We made it safely back to the states this week.  As we begin to reflect back on our time Kenya we have been overwhelmed with God’s protection and provision for our family.   We know that you have prayed for our family and we can confidently say that the Lord has answered your prayers in so many ways! We look forward to seeing and talking with many of you over the next several weeks.



Making and putting up decorations in the children’s ward of the hospital

The annual gingerbread house competition between all the missionary families (everyone home-makes all their own gingerbread and cuts all the pieces!!)


Still to come (I’ll post pictures soon!)

*Christmas parties at the orphanage: There are groups traveling to the 4 orphanages closest to Tenwek to throw Christmas parties for the kids- our family will help with one on Saturday. We are in charge of organizing outdoor games and relays…perfect for our family of boys! We will also have crafts, cupcakes, and a time to share the Christmas story with the kids. There is a group of volunteers here from Charlotte, NC that have raised money and brought supplies to put on all these parties. They raised enough money to buy each orphanage a cow, each child a new pair of shoes and a new school uniform. They are a huge blessing. They are associated with Friends of Tenwek which is a non-profit that supports the hospital and its needs in huge ways! To find out more about it or to get involved check out this website

*Christmas Caroling at the hospital

*Christmas Eve Service at Africa Gospel Church

*Help pack and hand out goody bags in the children’s ward on Christmas day

We also have had the privilege of hosting one of Hannah’s old young life girls this week that is currently a nursing major at Clemson. She has been able to shadow Drew at the hospital, visit the children’s ward, help the nurses feed babies in the NICU, and attend the weekly staff wide devotional. She will also participate in the Christmas activities with us. It has truly been a sweet time of seeing worlds collide…providing an opportunity to share some of Africa with her and especially to expose her to the work that is happening at a mission hospital as she starts her journey training for a career in the medical field.


Although the Christmas season feels much slower paced here in Kenya, our hearts and minds have been moving at breakneck speed as we begin to say our goodbyes, pack, prepare for Christmas and do the best we can to end our time here well. We ask for your prayers as even just after 4 short months we will have some hard goodbyes. We definitely feel the weight of leaving the huge medical needs (especially in OBGYN!) along with leaving so many long term missionaries here who have opened their hearts and homes to us. It will be bittersweet in so many ways. Last, please pray for travel mercies as we start to make the trek back this coming Tuesday!

Finally, I’ll leave you with this quote I have been thinking about this Christmas from an advent devotional by Paul David Tripp “There is only one word that captures the one amazing, history altering event: glory. The angels sang a glory song not only because the events about which they sang were glorious, but also because the One who came was, is and ever will be the sum and definition of glory. The angels sang of glory because Glory has come to earth to rescue us from the inglory of sin and to unleash the forgiving and transforming glory of his grace on all who would believe.” 

May we all take advantage of moments to stop and realize how truly glorious the miracle of Christmas is. We look forward to seeing many of you soon!


In the last few weeks we celebrated Thanksgiving, traveled  to Masa Mara for safari with Hannah’s parents, visited the homes of several new Kenyan friends, decorated for Christmas and continued work in and around the hospital.





11/19- Maureen’s Story

I met Maureen the day before her surgery. She had a large pre-cancerous growth in a very personal location. It had become difficult for her to sit or sleep due to the pain and discomfort she was experiencing. She had sought medical care from various doctors but nobody was willing to take on her case. The Tenwek team found Maureen at a community outreach clinic where they prayed with her and offered to help care for her if she could make it to the hospital.

After several months of saving, Maureen eventually made the 5 hour trip to Tenwek with enough money to cover the initial costs for her hospital admission. Our surgical team saw her and made plans to remove the entire growth the following day. The large defect left behind would require moving a flap of skin from her thigh to allow for proper healing. This meant that the risk of wound breakdown or complications following surgery were high but complete removal was the only chance at curing her condition and preventing cancer from spreading in the future.

The surgery went well with an aesthetically pleasing end result but unfortunately half of Maureen’s wound broke down after the first week. The location of her flap, the sanitary conditions in the ward and her HIV+ status all created unique challenges for proper healing. The best way forward seemed to be twice daily dressing changes to allow the surgical site to heal from the inside out.

