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Gather round fam, it’s testimony time!
First up, before I proceed; Happy New Month to you! October is upon us good people. If you are reading this article right now, it means that you are alive and kicking so let’s say a prayer of gratitude to the Lord before we move any further.
The past nine months of this year have been a testament of your love and care and I thank you so much for bringing me this far. We are now in the month of October, all because of Your Grace. I decree and declare that October is a power-packed, action-filled month full of your glory, favour, supernatural manifestations and miracles. In Jesus’ Name I pray; Amen.
I had a September to remember and I am about to tell you all about it. Let me start off this story by rewinding the hands of time to June 2017.
It was the first week of the month to be precise. I was returning home after a series of meetings in the Netherlands and I was aboard the KLM aircraft that plies Amsterdam–Nairobi. It was an hour or so to touch down when a beautiful lady [lets call her Fanaka] approached me and kindly requested me to assist her in filling in her immigration form. Fanaka was accompanied by her friend, Baraka (not her real name either) and they were both going to Kenya for the very first time. I assisted the ladies fill in their immigration forms and returned to my seat in preparation for descent.
Once we got to the airport, I bumped into the ladies once again as we were queuing to get to the Immigration clearance. We joined different queues since they were American citizens and I, a Kenyan resident. Our eyes met and we exchanged smiles. Once more, Fanaka approached me and asked me how to log in to the airport WiFi so that they could book a place to sleep for the night.
[Insert record scratch]
Folks, Kenya is a third world country at the moment and our systems are not as coherent as they are in the developed countries. For starters, airport WiFi was a mere whim and booking AirBnB for same day check-in (more like same hour check-in) was tantamount to searching for a unicorn.
This was two years ago though, things are more streamlined now so if you’d like to come to Kenya on short notice, you are more than welcome! We have visa-on-arrival and our country is so beautiful! 🙂
Well, that was a quick commercial break to advertise my country before I proceed. 😉
So, where were we? Mmmh..
Oh yes! Fanaka and Baraka did not have accommodation reserved for the night and the airport WiFi was (more than) wanting. What did I do therefore? I waited for the ladies to clear with immigration and I offered to take them to my place! No, I was not going to charge them. Yes; this IS a true story. No, I did NOT know Baraka and Fanaka from before and yes, we had just met an hour or so prior.
In that short time frame, Baraka and Fanaka trusted me enough to take up my offer! They joined me in my taxi and off we went to my place. I was more than ready to host them in my house but I think they felt that they would to be too much of a burden to me and thus they insisted that they would be perfectly fine sleeping in a nearby guest house. I reluctantly obliged to their request and took them to the nearest guest house that was literally a stone throw away from my house and I took down the phone number of the receptionist so that I could check in on them.
The following morning I called their room and inquired whether they had a good night’s rest and what they had in mind for the day. They did not have anything lined up so I suggested a visit to the animal orphanage and the Bomas of Kenya. I called my trusted taxi driver to take them round on my account and bring them to my place for lunch. Since I did not have any groceries in stock due to my travel, my neighbour, Davicii (as I call him), cooked up a storm and we all had a great time in his house. Shortly after the sumptuous lunch, the one and only Lamu Maundu joined us and you know what he did? He got Baraka and Fanaka discounted rates to the Maasai Mara!
See the Hand of the Lord? Baraka and Fanaka stayed at the Sarova Mara Game Camp; a 5-star, luxury tented camp, for a rate so low; it was only God’s intervention that could have made that possible. Wow!
For those who are not conversant with Swahili, Baraka means Blessings and Fanaka means Goodness or Good-will. These ladies had the favour of the Lord wrapped around them as a shield!
Surely, Lord, you bless the righteous; you surround them with your favor as with a shield.Psalms 5:12 NIV
God ordered our steps to each other and I was absolutely floored by how God always takes care of us. Though Baraka and Fanaka had no clue of what to do at that time or where to go next, God had already orchestrated a well thought out plan for them to enjoy Kenya.
“The Lord himself goes before you and will be with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged.”
Deuteronomy 31:8 (NIV)
Okay, so the setting of this story is still June 2017 and you’re wondering when I’ll get to the September to remember part, right? Well, stay tuned for the sequel! 😉
Hint: Two years later (2019), Baraka and Fanaka get to receive me! 😉
Catch you later in the next article!