I lost my job in July of 2017, I was 28 years old then. It was a job I had built my career around and saw a bright future in. Knee deep in debt, with a pregnant fiancée and a wedding that was coming up in a few months, I found myself struggling to get another job. I sent out applications and got invited to some interviews. Unfortunately, no leads were forthcoming and I had to make a very tough decision to relocate from Nairobi to Mombasa in an attempt to make a living and ensure safety and comfort for my wife to be and unborn son.
The move was a tough decision to make. It entailed leaving behind my closest friends and a career I treasured and had built my future around. My fiancée and I prayed about it and committed everything into Gods hands. As the bible says in Romans 8:28 “And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.”
We moved into my mother’s house and my fiancée and I immersed ourselves into the family business. Transitioning into a new career field came with its fair share of challenges but through faith and perseverance, we kept seeing God’s hand working in our lives. After a month of staying in my mother’s house, we were able to save up enough to move into our own place. His (God’s) goodness kept chasing after me as we saw our family business slowly grow.
Like any married guy would say, we had the most beautiful wedding. We had an unexpected guest list of over 450 people from a target of about 300 people. Our guests dined, danced and had a good time. It was a beautiful debt-free wedding.
A month after our wedding we received our son, a bouncing healthy and courageous baby boy. His birth didn’t come without its fair share of trouble. We had anticipated a natural birth and I had actually saved enough for it. The last pre-birth scan indicated that the baby was in a safe position for delivery. Complications emerged when we went to the hospital for delivery. My wife laboured for about 18 hours and after the midwives and nurses ran out of options, the only alternative we had was to opt for an emergency C-section. I had not budgeted for it and I was not sure where the money would come from but we gave our go ahead and had the operation. I call my little boy brave and strong because he remained calm throughout the traumatic childbirth. He never went into distress and despite the strong contractions causing swelling on his head, he came out very strong and healthy. His head swelling actually cleared within hours of his birth. The doctors had initially told us it would take about a week for the swelling to heal.
God was not done with us, his goodness was still aggressively chasing after us. A few months after my son’s birth we successfully bought our first apartment. Soon after, we bought a farm and a prime piece of land in Kilifi. Beyond this, I recently upgraded my car and my relationship with my wife and son grows stronger every day.
I stumbled on the song Goodness of God by Donte Bowe and found myself reflecting on the past two years of life. I would imagine that my recent achievements are a product of my hard work but from an honest point of view Gods’ favour had been walking with me all along. His voice has led me through the fire of losing my job and an uncertain future. I cannot claim to have been the perfect Christian but his grace and mercies have never failed me. I am 30 years old now and I can proudly say that God has been good to me. He has remained faithful through and through and that is why I have written this blog post as a testimony of how far he has brought me.