For the next two weeks, Maureen’s bandage was painfully changed morning and night, these times fraught with frequent tears and great anxiety for Maureen. It was during this time of praying with Maureen before each dressing change that a bond was formed and we began to hear more of her story.


Hannah heard about the case and asked if she could go pray with Maureen. The two became fast friends. Hannah gave her a Bible as well as a children’s Bible for her ten year old son that had been donated and they they began to study the Bible together. Maureen was certainly no stranger to suffering. An orphan at the age of 12, a long struggle with infertility, a diagnosis with HIV then eventual abandonment by her husband had all given Maureen good reason to run from the Lord but her faith continues to grow. She has been mentored by her God-fearing grandmother and now desires to teach her own son about the Lord and His ways.

Yesterday, Maureen walked out of the hospital after a one month stay. Before she left we were able to tell her that the cost of her hospital bill had been covered (in part by generous donations from you) and that the results from her surgery showed she was cancer free! She wept in her bed on the ward and we were able to pray and thank God for His provision and grace. This was truly an example of Jesus healing a women both inside and out. Maureen left Tenwek physically healed and spiritually encouraged. Before she left she came over to our house for chai and met our kids. What a sweet moment for us to have her in our home and pray with her before she went home. It was exciting for Hannah and I to team up in caring for a patient and we are thankful for the opportunity to partner with you and the entire team at Tenwek.

This case was a great reminder for me of what God has done in redeeming us as his children. He has completely paid the spiritual debts we couldn’t afford and removed our sin completely. We too have been set free from the cancer of our flesh and covered with the beauty of his righteousness.

God made him who had no sin to be sin for us, so that in him we might become the righteousness of God.” – 2 Corinthians 5:21



Highlights from the last few weeks: Haircuts, Halloween in Africa, a trip to the countryside to visit a Kenyan farm, Drew’s parents coming to visit, continued work at the hospital and rainy season.  Thanks for praying!



We recently had the chance to go on safari as a family.  This was an incredible experience; the wildlife and scenery were amazing!  Lots of cool pictures too.  In the last several weeks were celebrated both of the boy’s birthdays and our 9 year anniversary.  Work at the hospital continues to go well with lots of complicated cases and several surgeries for patients with GYN cancers.



Meet Mercy. At the age of 23, a large cervical tumor and  incessant bleeding had forced this young women out of a job, forbade her from any relationship and left her in a state of constant fear. Her life, once filled with great hope and promise is now characterized by shame, torment, humiliation and despair. Tumors like this don’t come about overnight, but rather they are the result of sexually transmitted viruses acquired 10-12 year prior. That’s a math problem that nobody wants to solve and I’m sure you can imagine what this must have meant for Mercy’s upbringing and and adolescent years in her remote Kenyan village.


Mercy came to Tenwek because her low blood counts and severe bleeding had made it difficult for her to walk.  The diagnosis of cervical cancer could be made from the door by odor alone but nonetheless we took a tissue biopsy and waited the 10 long days for the results to come in.  Every day on rounds Mercy was the same.  She starred at the floor, never made eye contact, spoke in a whisper or not at all, and sat lifelessly in her bed on the ward  The biopsy  returned as expected – AGGRESSIVE CERVICAL CANCER.  We informed Mercy of the results, and that because of the size of the tumor, her best treatment option was radiation therapy at a facility 4 hours away.

Days turned to weeks and Mercy never left the hospital.  Her family was unable to pay the $1000 outstanding balance on her hospital bill in order to be released.  Mercy lacked any form of government insurance to assist with the payment of her past or upcoming treatments or even any documentation to support her Kenyan citizenship.  It was quickly becoming clear that Mercy would not be receiving her radiation treatments and would assuredly die from her disease.

So we prayed with Mercy, asked God for guidance and decided to change the plan. Surgery for Mercy would certainly be difficult and dangerous given the size of the tumor but it gave us the best chance to extend Mercy’s life.  With $400 that you donated we were able to pay for Mercy’s surgery and hospital recovery.  Her operation went remarkably well and the tumor was resected!

In the days that followed her surgery I was able to talk to Mercy more on the ward.  She was different and something had changed.   She smiled each time that I saw her and her strength was returning day by day.  Three days after surgery Mercy informed my resident and I that she had recently become a Christian through the ministry of the hospital chaplains and she asked us to find her a Swahili Bible. Incredible!  She went on to say that she had given up on life before coming to Tenwek and had now found new life in Christ.

