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THE ADVENTURES OF JOHN AND MARTY

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Mama Lorna is No Longer With Us

6/16/2016

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Our Lorna Has Become Too Tired to Stay Here

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It's Marty!  I am here in Kenya!  John is at home in Florida!  John had eye surgery because of complications with his eyes due to glaucoma. Owing to that, because of follow-up treatment, we had to cancel our trip to Kenya, which was to be about now, and are to reschedule it for September or October.  But last week we received an e-mail from Violet Odindo telling us that Lorna had just passed away (literally 10 minutes before) and that Lorna had repeatedly told her to remind us that we promised to be at her funeral.  (Truthfully, many of us were praying that she wouldn't pass prior to a time when we would be there.  But the sweet old saint just got too tired to wait and wanted to be with Jesus!) Therefore, hasty arrangements were made for me to come!
Normally people here in the village are not embalmed.  It isn’t traditional, it’s too expensive (they are desperately poor) and burial must be done quickly because the body decomposes rapidly in the tropics.  But to honour her wishes and accommodate my coming the family agreed to have her embalmed. We gladly paid for it since it was done to accommodate me.  
The funeral was held this past Friday.  Funerals are held outdoors at the home of the deceased - who was laid out under a small canopy in from of her house.  The hole is dug near the coffin and she is buried next to her house.  A woman is dressed in a white wedding gown made especially for the occasion, complete with veil.  Lorna never had a wedding dress in her lifetime.  It was an amazing fair - absolutely spectacular.  Much dancing - native style - and singing and many testimonies.  (The MC admonishes the testifiers before hand to keep the remarks short, but he is mostly ignored - even when he politely interrupts.)  Folks from her family, from the community and from the church take the microphone and talk.  They are not microphone shy at all.  Many, many folks paid tribute to Lorna.  She was well known for her generosity.  A poor destitute woman, but always giving something to people.  Consistently and joyfully.  In church, during offering - which is done to music and the people come down front to give it - she would dance down the aisle with her few coins.  When it was time for a special offering or fundraising, there she would be - dancing ever so slowly, but surely, down the aisle to give her coins.  You may remember that she gave us a chicken once (we named it Lorna) and it produced many peeps. (We just couldn't eat it - which is what was really expected.)
After the tributes the worship team came up to lead more singing and a group of ladies in white dresses and black satin sashes - (they are official mourners) went into the canopy and picked up the coffin (made of wood) and danced it out of there, across the yard and partially out the gate; then turned it around and danced it back.  All the while they are rocking the casket, lifting it high over there heads, then up and down, back and forth and everyone is following them and gathered around singing and dancing and praising God.  It is traditional that an 8X10 photo of the deceased be placed on the coffin.  There were 5 different ones and 5 ladies carried them up high on display as the coffin was danced along.  It was wonderful!  Such joy and celebration!!!
Then the casket is taken to the graveside and two men get down in the hole and others, standing at each end of the coffin, gingerly hand it down to them.  Words are spoken, more songs, and the first shovelful is scattered bit-by-bit.  Then several young men take turns shoveling the dirt into the grave - done with remarkable speed and agility.
I am so glad I came and John and I could keep our word, and honour Our Lorna.
On Sunday I told the church that I want a funeral like that.  I 
told them that my children would never agree to such a thing (figuring that John would be gone before me, so he wouldn't object; I didn't say that).  But, I said, if my children are gone before me I will have my body flown here and they can bury me down on the Widows' Farm.  Everyone thought that was a great idea!!

Look for more about what I've been doing here for these two weeks!  I'll update the blog shortly!

Bless,
​                           Marty & John
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    Our primary focus is to improve the lives of destitute senior widows to assist in giving them dignity in their declining years,  and give aid to other impoverished women, children and men in Western Kenya; predominately in the village of Kadawa on Lake Victoria.

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