Gladys K. Mwiti, M.A., an advising analyst, is the Founder and Execute have Director of Oasis Counseling and Training Institute in Nairobi, Kenya. Notwithstanding her work at Oasis, Gladys is the Chairman of the Christian Counselors Association of Kenya. Her better half, Gershon, is the public group head of African Enterprise, a native African directing service. Gladys and Gershon have three girls and one child. At the 1997 AACC World Conference in November, I invested some energy with Gladys, discussing her pioneer work in Kenya. Enlighten me concerning yourself, your experience, and how you experienced God. I was brought into the world in Meru District in Psychotherapy , which is close to the snow-covered, northern inclines of Mt. Kenya. It's anything but a cool region without a doubt. I experienced childhood in a Christian home. My mom cherishes the Lord. She has consistently been a lady of supplication, and Id love to resemble her. She used to take me to chapel and to enormous shows. In Africa, we have the colossal, evangelistic gatherings, individuals sitting on the green grass under the sun. That is the sort of setting where I get the Lord as my Savior. We were at a 3,000-in number show and the gospel was lectured from John 3:16. I recollect that the minister said, It isn't such a lot of the wrongdoing you have carried out in your life; it's that the Lord loves you anyway, so much, and what he is asking you is, Could you adore me a smidgen consequently? As a seven year old, I didn't consider my to be as something terrible. I realized I was liable of licking the cream off the highest point of the milk when my mother was not looking or taking and eating bread from the cabinet. What I truly found in myself that day was a heart that was wanted and ached to know the affection for God. I most likely should make reference to that my dad used to be a Christian. He carried my mom to the Lord before they got hitched. She had never been to chapel, so when they met, my dad took her to chapel, and she acknowledged the Lord as her Savior in the East African Revival of the last part of the 1940's - 1950's that changed the vast majority of the congregation is in Kenya to zealous church is. Mother became more acquainted with the Lord in that restoration, yet then Dad fell away from the faith. He left Christianity he got more extravagant, he turned into a finance manager, a rancher, and maybe he didn't require much from the Lord. He even hitched a subsequent spouse, and there was a ton of strain and stress at home. In some cases as a youngster I wished there was more harmony in my home. Father would drink liquor, get back home in some cases, and mess up my mom. I yearned for protective love, a dad I could trust. There was such a lot of weakness with my father, that when I heard the minister discussing a God who adored me, I yearned for that security. I realized that if this God was the God of my mom, I could depend on him as a dad. At the point when the special raised area call was made that day, I in a real sense rushed to the front, joining many others. Presently, it's anything but strange to excuse or trifle with the intense responsibility of kids at the restorations. A few group believe that little youngsters can't settle on a choice for the Lord. In any case, when I went to the front among the horde of grown-ups that day, an elderly person around 70 years of age he was wearing a gigantic coat, and he had such huge, delicate hand same to me, twisted on his knee, and just collected me, embracing me. I vanished into his jacket, and it was so sweet and agreeable, I would not like to leave there. I actually recollect the smell of his jacket today. He just embraced me to himself, and that represented acknowledgment of me, a kid, in the congregation of Christ. It additionally addressed security and a feeling of having a place. I was one of the brethren.