New Children's Rosary Groups Form in Kenya

 Fr. Wachira was recently assigned to a new parish and he requested the help of Fr. Cleophus in training animators for new Children's Rosary groups in the parish where he was assigned in Kenya. Fr Cleophus was able to visit St. John Kajiado Parish, Ngong Diocese and help initiate 6 new Children's Rosary groups. The training sessions were held between August 10-15, 2026. Here are some of the pictures from his visit.

These are the 6 groups that were established and when they will be meeting:

1.St. Marys Terosei Training date 10/8 Meeting time every Saturday 8:am 

2. St. Peters Soit Naibor Training date 11/8 Meeting time Saturday 2:00pm 

3. St Joseph the Worker Sajironi Training date 12/8 Meeting time: Sunday after Mass 

4. Good Shephered Enkorika. Training date 13/8 Meeting time Sunday 3:00pm 

5. St. Johns Kajiado Main Parish Centre Training date 14/8 Meeting time Saturday 8am and 2pm 

6. St. Anthony of Padua Inyornyor Training date 15/08 Meeting time Sunday after Mass

Interview on Radio Waumini in Nairobi, Kenya

Asher Kaufman, age 18, has been spending a year spreading the Children's Rosary in Europe and Africa. Recently he shared of his visit to Radio Waumini in Nairobi, Kenya. "As a result of my meeting at ACI Africa, Agnes helped me to get in touch with Radio Waumini, with whom I did an interview the following day. Radio Waumini is the Catholic radio station operated by the Bishops’ Conference in Kenya. Bramwel was the man who interviewed me, and he very generously offered to take me to the Basilica in downtown for Mass afterward since I had not been able to do so that morning." 

This interview is very engaging. The interviewer asked questions such, what stands out to you about the faith of African children?

Listen

The Final Days in Kenya

Asher Kaufman, age 18, set out on June 28 for a yearlong trip to help spread the Children's Rosary in Europe and Africa. He spent the months of July, August and the first two weeks in September in France. He arrived in Uganda on September 15. From Uganda he traveled by car to Rwanda on September 28. After a week in Rwanda there was once more a return for more travel in Uganda. On October 11 he arrived in Tanzania and on October 26 traveled to Kenya. Asher grew up helping the Children's Rosary and participating in it. He now is helping to spread the Children's Rosary to more parishes and schools. He is also discerning a vocation to the priesthood and has applied to the seminary through the Archdiocese of Hartford. Please keep both his trip and his vocation in your prayers. He has been sharing dispatches from the trip.  

"After visiting Dandora, Fr. Cleophus and I hit the road again, this time to the south. We went to Kajiado, where Fr. Wachira Wilson had his parish.

Fr. Wachira has long been a friend of the Children’s Rosary, having worked with Fr. Cleophus to establish Children’s Rosary in his parish in Rombo and then in his subsequent parish in Sultan Hamud. We visited him in Sultan Hamud back in 2019 at his parish of St. Martin of Tours. And in my last post, I discussed how I went to one of the outposts of that parish that still has a Children’s Rosary.

Now Fr. Wachira is at St. John’s parish in Kajiado. We arrived late on Monday and were able to be shown some rooms in the Anglican guest house next to Fr. Wachira’s parish.

Having just read through Pope St. John Paul II’s encyclical on inter-Christian relations, Ut Unum Sint, I joked with Fr. Cleophus that we were engaging in the essential work of ecumenism.

The next morning, we drove out to St. Peter’s outstation where we went to Mass with the children and presented the Children’s Rosary. Fr. Wachira had started the Children’s Rosary in the other outstations but not yet at this one.

Afterwards, we visited a rock quarry. It was located right outside of town and formed an essential part of the local economy. The rock was so brilliantly white that when I was in the midst of it, I had actually to close my eyes to avoid serious pain. A few workmen showed us around and explained some of the intricacies of the type of rock and some historical nuggets, like how the Germans had created a crater inside the rock to conceal themselves during the Second World War. However, since most of it was explained in Swahili, I cannot relate too much here.

One of the workmen then invited us to his home where we spend some time in fellowship with him and his family.

Once this was concluded, we drove back to the parish and had dinner. I met some of the other priests at the rectory; in all there were four. Everyone was quite nice and hospitable and thanked us for coming to the parish.

The following day, we set off around ten in the morning to head back to Nairobi after saying goodbye to Fr. Wachira. Fr. Cleophus had to be dropped off on the way in order to go to a priest who needed him to cover some Masses.

