The past week was spent journeying around Nairobi. It was pretty incredible, from eating pesto and hummus to feeding giraffes to seeing the biggest slum in Africa and hearing women with AIDS share their stories of hope.
Along the way we met people who made our trip what it was. Norah, a beautiful Kenyan woman, saved us in the immigration line, and made sure we got safely to our lodge. Don and Pat recommended we go visit the WEEP center (Women equality and empowerment programme), the safari park, and eat at Tritorria, the best Italian food I’ve had outside of Italy. They also gave us their car to use for two days, for free. When I told them separately I was moving to the Denver area (where they live) come December, the first thing both of them said was “there is always a free bed in our house for you if you need it!”
On our way back to Kampala it hit me. We had a hotel room for two nights and nothing else. I sat in total astonishment of how well God takes care of His kids, how He sends angels and orchestrates everything, how He really works everything for the good of those who love Him.
How can you do anything but sing and dance and praise?
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