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	<title>Comments on: Nairobi &#8211; My Introduction</title>
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		<title>By: Nailtothedoor &#187; Blog Archive &#187; Lessons in the gospel from Nairobi</title>
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		<dc:creator>Nailtothedoor &#187; Blog Archive &#187; Lessons in the gospel from Nairobi</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 24 May 2011 16:38:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: Deew</title>
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		<dc:creator>Deew</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 17 Jul 2009 06:10:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>It&#039;s always a breath of fresh air whenever I read such a great story. Visiting the Kibera slums and seeing God&#039;s grace among the people living there makes you re-evaluate what really matters in this life. I grew up in Kenya and I have to admit I was one of the &quot;elite&quot;, living in the finer neighborhoods and pretty much sheltered from what the rest of the country was really like...until I went to high school and met people who had grown up in poverty yet had an unshakable faith, and for the first time I visited the slums. It was unimaginable! It&#039;s because of the humility of those people that I found Jesus and even though I&#039;m now in the US, I have a heart for missions not just in my country Kenya but in other countries ravaged by poverty. I wish there wasn&#039;t such a large divide between the rich and poor in Kenya but that&#039;s the unfortunate reality. If these barriers were broken, a lot can be accomplished. It&#039;s pretty ironical though that those living in poverty really know who God is! Keep up the good work!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It&#8217;s always a breath of fresh air whenever I read such a great story. Visiting the Kibera slums and seeing God&#8217;s grace among the people living there makes you re-evaluate what really matters in this life. I grew up in Kenya and I have to admit I was one of the &#8220;elite&#8221;, living in the finer neighborhoods and pretty much sheltered from what the rest of the country was really like&#8230;until I went to high school and met people who had grown up in poverty yet had an unshakable faith, and for the first time I visited the slums. It was unimaginable! It&#8217;s because of the humility of those people that I found Jesus and even though I&#8217;m now in the US, I have a heart for missions not just in my country Kenya but in other countries ravaged by poverty. I wish there wasn&#8217;t such a large divide between the rich and poor in Kenya but that&#8217;s the unfortunate reality. If these barriers were broken, a lot can be accomplished. It&#8217;s pretty ironical though that those living in poverty really know who God is! Keep up the good work!</p>
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		<title>By: Frank</title>
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		<dc:creator>Frank</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 15 Jul 2009 14:32:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>You&#039;re very welcome.

I would like to hear more of that story when I get back... unless you would like to share it here for others to read?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You&#8217;re very welcome.</p>
<p>I would like to hear more of that story when I get back&#8230; unless you would like to share it here for others to read?</p>
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		<title>By: Flendolyn</title>
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		<dc:creator>Flendolyn</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 15 Jul 2009 08:29:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Beautiful writing Frank.

I met God in Africa.   When I got to the end of myself and found myself singing &#039;Jesus loves me&#039; despite not being a Christian.  It was all I had to lean on in a terrifying moment.

God was most definately there.

Thanks for sharing something that made me remember a precious memory.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Beautiful writing Frank.</p>
<p>I met God in Africa.   When I got to the end of myself and found myself singing &#8216;Jesus loves me&#8217; despite not being a Christian.  It was all I had to lean on in a terrifying moment.</p>
<p>God was most definately there.</p>
<p>Thanks for sharing something that made me remember a precious memory.</p>
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