I stopped at the offices of ACI Africa to visit some of the staff there, including Agnes Aineah, who had written an article about my trip. The staff was very kind to give their time to receive me, and I enjoyed seeing their offices and hearing about their work. They report specifically on the Catholic Church in Africa, and so they have correspondents not just in Nairobi but in Nigeria, Cameroon, and South Africa.

I must say that Nairobi has changed noticeably since the last time I was here in 2019. It has developed, the neighborhoods appear more polished, and overall there is an air of business and gentrification.

As a result of my meeting at ACI Africa, Agnes helped me to get in touch with Radio Waumini, with whom I did an interview the following day. Radio Waumini is the Catholic radio station operated by the Bishops’ Conference in Kenya. Bramwel was the man who interviewed me, and he very generously offered to take me to the Basilica in downtown for Mass afterward since I had not been able to do so that morning.

After Mass, I went to meet with Fr. Don Bosco Onyalla, the head of ACI Africa and the one who had originally expressed interest in running the story about my trip. Fr. Don Bosco received me at the parish where he was staying, St. Austin’s Parish in Msongari, with some priests.

He is a most interesting man, having lived in France, South Sudan, and Kenya. He was very warm and accommodating in making time for me in the midst of his busy routine, which included a long journey back from a rural village to the office.

We had a very nice evening with all the other priests at the rectory. The parish itself is worthy of mention as it is the oldest in mainland Kenya. It was built by the Holy Ghost Missionaries at the end of the nineteenth century. The church itself is a beautiful stone construction that reminds me of some of the older churches back home in Connecticut.

So ended my last full day in Kenya.

On the morrow, I met up again with Fr. Cleophus to say one final goodbye, and then I left for the airport, bound for Madagascar. I will leave that story, however, for another time."

To see all of Asher's dispatches from his journey click HERE

The Journey in Kenya Continues to Dandora

Asher Kaufman, age 18, set out on June 28 for a yearlong trip to help spread the Children's Rosary in Europe and Africa. He spent the months of July, August and the first two weeks in September in France. He arrived in Uganda on September 15. From Uganda he traveled by car to Rwanda on September 28. After a week in Rwanda there was once more a return for more travel in Uganda. On October 11 he arrived in Tanzania and on October 26 traveled to Kenya. Asher grew up helping the Children's Rosary and participating in it. He now is helping to spread the Children's Rosary to more parishes and schools. He is also discerning a vocation to the priesthood and has applied to the seminary through the Archdiocese of Hartford. Please keep both his trip and his vocation in your prayers. He has been sharing dispatches from the trip.  

"On Friday morning, we set off from Voi in the direction of Dandora, a suburb of Nairobi. It was set to be a long journey but not excessively so; it was only a few hours. On the way, we planned to stop at the St. Raphael outstation of the Sultan Hamud parish of Fr. Wachira. For those of you who have watched the Fertile Soil Africa documentary now streaming on EWTN’s streaming platform for free, you would know this place well; it is in the rural Maasai village we visited where we visited the dung huts and walked through the riverbed. If you have not watched the documentary, go ahead and watch it.

On our way down the dirt path to the village, it became gradually apparent that the rains of the day previous had made the path rather wet and muddy. The way became worse and more treacherous. Finally, we came upon a long stretch of mud that was deeper and thicker than before. David, the driver, hit the accelerator and went straight into it, turning the steering wheel this way and that to keep the car pointed in the right direction. Small bits of mud flew up past the windows like confetti, covering the hood and roof of the car. When we finally made it out on the other side, the wheels were caked with mud, and overall the car looked like it had just come through a swamp. One accelerates in mud to prevent the car from settling, which is what would happen if one braked.

After this experience, David was a bit wary of blazing right into the next stretch of treacherous ground, particularly since it was much longer than the last. If the car were to get stuck, it would require a tractor to pull it out; this is no cheap endeavor.

I looked around; there were some sheep pasturing nearby in the tumbleweed and small brush. On the road were varied animal tracks, including those of a giraffe. Besides the anguished and deep treads our car had just made in the mud, only the single track of a motorcycle showed the mark of human existence; not a person or house was in sight. This was not the best place to become stranded in the mud.

We decided to turn left down a narrow path in hopes of finding a parallel road that was less threatening. On the way, we passed some giraffes, and, having not seen any during my visit to Queen Elizabeth National Park in Uganda, I stopped to take some pictures. 

