The greeting in Turkana land is Ejoka/Ejoke . Here is the warm colorful Ejoka we experienced.
There's one photo with an elderly woman kissing a piece of paper... the paper is actually an icon I used in my lesson. I was humbled by her peace and reverence.
The last photo in this set shows the parishioners bearing home-made gifts while singing and dancing. It was a beautiful and heart wrenching goodbye moment.
Its hard to believe we were really there, and now that we're really here.
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