Abandoned in Marsabit

We had to be in Korr in time to catch the MAF flight to Marsabit that would take us on to Nairobi.  MAF stands for Mission Aviation Fellowship, but I prefer to call it Missionary Air Force. MAF provides a critical means of transport to remote areas for those who work...

If You Ask

Over a breakfast of njera, a Somali pancake, and dark, rich coffee, Kura told us about the meeting he’d had with the Ngurunit community the night before we arrived. They told him they were pleased with BOMA’s work. Mostly, they said, because you asked us what we need....

They Do Not See Me

We all piled into Gumps, the BOMA Land Cruiser.  Omar has now assumed cooking responsibilities in the field and he had organized a lunch at Joseph’s camp, a group of small bandas built at the confluence of three rivers.  I explained to my friend Sarah, who traveled...