While there, we noticed there was a house not far away out of which a man emerged. He came over to us and started talking to David. Realizing our situation, he found a man on a motorbike to guide us toward a parallel road not far away. Back on track, we sped down to the outstation quite rapidly.

Upon arriving, the children were present to greet us, and many of the same people who were there the last time came as well. Amos, the animator who showed us around the church and the surrounding houses, for instance, was there. Also a few of those who had invited us to their houses were present as well.

We gave rosaries to the group, which has continued to meet so faithfully, and we gave some small gifts of bread and juice. We could not prolong our visit too long, however, since some rain seemed to be inclement, and that could have prevented our being able to pass on the road.

Once safely back on the paved main road, we directed ourselves towards Dandora, the suburb of Nairobi where I had been invited by Fr. Steven Mburu(pictured below) of Holy Cross Family Ministries. Fr. Cleophus had to leave to cover Masses for another priest, so this visit to Dandora was one I was completing on my own.

Upon arriving at the parish, I noticed that it was in a particularly active and loud neighborhood; music blared from speakers set up in the street, and the occasional car horn made its presence known more than once.

The rectory, however, was very comfortable, and I felt a rush of pleasure when I was shown to my room. It was nicely furnished with a large bed and enough space for my bags. There was a large bay window overlooking the street.

That night I met Fr. Steve and the other priests of the parish. Fr. Steve was a very warm and welcoming man who made me feel right at home. He had also organized a meticulous schedule of events for the next day and Sunday, for which I was grateful.

Just before bed, he informed me that I might want to change rooms since it would be noisy in the morning because of the street. Having more than once been able to sleep through very loud noises, though, I declined his offer, having taken a liking to my room.

The next morning, I was awakened very early by a loud horn blast. Still half asleep and wondering what this unwelcome interruption to my peaceful reverie might be, I tried to go back to sleep only to have the sound repeated. It continued incessantly for some minutes. I realized it was a car horn but was at a loss was to why it continued on for so long. Another horn joined it, and the two did not stop during all the time I was showering and dressing. Because of the bay window, the sound came in practically unfiltered such that it was almost like I was on the street corner myself. I inquired later to the others about it, and I was told that the rectory was right next to a bus stand and that the bus drivers blow their horns like that to attract customers. What a neighborhood!

That day, I went out on a hike with some youths from various parishes in the local deanery. We prayed all four sets of mysteries of the Rosary, the Litany of the Saints, and the Litany of the Blessed Virgin Mary. It was a powerful hike.

Afterwards we went to the house of a friend of Fr. Steve’s for lunch, and I was invited to say a few words on the Rosary. We then went back to the parish.

It was such an enjoyable day, being with the young people and with the staff at Holy Cross Family Ministries that were so kind and helpful to me. I was grateful to have gotten to know them.

The next day, Sunday, was when we went to visit Our Lady of the Rosary parish on the other side of town. This parish was particularly vibrant, with the Rosary being prayed before every Mass. The priest welcomed us warmly. He was very interested in starting a Children’s Rosary group, as were the parishioners and staff there. Indeed, I felt so blessed that I had gotten the opportunity to visit this parish out of all the others.

For lunch, we stopped at a recently-built house of the Holy Cross Fathers. It was remote and peaceful, with the breeze gently rippling through the shady trees. It was the kind of place one dreams about living in.

The rest of Sunday afternoon I spent resting and catching up on important work back at the rectory.

Such was my visit to Dandora; we left on Monday morning. I must say that I am very grateful for my time there and for Fr. Steve’s hospitality. I made many friends there, including Anderson and Agrey, young men about my age who were at the rectory with me, and members of the Holy Cross team who were so kind as to help me with my Children’s Rosary outreach efforts when visiting the Holy Rosary parish.

What a blessed visit!"

To see all of Asher's dispatches from his journey click HERE

Arrival in Kenya

Asher Kaufman, age 18, set out on June 28 for a yearlong trip to help spread the Children's Rosary in Europe and Africa. He spent the months of July, August and the first two weeks in September in France. He arrived in Uganda on September 15. From Uganda he traveled by car to Rwanda on September 28. After a week in Rwanda there was once more a return for more travel in Uganda. On October 11 he arrived in Tanzania. Asher grew up helping the Children's Rosary and participating in it. He now is helping to spread the Children's Rosary to more parishes and schools. He is also discerning a vocation to the priesthood and has applied to the seminary through the Archdiocese of Hartford. Please keep both his trip and his vocation in your prayers. He has been sharing dispatches from the trip.  

