will admit that I enjoy the privilege and blessing of having the finances available to have the camera that took this picture, or the laptop to type this blog, or the car to drive to my fiance's apartment, which is less than a mile from my house. However, we have lost something in this our First World culture and I would like to get it back. Except, maybe the only way to get it back is to give something up?