Christian Missionary Disappointed That Africa Wasn’t Totally Destitute

A missionary goes to Nairobi and is shocked that it’s not like a Feed the Children commercial:

Wilhelm took us to The Junction {Nairobi’s version of a mall}.
We walked around looking for a place to exchange money and eat some lunch. We hadn’t eaten anything since our flight from Paris.
We had to walk through security just to get in the door.
They opened my purse, patted us down and then we went inside.
There were guards at every store, some with machine guns and some with sticks.
I kept looking at John and then looking around me and he noticed that I was struggling to take it in.

My heart was prepared for dirt floors.
For dirty laundry hanging everywhere.
For kids that were half naked and covered in bug bites.
People who couldn’t speak English.

not this [picture of a supermarket stocked with food]


  1. Aww, she got the sads at the end of her blog post, because she didn’t fall in love with Nairobi, because apparently it is against Jesus or something for people in Africa to have a supermarket.

    WTF? Growing up, I babysat for Nigerian families and just assumed that it was a country that produces a lot of doctors and teachers.

  2. We had some teachers from Nigeria at the high school where I taught, and they were super smart, extremely well-educated, excellent teachers, and all around gentlemen.

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