"Upon driving into Kenya, we decided to stay the night in Oloitokitok, a town not far from the border, for the night. It was late but the time we got over there, so we just found a hotel and went to sleep. For this part of a trip, we found it necessary to hire a driver, in fact the same one we had back in 2019 when we were in Kenya and Tanzania. In Tanzania this time we had mostly stayed around Moshi, and when we needed to go far, it was to Dar es Salaam, and we could take a bus. But here in Kenya, we have needed to drive long distances to very remote parishes, and thus the car has been absolutely indispensable. The next morning, Sunday morning, we set out from Oloitokitok with the destination of Mombasa. Mombasa is quite a long journey from the border crossing where we were, so we knew there was a possibility we would not make it there in one day. This was compounded by the need to look for a Mass and the lack of ways to check easily where one was available. We drove a long ways into the rural areas of Rombo parish only to find that the Mass at that outpost had already passed the homily, meaning it would not count for our Sunday obligation. We went to another subparish which did not have Mass at that time. We went to a third one only to find that the Mass was just ending. “We are not lucky,” Fr. Cleophus remarked to me. Indeed, we were not. Try as we might, we could not find a Mass, and so I had to settle for watching an online Mass that evening at the hotel. 

We stayed in Voi, a roadside town on the way to Mombasa, that night. We did not stay long, for the next morning, we departed around 4:00 a.m. The way to Mombasa was still long and the traffic heavy. Upon entering the city, I was struck by just how hot it was. I had experienced the heat of Dar es Salaam, but the heat of Mombasa was still worse! The very air hung heavily about me like a thick mantle, the sweat gathered in unwanted droplets on my forehead, and my solace was in opening wide the window of our vehicle and feeling the wind on my face until my ear ached from the built-up pressure. But there was no time for excessive ruminations on the weather. Once we arrived, we headed a bit to the south of the city to visit a community of brothers called the Good Shepherd Brothers. These were friends of Fr. Cleophus’s, and they had a parish adjoining them at which they were interested to start a Children’s Rosary group. One of the brothers, named Br. Moses, agreed to accompany us to the other parish we were going to. It turned out to be quite an involved journey. We found trouble in following the directions we were given, and we endured several false starts and misguided turns before finally ending up on the right track. Once we arrived, we found Fr. David, a contemplative priest, who was running the parish. He welcomed both us and the Children’s Rosary warmly, introducing us to the children and promising to spread the movement more in his parish. I was very glad that Fr. Cleophus had been able to get in contact with him. That parish seemed to me a very promising place for the Children’s Rosary. After that meeting, we directed our steps (or rather our vehicle) right into Mombasa to the Changamwe parish where we stayed six years ago. Fr. Kalua was the priest here at that point, but currently he is studying in Rome as we chronicled during our visit to the Eternal City several months ago. We spent the night and were supposed to meet the children the next day but could not because of exams they were taking. 

Therefore, we set out to Malindi to visit another parish, St. Clement Mere. This parish had not had much time to organize a large reception for us, but they had managed to assemble a small group of children to listen to what we had to say. This was not a problem for me because I feel much more comfortable in front of a small group of children than a large one. With a large group, it is hard to follow how one’s message is being received. Then also, the crowd more easily bores since those at the back think they can get away with some side chatter without too much notice. Then those towards the front, hearing the faint din from the back, begin to permit themselves a word or two now and again. Soon, there is a low hum emanating from the supposed listeners, and it is this hum that produces so defeated a feeling in most speakers, for it shows that no one really understands what is being said. All of which is to say, that is not the experience I had at St. Clement parish, and I was glad of it. 

After leaving the parish, we drove through some torrential rain on our way out of the city. This might be commonplace enough in Uganda, but in the semi-arid climate of Kenya, such rain is rare indeed. Our driver, David, even said he had seen such precipitation on but a few occasions previously. At some points the road was partially flooded out, and we saw more than one house or building beginning to be inundated with water. We found a cheap and comfortable hotel along the way and settled in for the night. David and Fr. Cleophus went to go get dinner and ended up spending a few hours on this errand. However one might criticize American fast food, I have now had plenty of experience with the exact opposite, and though on the whole I prefer the latter, the wait time is not something to be taken lightly in many restaurants here. 

After a luxurious night of sleep, we headed the next day in the direction of Voi again. There was a parish Fr. Cleophus wanted to visit not far from there, and it was on the way to Nairobi, where I would need to be next. 

