YES YES Y'ALL

SO, i have been catching some serious grief for the lack of a post in some time. I apologize, to be completely honest i don't particularly enjoy the process of writing about the things i'm experiencing, but once i'm done it feels great, and i know you guys wanna hear more, so here i am!
I have been here for two and a half weeks now, and things are really good! For those of you who dont know, i am staying with Mary (or mum as she is more commonly known...pretty much...everywhere) and there is another intern her at the moment named Yui from Japan. She's cool. She stays to herself most of the time, but lately has been making more noise and coming out of her shell! She works with 4 women in the new candle making project. Just briefly on the candle making project - i am not even involved really and it gives me headache, it has been so hard for these women to find a market for their candles, we got ripped off by the people who sold us the machine. They told us that we could get the KBS stamp (which is required to sell in the market) with the candles this machine produces, but that's completely untrue. So the women an Yui have been producing hundreds of useless candles. Although they burn well and look nice, they just aren't the right size or some BS like that. If you want candles, holler at me! that's enough on the candles!
I usually spend my days with mum... we start in the office and say whats up to the women in the sewing class, who are- Lucy, Hannah, Anne, Noleka, Beatrice and the teacher Violet. They are awesome! So much fun to be around and sometimes we don't get any further than this class, we just stay there and help where we can, and laugh with them! BUT most days after that we head out into the Mathare slum, and go looking for people who are affiliated with LPK (Living Positive Kenya). Mostly it's women who mum has heard through whatever source aren't feeling well, and need to see her and need to be prayed with / for. That's where i come in... seeing as i never fully understand their Kiswahili conversation (although i am getting much better) i just pray. Sometimes I will play with a child if there is one in the house. Eventually mum fills me in in English on what is going on, and we all pray together in English, and try to figure out what we can do to help.
From there we usually stop in at the LPK daycare and play with all the kids that are always eager to see there mzungu friend!
I don't really know what else to say... or how to describe the overwhelming presence of the Holy Spirit in this place. It brings me to my knees almost every day. peace.