Often we go to pass out John and Romans and tracts in the areas around the churches my dad has started here in Kenya. The first few times I started going on visitation where the people were not familiar with English, I was hesitant. Because I knew that if I handed a tract to someone, I would need to also tell them that they were welcome to the local church that was having a special service for the anniversary or anything else that was going on. The talking part I was afraid to do, but I also knew that the members of the church needed the example of a bold Christian even if it was just over something as simple as that. But when I heard what my mom said to someone she was visiting with, I was able to follow the conversation and start a conversation with someone else. The only problem that sometimes came up was that the person asked something that I was not expecting he would ask. Now my problem is that I cannot always find the right words to answer their question, but I can understand practically anything they say. Usually there is someone with me and they take it on from there. But now my brother and sisters and I are having Swahili lessons, and I hope that after I have studied the language I would be able to speak fluently in it. For now, though, I am thankful that I can speak as much as I do, and that I can understand quite a bit. I also find it a great blessing to be understood in the little that I can speak.