We stopped at Taru parish on the way, a small place with a school attached. The priest there, Fr. Chilumo, was very receptive of the movement, and I feel positively about the prospects of a group starting there. We have now come to Thursday morning, when we paid a visit to the parish I mentioned as being not far from Voi, St. Anne Ganganyika Parish. 

It was in a very remote place, far up in the mountains. It was so steep and so verdant on the way up that it reminded me greatly of my time in Rwanda. The contrast between the grass and trees on the mountainside and the harsh, dried, savannah down below was quite stark. The church, when we managed to reach it, contained a small group of children who had come to host us. I felt this was a very promising place for a Children’s Rosary and was glad we had come. We took a picture in front of the grotto next to the Church, and we distributed rosaries. The children were even wearing winter coats and hats here because it was so cold. That afternoon was mostly a calm one. I stayed in the hotel room and finished some work and prepared to leave the next day to go to Dandora, just outside Nairobi. What awaited us on the journey and what became of my stay in Dandora I will save for the next post."

To see all of Asher's dispatches from his journey click HERE

Mass Offered on September 25, 2023 for Members of the Children's Rosary

 

A Mass will be offered on September 25, 2023 for all the members of the Children's Rosary and all who help the Children's Rosary. We continue to have a Mass said for this intention on the 25th of each month. The Eucharist is such a powerful gift from Our Lord that when we wanted to extend thanksgiving to all of you we knew of no better way to express gratitude. May Our Lord's love be poured down on all of you through the powerful sacrifice of the Holy Mass. 

The picture above is from the new Children's Rosary group at St Rachael Catholic Church in the Embu Diocese of Kenya. They held their first meeting on Sunday September 24, 2023. They will be meeting twice a week on Saturdays at 2:00 PM local time and Sundays at 8:30 AM.

Welcome to this new group and special thank you to Br. Cleophus pictured in the bottom photo who helped launch this new group. The rosaries given to the children are handmade ones we sent earlier this year.

Visit to the Children's Rosary in Kenya

 We wanted to share a new video which gives highlights from our time visiting the Children's Rosary in Sultan Hamud, Kenya.  To view the video click HERE or watch below:

A Priest's Experience with the Children's Rosary, Kenya

 

We are excited to release an interview with Fr. Wachira from Sultan Hamud, Kenya. He discusses the fruits that he has seen coming from the Children's Rosary. It is a powerful interview. At the end of the interview there is a montage of pictures we took while visiting the Children's Rosary in Kenya. The interview can be viewed HERE or seen below:

A Journey from Kenya to Tanzania to Retrieve Rosaries for the Children

 

Today we received this beautiful picture of the Children's Rosary at St. Mary's Church in Simba, Kenya (see above). Br. Cleophus traveled 6 hours to Moshi, Tanzania to retrieve 2,000 handmade rosaries we had sent. These rosaries were part of a shipping barrel we had sent to Fr. Ruwaichi in Tanzania. 

Br. Cleophus' trip was one that began yesterday (December 27) leaving on the journey at 3AM. Br. Cleophus returned safely to Kenya today (December 28) with the rosaries. The children were very excited to each receive one. Fr. Wachira held a Mass today at St. Mary's Church in honor of the Holy Innocents. Fr. Wachira offered the Mass for all the Children's Rosary group members all over the world. 

May everyone have a blessed fourth day of Christmas!

Christmas with members of the Children's Rosary at St. Stephen School, Kenya

Br. Cleophus sent pictures from his visit to members of the Children's Rosary at St. Stephen School. 

The school was named after St. Stephen whose feast was December 26th.

We had an opportunity to visit this school while in Kenya in the summer of 2019. St. Stephen school is in very rural region of Kenya bordered by a large wild life preserve with no fences. There are no formal roads leading to this school. When we visited we shared rosaries with them and they shared their beautiful handmade necklaces with us. They are members of the Maasai tribe and live primarily by herding small animals. 

Patiently Waiting in Simba, Kenya

 

Yesterday we received this picture from Simba, Kenya. One of our Children's Rosary group leaders at St. Mary's Church had placed a "Patiently Waiting" sign in his window. He joins others across the globe who are participating in the Children's Rosary Patiently Waiting Campaign. The sign which reads "Patiently Waiting" is a gentle reminder of where our hearts can be found as we prepare ourselves for the coming of Christ. 

On Christmas Eve, these signs will be taken down and new ones will be put up that read "Christ is Born!"

To learn more about the Children's Rosary Patiently Waiting Campaign click HERE. 