Today Mercy has a bible that sits beside her bed.  She looks into your eye when she talks; she looks straight ahead when she walks and doesn’t look down.  She often visits other women on the ward and can usually be found laughing and smiling in the halls (see picture above).  Mercy still needs more treatment but it’s unlikely that she will get it.  There is a good chance that years from now she will still die from her disease.  Three-quarters of her hospital bill has been paid by charitable donations from you and the social work department at Tenwek.  Her family is doing fundraising in their hometown to raise the $350 that remains.  Once Mercy is discharged we will work to get her a national insurance card to assist with the remaining treatments but the cost will likely still be prohibitive; all of this a harsh reminder of the brokenness of our social and health care systems both here and at home.

But because of his great love for us, God, who is rich in mercy, made us alive with Christ even when we were dead.”   -Ephesians 2:4-5


Our current TENWEK team

Praise be to God that he sent his son into the broken, lame and lifeless world that we live in; and He changed it forever.  Death is not the end for Mercy or for those that call on the name of the Lord…it is merely the beginning.  And until that time comes I hope you can find great joy in knowing that God has restored hope, dignity and an abundant life worth living to at least one 23 year-old Kenyan girl.  Thanks for being part of everything we are doing.




9/21- Starbucks, haircuts and other things I miss…

By Hannah Benac

Lately my dreams have been revealing to me apparently all that I hold dear. A few nights ago I dreamed I was drinking a huge cup of Starbucks coffee and the night before that I dreamed I was getting a haircut at a really nice salon where everything smelled wonderful and I was reclining in a comfortable chair. Every time I wake up, laugh to myself a little and then think about how I can hide the desire for these luxuries in the daytime with my smile and responses of how we are adjusting to living in a 3rd world country just fine, but there’s no stopping your mind from wandering and longing for the familiar in your dreams. There’s definitely a lot of things I miss here but if I were to really be honest with myself, in all actuality, the thing I miss the most is my independence.

The place where we are living truly is wonderful so many ways. Our needs are provided for, we feel safe and the best part is, it’s right down the road from the hospital so most days Drew can come home for lunch. All that’s truly important is present. The housing area we live in is called “the lower compound” and that’s what it is, a compound. We have people that live on all sides of us and there is always someone around. While there’s a sweetness to this (like how my kids always have a playmate or if you need anything you just knock on your neighbors door) I would say this is the first time either of us has lived in true community. Everything you do is seen, known and effects everyone around you. You share all that you have and are completely dependent on others for even the most basic needs (such as getting a ride to town to buy groceries). Some days I am totally fine with this way of life and other days I can feel my spirit fighting against every thing about the systems here.

I see so much need but am more aware then ever of my limitations. If I were to be honest, I’d say I miss feeling self-sufficient. Getting things done is something I pride myself in and it has been stripped from me here. It is leaving me often frustrated and wondering what in the world I’m doing here. I’m finding myself praying these prayers often- “Lord I am willing but you’re going to have to do it.” or “I don’t see a way so you’re going to have to make a way” or “I am at the end of myself, show yourself to me and those around me”. Not so coincidently I just finished reading the chapter in Jen’s Wilkin’s book None Like Him where she discusses the fact that God is the only one that is truly self-sufficient. This truth has never fought its way into my soul more than it has here.

Acts 17:24-28 “The God who made the world and everything in it is the Lord of heaven and earth and does not live in temples built by hands. And he is not served by human hands, as if he needed anything, because he himself gives all men life and breath and everything else. From one man he made every nation of men, that they should inhabit the whole earth; and he determined the times set for them and the exact places where they should live. God did this so that men would seek him and perhaps reach out for him and find him, though he is not far from each one of us. For in him we live and move and have our being.”

The fact that I can’t and only He can is a hard, refining truth. Most days to be honest, I don’t really like learning this one… but if it gives me more of Him then I’ll daily say yes to where He has me. And if that means I get to see more of what He does than what I can do then I’ll say yes to where He has me. And finally, I will pray that He’ll renew a right spirit in me as I wait on Him in anticipation. Lord, do more than we can ask or imagine because you are all the all-sufficient one.





