Ruthann and I walked many dry river beds. Rivers that, by their width and deep banks, were once vibrant, roaring bodies of water.It has been many years since these rivers flowed with life. Now, children and women dig in the bed and try to find dirty water to filter through their shirts till enough grit is removed they can drink it.
This river looks like a road, but it is not. All the rivers in this region look like this. Please pray with us that the drought will not continue this year. The Pokot people are desperate for clean water.
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