28 Mar 2025

Today we started with much rain.  Being such a dry climate it is clearer to me how importance are these rains.  If it does not rain, food does not grow. Rain = wellbeing due to food. Truly back to basics, something that western city dwellers so often forget.  I had planned to go on a home visit, however that came to naught because the roads were impassible due to mud.  The rain came most of the day, cancelling the morning assemblies.   One student Samuel of 3N wanted to consult and I was glad to do so.  

I did a bit of research for a Narrative on the composition of the MCF schools and wrote up my notes.  Spent the afternoon writing a new Narrative on Yatta part 3, and enjoyed a bit of time with one daughter-in-law, Jemimah, talking about the Mully Hospital and the Narratives.  She became a subscriber.

The immediate core Mully family including Dr. Charles and Esther are not around Ndalani.  The Mully square where I live feels void and strained.  The school and other staff are as active and cooperative as usual.  

After supper I sat in on the Mission choir practice, offered a final prayer and I retired.  The lights in my building are not powered, but occasionally for a short time it comes on, but then off again, with occasional flickers.  Yet the circuit for the air conditioning is fine as is power to the square.  Rain and Kenyan electrical circuits seem to be somewhat incompatible.