god still provides
this story is a little late and still has so much more, but i wanted to get something i wrote a while back to you now.
We attempted leaving around 8am, just after breakfast and morning prayer, and with complications just outside the compound we headed back inside to fix one of the bikes. By around 8:45-9:00am we set out for good. We didn’t get 5 or 6 km when I noticed my front tire was extremely low (almost to the point of flat). We stopped to air it up and wouldn’t you know the air pump we had was busted. We had a second cheaper pump that came with the bike with us so we pulled it out and wouldn’t you know it had a slight leak. No worries. We pumped the tire up and went on our way. We made it another 10 km or so and stopped to take a rest under a tree. A group a men were also resting nearby so we talked to them and told them about our journey and walk with God. They gave us some roasted peanuts to share for a snack. After checking the bikes and thanking the men for their generosity we set back out on the open road. It was extremely hilly and exhausting so we took numerous breaks to retain energy. But it didn’t take long to see it was necessary to stop and change my front bike tube that continuously leaked air. Bike tubes were items we did decide to bring considering the bikes’ conditions. A guy with a bike repair stand just off the road agreed to help change it so we gave him a new tube in exchange. We had two troubling pedals so not 20-30 minutes later we stopped because a group of young men motioned us to and they temporarily fixed the pedals and gave us 50 shillings to buy new screws to fix the pedals for good. Just up the hill someone fixed the pedals and accepted a new tire tube for his work. We rode a little longer and stopped for lunch. We were able to all eat from the 50 shillings we were given by the young man named Issac. By the way, 50 shillings is approx. 66 cents in the states. After lunch, we rode and rested more just before arriving in our to be place of rest for the night, Burnt Forest. A group of men were working with corn on the side of the road so we stopped to talk to them and they taught us how they sifted through all the corn to rid the bad corn. Fun fun. We went across the street looking for a truck that could take us the rest of the way to nakuru and everyone said they were already through for the day going that direction. We were exhausted. As we stood there asking for help a man told me to go across the street to a catholic church because they might be able to find us a place to sleep for the night. Another man came up and asked if he could buy us something to eat. So he bought us a loaf of bread and four milks. We then walked back across the street, heading for the church. we talked to a younger man named elvis and after speaking to the church father he invited us inside to rest. He made us tea and took our things to the rooms we would stay in that night. After the father showed up, dinner was served. Spaghetti, ugali, vegetables, beef, chicken, and fruit. Wow. Did God bless the socks off our feet or what? I even had my own room and my own bed that evening.