“Flesh and blood cannot inherit the kingdom of God.” – 1 Corinthians 15:50

IMG_0421I hear the stretcher rattle through the doorway and quickly move aside.  It’s occupant, a young man with a head wrapped in bloody gauze, appears to be the latest victim of yet another boda boda (motorcycle) accident and the next patient for the on call trauma team that night.  Although the patient’s gender and location of injury are very different  than those I am accustomed to treating, my thoughts wander to the challenge facing his surgical team and whether or not he will survive the night.  His surgeons walk through the door less than a minute behind the stretcher and I am jolted back to reality.  I try to refocus and finally finish listing our 8 surgeries for the following day on the OR scheduling board before starting the half mile walk down the hill to our house.

The day has been a challenge.  It began by checking on the cervical cancer patient I did a radical hysterectomy and aortic lymph node dissection on the day before.  Praise God she was doing well.  The rest of the morning was spent in clinic where I met three successive patients with aggressive gynecological tumors.  One appears to have early disease and is being scheduled for surgery.  The second, Rose, has a large but resectable tumor and will undergo surgical resection hopefully in the next week or two.  Norah has one of the most aggressive and advanced tumors I have ever seen, consuming essentially everything from her pelvic bones to her rib cage.  The tumor is so large that the ulstrasound machine can’t properly characterize it and we order a CT scan (it’s incredible that we have that as an option here!).  I will likely be forced to tell her that her case is too complicated and refer her to a mediocre cancer treatment center hours away for a second opinion.


It can incredibly difficult to know with the limited resources here which cases are too big, too risky and too dangerous for the hospital and our team to handle.  I certainly believe we offer a high level of care but dread the thought of relegating a patient’s dying breath to the operating table in pursuit of futile treatment when that time could have been spent at home with their family.  Lord please give me wisdom!

The remainder of my day was spent working on a treatment plan for periviable twins at 28 weeks gestation with stage II twin to twin transfusion syndrome. I take the mother, Joyce, to speak with a visiting cardiologist who determines that the hearts of both babies are still pumping properly (which is a good sign) but this doesn’t change the fact that one baby is “stuck” and severely dehydrated while the other incredibly overloaded with fluid.  Because the placentas of both babies are conjoined, the fate of one is intimately linked to the fate of the other; with the death of one twin posing a 20-30% risk of stroke or death to its counterpart.  To try and prevent this we make plans to remove fluid from around one of the babies, prayerfully hopeful that this will keep the dehydrated baby alive and buy more time for both the twins.  Complications of the procedure or delivery at this point in the pregnancy would make it difficult for either baby to survive in Kenya but given the clinical picture and progressive nature of the twin’s condition, intervention seems to be the best option moving forward.     We will monitor the status of both babies carefully and plan for delivery at just the right time but the future of this pregnancy certainly hangs in the balance.  “This is out of our control Lord,” I pray.  We will treat but you will have to watch over, protect and heal these babies.

Finally, I spend some time after dinner looking into possible fertility treatment protocols at the request of one of the local Kenyan doctors. What a day! I was not formally trained an an GYN Oncologist, maternal fetal medicine or infertility specialist (all of which require three additional years of training in the US), but today I found myself wearing the hats of all three.  The patient problems here are exciting and terrifying all at the same time.  I consistently feel inadequate and unqualified to meet the challenges at hand but am comforted by the words of Don Ford, my director at Kanakuk who often said, “God does not call the qualified, he qualifies the called. God has reminded me of this recently just as he reminded the apostle Paul of this same truth when he said, “My grace is enough for you; my strength is made perfect in weakness.” (2 Cor 12:9, KJV)

So it’s 3 am Thursday morning here and I can’t sleep.  I’m feeling the weight of everything going on and trying to process everything that happened today. We lost two babies in the last 24 hours.  One was delivered by the call team last night with a fatal heart condition and the other died inside it’s mother at 30 weeks before our team could figure out what was going on and make a plan for delivery.  I am on call today (Thursday) then again this weekend.  Who know what the next 72 hours will bring.


