THE KESIO'S

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Image result for family quotesRight now it's so easy to talk about it, just like a tale but at that point life was hard, not only for my sisters nor me but for my mum. Let me start from the beginning, it was this fine morning, on the 14th of February 2001, at around 11am. Everything was well and we were looking forward to see what the day had in stall for us. My elder sister and I had just joined Menengai primary and we were still trying to figure our way through the school. Ghafla bin vu (suddenly) my aunt shows up to school. This was so sudden and unusual. Shortly afterwards we were summoned to the principal's office. My aunt sat there all calm and collected, the principal on the other hand looked quite shaken. I was too young to comprehend that facial expression but deep down I knew something was definitely wrong.

The principal handed us a leave out sheet to be allowed home for a few days to visit our ailing dad (at least that was what we were told). We hurriedly got back to class, packed up and in a few minutes we were out, heading to Nakuru Town to board a matatu to start our journey to Nairobi. As we got into town we realized my aunt had such unusual soft spot for us. She gave us anything we needed.

Two hours later we walk into the estate somewhere along Jogoo Road. No sooner had we started walking towards our house than my aunt started wailing and crying. We tried to silence her, telling her she was embarrassing us as dad was unwell and there was no need to cause so much drama. She just couldn't listen. This got us worried. We rushed into the house just to find a group of people inside the house with silent whispers then as soon as they heard my aunt wailing, they equally joined suite. They seem to be in a choir the only issue was my sister and I were the only ones who didn't understand what was happening.

My mum heard all the commotion and slowly walked towards us, holding our last born Claire who was barely a year old. At that moment the reality hit the door that Dad was no longer with us. Mum told us that he had died 5 days ago due to a cardiopulmonary attack.

Life moved on like nothing had happened. I mean we still continued to enjoy the pleasures of life as usual. What we didn't know is that mum had to go an extra mile to meet our needs. She is the only one who understood the pain of raising her four daughters all on her own with no one to lean too. Am glad she told us the importance of prayer. Every time we asked for something her response was God will provide or make a way. 

At that time I was just 10 years of age but God and I were friends. While we attended fellowship at Rhema Fellowship International, I gave my life to Christ. I can't thank God enough for this church. Right now you see me as a worshiper and prayer warrior, by then I was just a little girl with passion for Christ. I remember one day Pastor Mark had prepped us well to sing "This Is The Air I Breath" by Michael W Smith and come Sunday I was off key the whole time, at the end he asked me what happened, I was quick to say I have a sore throat. Now I stand amazed at the notes that I can comfortably hit. Under the leadership of Bishop Kimwele, I learnt how to pray and worship I doubt if there is any kesha that I missed. We prayed even for the little and major things that we needed and we saw God move and open up doors that we never imagined.

This story is not about the struggles that we went through loosing our dad when we barely adequate time with him. This is a story of a girls who against all odds are to be celebrated not only in the Kesio's Family but the entire community.

Now the four little girls are all grownup. Mercy, our firstborn, a great barista, as for me, am a Nurse, you already know a lot about me.Then Brinah, now in college and last but not least meet Claire, a beautiful kalenjin girl born in the year 2000, Eighteen Years later she has matured up. I celebrate and am proud of her. Last weekend we hosted a thanksgiving party as she prepared to leave for the university today and you will be amazed at what people had to say about her. From her Youth Pastor to her peers all could be able to say without doubt that she feared the Lord and has been serving diligently in the church. I wish her all the best as she starts her new journey today.

Plus we've doubled from just being a household of 5 to now 10 isn't it a reason enough to thank God.



Now we are assured that our tomorrow must be greater than today because God is fighting for us

Psalms 68:5 - (NIV) A father to the fatherless, a defender of widows, is God in his holy dwelling.

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