We also have a new Patiently Waiting Invitation Video. Click HERE to view or watch below:

"We offered prayers and Mass for all members of the Children's Rosary all over the world"

 

Today we received the wonderful message from Br. Cleophus, "We offered prayers and Mass for all members of he Children's Rosary all over the world." The Mass was celebrated by Fr. Wilson Wachira at St. Mary's Church in Simba, Kenya at 10 AM local time. We thank Br. Cleophus, Fr. Wachira, and the children for their prayers and this wonderful gift. During the summer of 2019, we were able to visit Br. Cleophus, Fr. Wachira and the children from St. Mary's Church in Simba. It was a very special experience to spend time with them.

Br. Cleophus is pictured above in white. 

Children's Rosary Group in Kenya Meets Twice a Day

Today we received an update on the Children's Rosary group at the orphanage at the St. Clare Center in Masimba, Kenya. Last fall we sent them rosaries and they officially began their Children's Rosary group on December 22nd 2019.

The children not only have continued to pray but now pray in the Children's Rosary each day at 6AM and 6PM at the orphanage. They wake up early each day and are happy to pray. They pray in English in the morning and they pray in Swahili in the evening. 

Please say a Hail Mary for the children and those that help the children at the Center.

This is the Next Generation!

Following up our visit to Kenya, a large box of rosaries was sent this fall to Fr. Wachira and Br. Cleophus. This has helped to start a Children's Rosary prayer group at an orphanage in Masimba, Kenya. The orphanage is named after St. Clare. There are 30 children who are participating in this new Children's Rosary. The group was launched on December 22nd 2019.

We thank those who send us handmade rosaries and have made donations that allow us to cover the shipping expenses to places such as Kenya. From the smiles you can see how excite the children are to receive their own Rosary. It is so hopeful to see the faith strengthening amongst the next generation.

Holy Spirit: the Great Unifier

We had the tremendous blessing to spend Pentecost in Africa. In the planning stage of the trip the Feast of Pentecost was a shining light on the schedule. Like most of the trip we generally knew the region we would be in each day but the details of what we would do each day were in many ways a surprise. Pentecost fell on our 6th day in Africa and was to be our last full day in Kenya before leaving for Tanzania the following day. As it turned out, we were not only to experience one Mass on Pentecost but two! 

One of the beautiful things about Mass in Kenya is the music which is woven throughout the liturgy. There is also dance. The Mass in Sultan Hamud began with a group of the children singing and dancing in procession up the main aisle of the Church. After Mass in Sultan Hamud we were off to an outstation of the parish. This Church is named after St. Peter and is in a more rural area and is attended by members of the Maasai tribe. 

The congregants were waiting for Fr. Wachira to begin Mass and we quickly took are place for Mass with this the families of St. Peter Church. The Church was much smaller. The songs sung in Maasai were fantastic. We had no idea what they meant but they had a great beat and engaged everyone. At St. Peter's there was also dance and some of the adults and children had interesting large stiff necklaces that were placed one on top of the other and as they danced they moved their bodies in such a way that the necklaces flopped forward and back. This was clearly part of the dance to create a movement that sent the necklaces up and down in such a way. It was all new to us and one of the members of the congregation took our son Asher's hand and brought him out with the others dancing. 

The Apostles experienced Pentecost as a time when people of many different tribes came together and understood each other and heard the message of Christ clearly. We too felt unified in faith despite our different backgrounds. The Holy Spirit is indeed the unifier and we felt in a powerful way unified through the Mystical Body of Christ. After Holy Mass, we spent time with the families. They had prepared an African tea for us. A photo of some of the women sharing this tea with our group is at the top of the post.

There was a group preparing food as well for us which was a surprise. We had not expected lunch and yet it seemed at each turn we were experiencing African hospitality. 

We did bring some gifts to share with the children. We brought handmade rosaries, scapulars and miraculous medals. We saw lots of smiles as each child took a miraculous medal.

The Children's Rosary at St. Peter's Church meets each week on Saturday. The children shared with us that they like to pray the Rosary and have now begun praying the Rosary more at home, too.

We were so grateful for the warm welcome we received from the children at St. Peter's Church. Today, as it is Saturday, the children would have met in their Children's Rosary prayer group. We too held a Children's Rosary in West Hartford, Connecticut USA. Through prayer we feel in a special way connected to them. 

Other Posts You May Enjoy:

Praying with Confidence: Day Five of the Trip to Africa

Visit to St. Stephen School in Tsavo Kenya

Africa Journey Update

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