Amidst a newfound heightened awarenesses of my weakness, my inability to make everything and everyone better and of the imperfect power of modern medine, I have gained a deeper understanding of God’s grace and his presence on a moment by moment basis. I sense his presence around the hospital more than normal and I have been reminded, more than ever, that “this world is not our permanent home.” (Hebrews 13:14, NLT) People die at Tenwek on a daily, sometimes hourly, basis which for me has served as sobering reminder that “flesh and blood cannot inherit the kingdom of God.” There comes a point for all of us where we must let go of the lifeblood was have grown accustomed to grasping hold of so tightly.   In the operating room I work with meticulous technique to restore flesh to it’s rightful place, keep blood loss to a minimum and to keep patients alive but more than my best surgical, diagnostic or treatment efforts, more than all of this, His grace is sufficient.  It has to be!  And I’m coming to realize that part of this grace, part of God’s goodness and part of God’s grand plan is at times for him to call people home to his kingdom.  Lord help me to release and let go of the patients you are calling home and give me the wisdom, insight and endurance to treat those you plan to heal.

Please pray for Rose, Norah and Joyce (and her babies) and all that is before them.  Pray that God would get the glory in their lives and through the care they receive. Thanks for your support!



We have been in Kenya 10 days and have lived at Tenwek for over a week! Hard to believe. Just as much as the initial transition went smoother than expected we are now experiencing the some of the unexpected challenges of day to day life at a mission hospital.

The OB/GYN service at Tenwek is one of the busiest and most unpredictable in the hospital. Hospital admissions to Tenwek have increased dramatically in recent months due to a national nurses strike which has the maternity unit functioning at double normal capacity. Nurses at government hospitals across the country have gone on strike petitioning for higher wages which has led to a surge of patients coming to Tenwek as one of few places they can still receive care.


The majority of first line medical care for these women is handled my midwives and medical officers with long term or visiting senior physicians available at all times to staff rounds, perform surgical procedures and attend difficult deliveries.  There are currently 60 patients on the ward, many of them sharing beds or sitting in chairs, and never a shortage of things to be done.   Medical education in Kenya consists of 5 years of medical school followed by 3 years of medical officer training before you can even apply for a 3-5 year residency program!  A good portion of my time in the hospital for the next several months will be spent teaching and training the Kenyan medical officers on pregnancy and gynecologic care.  Some will go on to formal residency training but many will work for remote county health clinics where they will be expected to handle deliveries and perform c-section on their own.   Tenwek is hopeful in the near future to expand their medical education to a formal residency program to further meet the needs of the high risk patient population in the country..

This week we had around 40 patients to see each day and two patients in the ICU; one with seizures secondary to swelling on the brain from severe pre-eclampsia and another with massive hemorrhage (hemoglobin of 3) and septic shock due infection from a elective abortion that was performed at an outside facility days before she arrived to the hospital.  I did a radical hysterectomy for a patient with cervical cancer, a mini-laparotomy for a patient with ectopic pregnancy, was called to radiology to perform a hysterosalpingogram on a patient with infertility and did several c-section in the middle of the night.  I have lots to learn here.  I often feel inadequate, over my head and out of my league.  It is still strange to look around the operating room for help only to find a Kenyan medical student starring at me from across the table.  I am thankful for my training and humbled to be here.   I can confidently say that I have felt the Lord directing my hands and my head as I am in the OR, on the wards or around the hospital.

We are learning about the difficulty of balancing normal life with the great medical need that exists.  During my call day Thursday I saw the boys for 10 minutes before bed then worked until around 330 AM that night.  It felt like residency again.  We are trying to figure out what is normal here and how to remain a family while honoring the Lord in the work that he has asked us to do.  Please pray for wisdom for our family  as we continue to transition over the next several weeks.  I am off this weekend.  Today we went for a hike to to the nearby waterfall and Motigo Tea Factory (below).


Here are a few pictures from around the hospital.  For the medical folks out there this place is amazingly advanced.  They use ICD-10, have a completely electronic medical record, use Ligasure cautery in the OR and have a CT scanner.


Delivery bay….not the most organized.  Kiwi vacuum available for use


Grand Rounds lecture hall


OR supply room with extra Ligature devices…. a nice surprise


Ultrasound room


Handwritten instructions for assembly of laparoscopic camera


Sharpie drawing on the wall of delivery room… postpartum hemorrhage is the same everywhere

On a lighter note, I can report that life as a medical missionary is not glorious.  We noticed when we got here that our toilet seat was very painful to sit on.  We have requested a replacement but have no idea when and if this will ever happen.  Nothing happens quickly in Kenya.  So far the medical tape has been sufficient and comfort has been improved.


