Stories from the journey of fatherhood & brotherhood
The dirt streets were rainy and muddy, so we took our shoes off as we entered their home.
Our team was inside one of the slums of Nairobi, Kenya. A few years ago the slum held one hundred thousand people. Today it’s home to half a million. Sprawling houses were sided and roofed with tin. My sheltered and naive eyes thought they looked closer to livestock windbreaks than homes. There was no sewer system. A blue tinted waste water trickled down the muddy orange dirt roads. The slum...