commissioning

Today is the last full day with the team, which is both great (get to flee from the less-than-savory people) (that's me getting commissioned with the other girls going to Huruma--more on that later) but frightening. Like leaving the nest. It's quite something to commission everyone for their assignments--there's this anticipation of the actually-going-out-into-Kenya fact, and the even greater anticipation of reunion. No one comes back from those three weeks the same (unless something really goes wrong). If you've opened your heart to God's work in and around you, you come back from those three weeks a clearer likeness of who God created you to be. As the staff commissions students, we're supposed to say stuff like, "In the name of the Father, Son, and the Holy Spirit, I commission you to be salt and light in Kwale." Or something like that. I chose to say, "I commission you to be who God created you to be." Which, all things considered, is a very tall order.

And below...these are just gratuitous pictures of me being all authority-like, annointing people with holy oil. Would now be an appropriate time to say, "Like a boss"?