Our 2 bedroom apartment has been great (see pictures).  We have a great view of the sunrise every morning from our porch.   Thanks for your support and prayers.  We feel them daily and are so thankful!





Romans 11:33,36

Oh the depth of the riches of the wisdom and knowledge of God! How unsearchable his judgments, and his paths beyond tracing out…For from him and through him and to him are all things. To him be the glory forever! Amen.  

There were many times in the planning stages of our trip here that we wondered about the timing of it all. Why did we get pushed back to late August? Why 5 months? Why Kenya? Honestly we said yes to going overseas with open hands and hearts not knowing when, where or how long we would be going initially. We soon found out that Tenwek hospital in Kenya was where they had housing for families and it was available until January so we said yes to it all even though so much was still unclear.

In the midst of this uncertainty there were a few things we did know…1. God had made it clear and made the way of us to go to Kenya 2. He has burdened our hearts to stand in the gap for 2 major things- those lacking medical care and orphans. I had no idea that just 3 days after our arrival we would see those 2 things collide giving us more confirmation that in all things His timing is perfect.

Let me explain…one of the main reasons we came to Tenwek was to help relieve the full time missionary OBGYN that lives here with her family (Dr. Joy Draper). We knew before we came that they were pursuing adopting a little boy in Uganda who is medically fragile. Because of his medical needs they were able to expedite the adoption and brought him back to Tenwek yesterday! This (not so coincidentally) is the same day Drew started work at the hospital. This will enable Dr Draper to take the month off to help her family with the adjustment as well as travel back to Uganda to obtain a visa for Frank their new son. She shared with Drew yesterday that God knew the timing of us coming would be perfect and she is grateful to have him here to cover as she cares for her son. What a sweet gift for God to allow us to play a small part in just one of the ways He is working. He continues to reveal himself as a Father to the fatherless. He has rescued Frank and provided a home where he will not only be so loved by a mother and father but above all hear about the love His heavenly  Father has for Him.

Psalm 68: 4-5 Sing to God, sing in praise of his name, extol him who rides on the clouds; rejoice before him- his name is the Lord. A father to the fatherless, a defender of the widows, is God in his holy dwelling. 

This is our God and I am so thankful.


8/26/17 – ARRIVED

We finally made it to Tenwek hospital and are settling into our new home! It feels so great to be here and we are all so so happy to not be on a plane, bus, or any form of transportation! The trip over all went very well. Thank the Lord we had no delays or trouble getting through customs. The boys also surpassed our expectations with how well they did. We survived on legos, movies, coloring and snacks. We also pulled out various surprises along the way to keep things interesting for them. They slept fairly well on our flight to Amsterdam- Drew and I, not so much since they were sleeping on us! We arrived in Nairobi on Friday about 10:30pm and after waiting on our luggage and going through customs we finally got to our guest house after midnight. We were exhausted to say the least. The next day, I went with another wife from Tenwek (who met us in Nairobi) and shopped for the month; we are 4 hours from the city and there’s many items you can’t get in the little town closest to the hospital so when you are in Nairobi you stock up! That was pretty overwhelming but thankfully someone was there to help guide me. We also went to the butcher for meat and another grocery for produce. This took us all day (i’m having to get used to everything taking much longer here). That night was pretty rough sleepwise with the boys getting up at all hours of the night (it is an 8 hour time difference).

The next morning we made the 4 hour drive to the hospital with a van packed to the gills. We are so happy to now be in the place we’ll call home for the next 5 months and start creating our new normal. We are in  a 2 bedroom apartment just down the hill from the hospital. Our apartment opens up to a giant courtyard where there are always kids outside running around, playing with sticks, climbing trees and playing soccer. Needless to say our boys jumped right in and are loving their life here so far. We are a bit overwhelmed with the amount of information we’re receiving in learning what everyday life is like here but overall we feel like the transition has gone smoothly and everyone has been more than kind and welcoming.

