How often do you give thanks for a good road? If we’re being honest, most of us would likely admit that we’ve spent more time cursing the occasional potholes of our city streets than we’ve spent thanking God for the miles of smooth, solid roads linking those potholes.
Emanuel Rop lives in the Rift Valley, in an area that borders two tribes called Kipsigis and Luos. He is 45 years old, and nothing about his life these days with his wife and four children would hint of his wild past before meeting God.
Few of us will be able to sponge away the images of desperate Afghans clinging to the landing gear of planes taxiing down Kabul’s airport runways. Some chose to fall to their deaths rather than be trapped in a country that was swiftly being taken over by the Taliban.
