Let Go and Let God
It’s been a minute, but guess what? We’re back with another story! A couple of months ago, I was driving home, blasting some loud music. Did I mention that two-thirds of my trunk had speakers? So, even though I was listening to worship music, it felt like I was experiencing it in all caps. Saying it was loud doesn’t even do it justice, but I was enjoying every second of it while trying to navigate through the crazy Nairobi traffic. When I reached Braeburn School, I was supposed to take the first left turn onto Naivasha Road. No sooner had I turned than I noticed my temperature gauge climbing faster than Kipchoge Keino’s sprint time. Then, there was a loud bang and a sudden rush of steam from my engine. My first instinct was to shut the car off completely. Just then, a police officer directing traffic told a few young guys to help me push the car off the road. My next move was simple—you guessed it—I called my husband, told him where I was, and explained what had happened. He re...