Why I am on Shower Strike

I am on Day 6 of vowing not to shower until I raise my pledge to Well Aware as part of their annual Shower Strike fundraiser. This explains why..

Why Africa?

I have felt a connection to the great continent and loved all things African for as long as I can remember. I don’t know where it came from, but since I was a little girl, I have had a knowing deep inside of myself that one day I would go. So, when life at home wore on me so heavily that I didn’t want to go on, I turned to that inner knowing and it led me to Kenya.

It was  Kenya because I came across VICDA’s website and read about the founder Irene. Irene was my grandmother’s name, so again I trusted that a sign had been presented to me and followed. Little did I know that in the middle of following my destiny, I would fall in love. The people, the food, the lifestyle, and the culture all drew me in and wouldn’t let go. So, preparations began to return with my daughter for an extended stay.

Our 5 month stay was more difficult than we could have imagined, but also more rewarding and life-changing than we ever could have dreamed. Our bond strengthened, we redefined our priorities and we became more grounded in our true selves. Most importantly, we learned about true happiness and built friendships that feel like life-long family bonds. I told the people of Shalom many times that they had given me much more than I could ever give them.

That was the good side of Africa; the other side is war, hunger and death. When you go to the home of a single mother that is your friend, hear the story of her loss in war, and see her children with only maize porridge to eat; it is something you will never forget. Then you go back to visit and find her oldest child has passed away, and you know that you must do something.  I recognize that there is no easy fix for the difficulties faced by developing countries, and I don’t claim to be a global expert. But I believe every drop in the bucket counts, and I am determined to help however I can.

Why Water?

The next question was how.  When I boiled down my experience in Kenya, I felt that all needs could be traced back to water. It was the first necessity. You couldn’t have health, education or a thriving economy without having clean water first. Plus, I wanted to help save lives immediately and water related illnesses are the leading cause of disease and death in the world.

Then there is my experience of living in the treehouse without running water for 7 years which left me with a unending appreciation for water. I have first hand experience of hauling water and knowing exactly how much your family uses per day. When our vacations included staying somewhere with a hot shower, I would marvel at the genius of it and insist it was the greatest invention! Then I met people like Margaret in Kenya, who was pregnant and hauling water over two kilometers for her entire family. I could barely lift the full water container. It struck a very deep chord in me.

Why Well Aware? 

I met Sarah Evans before my first trip to Kenya and could tell right away that her mission was focused and her heart pure. I began to volunteer with the organization and respected the integrity I witnessed within. My involvement grew and they displayed a true commitment to the communities they served by allowing me to create an internal impact measurement project to identify the actual results of the work they were doing.

Finally, this year I was able to see some of Well Aware’s work on the ground in Kenya with my own eyes. I can only try to describe to you the hope and joy on the faces of villagers when you tell them that you are there to help them find a water solution. Well Aware is an organization that has the dedication and humility to make a long lasting improvement and ultimately save many, many lives.

So, now you know why this cause means so much to me and why I am asking for your donation here. http://showerstrike.org/goodwater  Thank you all for your support over the years. It is because of you that I am able to fulfill what I know is my destiny. Be Blessed!

Faith at Dirty Water

Christmas Wishes from Irene

The following is the email I received from Irene in Kenya on Christmas day. I love the spirit of thankfulness and generosity that fills this season. I pray that I will continue in it throughout the year.

Dear VICDA Friends,families and Partners.

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!

VICDA appreciate all your efforts and sacrifices you have given to touch the lives of the unfortunate in the Kenyan community. Your love and kindness has given community education,meal,water ,houses,schools,employment etc. You have made this year work successful and you have given us the support we couldn’t without you. You have made us to grow and share your kind givings to our loving needy people who need our support to make it in life.

Please remember to aPhoto from Irene of VICDAlways appreciate having a meal on the table,water to drink,a shelter to lay your head on and to educate your children. Out of our experience, it is not normal  to have basic  needs  among ourselves as  alot of families have no access to basic needs.

You should always thank you God for His Mercies and Grace upon you and your families to have access to basic needs.

Thank you and take good care of yourselves during this holiday seasons. Always do what is right and you will always reap the best harvest.

Anyone who would like to visit the project you supported, you are very welcome to visit and see the wonderful work you have done.

On behalf of VICDA,

Irene Wairimu Ngatia
Executive Director
Volunteer International Community Development Africa(VICDA)
Website address:http://www.vicda.org
VICDA Blog:www.givehope-life.blogspot.com
P.O. Box 1249-00100,Nairobi,Kenya.
Beverly Court,Marcus Garvey Road,Room No.16
Tel:+254-20-3514860
Cellphone”+254-722-224022
Email address:info@vicda.org or ngatiairene@gmail.com

No Going Back Now

It is official.. I have purchased my ticket! The travel time will take about 24 hrs. with two short layovers. I didn’t think it would be so difficult to press that “Purchase Now” button. I guess I was just a little bit scared, but that’s when you have to just take a big breath and leap! I am always amazed how things that seem out of reach can somehow just  fall into place when the time is right. That is when I feel  most that I am fulfilling my purpose.

I received this link to a story about VICDA and describes more about its founder and sole organizer, Irene Ngatia Wairimu. Here is a photo of Irene taken by Jenn Winter. I can’t wait to meet them both.

I knew when I first began researching VICDA, that Irene must be one “power house” of a woman. Plus, her name means so much to me. My grandmother’s name is Irene Beltz. I associate that name with a woman of great strength and character. Here is the most recent photo of my Grandmother.

My Grandmother did her part to make a difference in the world. She was a preachers wife and mother to twelve children. She passed down a passion for serving others, loving your family unconditionally, working very hard without complaint, and honoring God for life’s blessings. I feel lucky to be a part of her blood line, and see her traits throughout the women in my family.

With my work as a midwife, I rarely get to travel back to Missouri to visit my Grandmother and extended family, but I have many wonderful memories.

My grandparents worked a large ranch where I loved to go visit when I was growing up. Out on the ranch is where I felt like my true self. I remember my Grandmother seemed to always be in the kitchen making the most delicious food. There is nothing like those biscuits in the morning with a glass of fresh milk. I loved trying to wake early enough to help with morning chores. It almost felt like a right of passage that all the kids wanted to get in on. I especially loved to go milk with Grandma. She was so patient with me as I would try and try to make the right hand movements to get milk. I can still hear her voice calling out for the cows to come in… Suuuuu Wee.

I never knew exactly what she was saying but I would try to recreate the distinct sound when I was alone.  Reading about the native Maasai of Kenya, I relate to their reliance on cattle. But they take it a step further, having a deep respect for their cows, naming each one. Can you imagine the value of a glass of fresh milk during a drought..

I plan to do my best to bring the spirit of my Grandmother to Kenya.