A HOME OF LOVE

A day like no other spend in a productive way is when you manage to see the sincere smile and laughter on the face of the less fortunate. They say its the little things that people do that matter the most, it's true.

Anne M. Muisyo

A cold rainy day at Langata Charity Missionary Center. I got there late though, joining Nipesauti Africa colleagues. Sarah, Diana and Susan are among the friends I made this day. Susan and 46 others are so excited to see us. They are so excited at the songs we sing and they laugh out loud. Thrilled despite being  restricted  to their wheelchairs some of them try to jump and clap. Looking at them can't help but see the sense of belonging, in fact, they are a family. My new friend Susan doesn't like her name " Susan si jina poa" she says. We chat a little and she is enchanting loves gospel music mostly Gloria Muliro's.

They all sing along the songs we sing and the laughter gets infectious.
We leave at 1am but a lot is in my mind and heart. Their warm welcome,
 constantly saying 'karibu', others asking when we will visit next and most importantly there sincerity and warmth in their laughter and hugs.
Charity missionary center Langata a kempt and peaceful place is the home for Susan,Sarah, Diana and the rest. A home of love and care.

By: Anne M. Muisyo

Experiences as told by a Volunteer

MY EXPERIENCE AT THE MISSIONARY OF CHARITY CENTRE LANGATA

My name is Mandela. Unlike other days, I woke up earlier than usual. My Bible was still in bed with me- at the same place I had left it the previous night. I scanned my eyes through the pages before my eyes rested on the book of 1st Peter 4:8 (KJV) ‘And above all things have fervent charity among yourselves: for charity shall cover the multitude of sins.’ "Is God speaking to me?" I thought out loudly. I realized that charity which is love covers very many sins. Man is fallible to sin. We can, therefore, erase these sins through acts of love or charity.  I want to share a story. I have organized and attended very many charity events. However I have found contentment and peace on the events I share stories, I do service or play.

Author: Mandela C Sangura

KITUI 
In March, I visited St Michaels' Primary School for the deaf school Kitui County. I learnt basic sign language but the problem came when we went for games. It took me time to adapt but the fun part was during the celebration, the screaming and the gestures involved.  The joy you see when they scored a goal could not be compared to the joy I had when I graduated. I wish I could clarify happiness, big or small.

MISSIONARY OF CHARITY
On 30th May, the Nipe Sauti Africa team visited the Missionary of Charity Centre in Langata. It was raining, but we had to attend the event. We were a group of 10 members including a 6yr and an 11yr old. We arrived at the centre at exactly 9:00am. The centre is located in the suburban of Nairobi City, Langata Constituency. It takes care of many handicapped people. I have been at this centre 4 times. The last time I assisted in the splitting firewood and kitchen chores.  I have never participated in the feeding. Because of the rains, there was little to do. The clothes had been washed, no splitting of firewood and a team that had been there and already cooked.

The dilemma was what would Nipe Sauti do? Only feeding? We were ready. We played games; Jump Rope/rope skipping we call it KATII. Some of the children joined us. It was fun because I could not even skip the rope 5 times while one of the disabled was able to skip more than ten times. They clapped happily as they cheered one of their own. When we realised they can clap happily we started singing. I was astonished to know that they knew a few Luhyia gospel songs. I sang my voice hoarse. You could think it was a competition. My prize was the happiness and joy they portrayed.  Some were struggling to clap, I went around helping them clap their hands. Some were just hitting their chairs using their backs. You could think it is painful but it was not. We sang until I could not lead anymore.

The most interesting part was feeding them. It was tough as what they did was smile, scream or shout. I picked one who had not shown any sign of screaming or clapping. She was totally handicapped. She could not move or talk. She was born like that. At first, I wanted to cry. I felt the pain and the disability. Born like that! I asked God within my heart, "How could you be unfair to them?" They could not move or feed themselves. The girl I was feeding could not chew her food. I felt like crying.

Next to me was Sister Emirata a Rwandese citizen. She could not communicate in Swahili. She told me that the kid I was feeding was called Nancy and that the children at that centre had a way of communicating to each other. They only understood each other. Whenever I did the wrong thing, Nancy's friend; Ann, corrected me. Sister Emirata was feeding Ann while I was feeding Nancy.

There are many things I have learnt and am a different person today. I will never forget my experience with Nancy and Ann. When you visit this centre at Langata pass my greetings to them.

Author:Mandela C Sangura
Edited by: Mwl. Nangabo

Will YOU be the hope for these Children?

"For every noble thing you do, the Lord shall double the blessings He intended for you," Anonymous.

Will YOU be the hope for these Children?

On 21st May, 2016- this Saturday Nipe Sauti Africa shall visit Pillars of  Hope Children's Home in Kitengela. This is a chance for all of us to reach out to the society.
Kindly get in touch with Nipe Sauti Africa to volunteer in this event.

"We are working with friends from different groups and organizations. You can carry anything important or useful to kids. The Children's home is made up of kids up-to age 15 years. We shall meet in Town at Railways Stage at exactly 8:00am. Incase of anything feel free to contact me.  Remember to tag at-least 2 friends."
Mandela on 0702741898

Nipe Sauti Africa

A vision of a society with no cries
A country with no strata
A people with one voice
Is the race we run
As they run for office
Brethren, the world is more beautiful with a smile
Join Nipe Sauti and be the difference

I adore role models and icons
Only blink in the face of camera
For giving and serving has become a show
Nipe Sauti Africa is not about the pomp and color
For nobility starts with me and you
And goes a long way to giving a voice to the voiceless

Life worth moments warranting celebrations
Are never about pulling price tags
True living is about living for others
Join Nipe Sauti Africa, serve
And forever live in someone's smile
For a legacy on the coin
Never lasts a lifetime

Fifty four years down the line
The faces in the suit are still the same
The only change; more wrinkles and more bank accounts
Change is not about the tyranny of numbers
Change is about me and you
Let us be the light of society
And voice true and Living Change.

Poem by
William Kadima,
Student, Strathmore University.