Unfortunately I’m still waiting to find that rich Nairobi prince who emails me randomly telling me that he’ll give me one million dollars if I wire some money to him in a private off-shore account.

If I see him I’ll tell him that I visited displaced war victims today and will be creating a music video for the next generation of  Kenyan youth.

But alas, he is no where to be found 😉

To keep my word to blogging daily, I’m linking you to (in)courage because I blogged live from a cyber cafe discussing global poverty and what I learned from a wise Kibera woman.

Feel free to join in the conversation, leave some love, or pray for those in your life who you need to reach.

Here’s a snippet…

Just because I do not have doesn’t mean I am in poverty. Poverty is when you have everything in the world and yet you are still lonely, she said with wise eyes. 

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Kibera Slum, Nairobi, Kenya

 The trip into the Kibera slums was a tactical experience; an assault on all senses. Smells, sights, touch, sounds, even the taste of the air set my senses on fritz. Overwhelmed by what Americans would consider the worst living conditions imaginable, I couldn’t help but feel anesthetized by my surroundings.

To read the full post, click HERE.

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