We truly have seen the Lord’s hand and his care for us in every step of this journey. There are so many details that have happened where he’s shown us how He is with us- even in the little things. For example, our last flight to Nairobi was a “double decker plane” with an upstairs. This was significant because Lane somehow got it in his head that we would be riding one on our way over. We tried to warn him it may not happen but he would not stop talking about it. It was sweet to walk up to our gate in Amsterdam and in fact see that a double decker plane sitting outside the window (small I know but so significant to that little 4 year old)! We also were pulling out of my parents driveway to leave the the airport when a UPS trucked pulled up delivering the cords Drew needed for the fetal monitors he was bringing over. Finally arriving here we are blown away at the shear amount of little boys right around our kids ages tha live here—instant playmates! Not to mention it is beautiful, green and 70 degrees all day–we are rarely inside. We are mostly just stopping in awe of seeing what we’ve been praying for for the last 6 months actually materialize before our eyes. It is truly sweet.

Tomorrow we’ll unpack more and Drew will start work Monday! We’ve been hearing from everyone how excited they are to have another OBGYN as the service is VERY busy so I’m sure he’ll hit the ground running.Thankful for all your prayers, we love and miss you all!



The countdown is on!  Our family leaves in 4 days for Kenya and we are so excited to go.  We have done all we can to prepare for what lies ahead and are so thankful for the help of friends, family and Samaritan’s Purse in this process.  Recently the boys spent time with their grandparents while mom and dad did some last minute shopping and took on the challenge of packing to move your family across the world.  The video below tells the story.

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The more we read, prepare and think about the trip ahead, the more we realize the importance of going with an open heart and open mind.  We certainly have ideas about how our family might be able to help and serve during out time at Tenwek but in actuality we have no clue what the next 5 months will look like.  So here we go!  We step out into the great unknown, grateful to serve a God who is faithful to provide us with the next step in the journey.

The heart of a man plans his course, but the Lord determines his steps.” – Proverbs 16:9


7/9/17 – ON THE MOVE

We made it safely to Texas this week! Our house has been moved into storage and our cars should be arriving today.  Sunday we leave to spend some much anticipated time at the beach with family.  The day to day pace for us has finally slowed down and this has been a welcomed change for everyone.

Just before leaving North Carolina we were able to pick up 4 fetal monitors to take with us to Africa.  These machines were originally designated for a trip to West Africa last spring but the Lord had other plans.  When we heard recently that Tenwek was in need of monitors like this we couldn’t help but be amazed at God’s grand plans.  He truly does work all things for good (Romans 8:28)! Thank you to the Heineman Foundation and the International Medical Outreach arm at Carolinas Medical Center for making this possible!


5/15/17 – FINISH LINE

We are exactly 1 month away from Drew’s last day in the hospital as a resident!  It’s so hard to believe this season of our family’s life is about to finish and a new one is about to begin.  The OB/GYN department held their annual awards banquet this past weekend where Drew was recognized as the one of the outstanding surgeons in his graduating class.


We feel so fortunate that we have been able to learn and train from so many talented and godly people during out time in Charlotte.  We look forward to taking what we’ve learned and using it for good and for the glory of God.  “To whom much is given…much is required.” Luke 12:48



We purchased plane tickets this week for our move to Kenya and couldn’t be more excited!  Things are starting to get real. We will leave the United States August 22nd and Return January 10th.

This week we will put our house in Charlotte on the market and start making preparations to pack up and head home to Texas at the end of June.


A few months ago the boys went and got all their vaccinations for the trip.  They did great!  They have navigated the upcoming transition without hesitation…their parents on the other hand are slightly overwhelmed by everything at times but doing well and getting more excited by the day.


2/2/2017 – CHANGE OF PLANS

We just found out that we will have to move our departure date for Kenya from August 8th to the 22nd.  Early August is election season in Kenya which has come with civil unrest in recent years.  We are praying and hoping for a peaceful election season and safe arrival in Nairobi this fall.



A year from now we will be finishing up five months in Kenya!  Wow hard to believe.  We recently received the boys’ passports in the mail.  Totally crazy.  I was almost thirty last year when I got a passport for the first time and now we’re getting ready to take our 2 toddlers half way across the world. This is exciting and terrifying at the same time.

We met a family in Cameroon last spring who had recently move to Africa from Mayo clinic with their two young girls and they were pregnant with their third!  We were amazed at their courage.  They reminded us that regardless of location, Africa or America, sickness, hardship and tragedy can still befall our families. This is certainly a good reminder for us as we look to buy plane tickets for our family, put our house on the market and mobilize medical supplies and equipment here in Charlotte over the next several months.