The Road to Salgaa

There’s a place between the Great Rift Valley and the coast that has my heart.  More than any other place in Kenya, this is a place that can bring a smile to my face and tears to my eyes.

It was in 2009 that I first discovered there was such a place as Salgaa.  A small town along the main road, it’s quiet by day and bustling by night.  It was here that God began a work in me that could not be ignored.  It was here that God etched faces and names into my mind that can never be erased.  It was here that real life stories shared with me have never lost their sting.  This is the road to Salgaa.

The road to Salgaa is marked by many things.  There is brokenness, desperation, hopelessness, & despair.  There are lost, blind, trapped, and hurting people.  Yet the road to Salgaa is marked by more than this.  There is hope, healing, forgiveness, and grace.  There is creativity, ingenuity, vision, and transformation.  This is the road to Salgaa.

There’s a place between the Great Rift Valley and the coast that has my heart.  It is because of this place that my life has forever been changed.  It is because of this place that God is daring me to dream His dreams and trust His leading.  It is here that I find my own life transformed, never again to be the same.  It is here, on the road to Salgaa.