This entire journey has had God written all over it, but today He did something amazing. Mr. Wachira, Zach and I went to Thika to get all the supplies we need for the Agricultural and Farming Development Plan. Mr. Wachira was kind enough to offer to drive us to Thika because there is no way we would be able to get all the supplies on a Matatu. On the way Mr. Wachira told me he wasn't able to find anyone in or around the village who had a cow for sale. But he said that if we couldn't get one before I left, which is only three days away, we could maybe find one in Nairobi.
On our way to Thika we stopped in Makuyu so Mr. Wachira could get his car insurance note. When he got out he said he would be back in five minutes. Well five minutes passed, then ten, then twenty and finally about thirty minutes later he comes back. He said it took so long because they didn't have it ready like they promised. Just as we were on our way again, Mr. Wachira saw a friend, Mrs. Thairu, walking and stopped the car to say hello. You see in Kenya, people take time to visit with friends not matter what is going on. Well come to find out she was on her way to Thika, but had planned on taking a Matutu. Mr. Wachira wouldn't hear of it, and gave her a ride. They mostly spoke to each other in Swahili, so I don't really know what they said. But I do know she was sent from God.
Mr. Wachira explained to her who I was and why we were riding to Thika together. He told her about the orphanage and that the kids don't get milk. Well low and behold, she has a dairy cow for sale that produces 14 - 18 liters of milk a day. That is not as much as we had hoped, but it should get each kid one glass per day. Mr. Wachira asked how much and she said 60,000 ksh (which is what I had in my budget) but he told her I had only 50,000 ksh to spend. She took a moment to think about it and said she would sell it to me for 35,000 ksh. Seriously!?!?! Sold to the white lady in the front seat! She said since I had come all the way from America to buy a cow for the kids she could give me a deal. She cut her price in half and I didn't have to say a darn thing! Sold to the white lady
I asked Mr. Wachira what to do next. Do we just pick the cow up on the way home? Do they deliver? How does this work? He said first we go and look at the cow to make sure it is good quality like she said and then if we like her, we buy her.
Once we arrived to Thika we said our goodbyes. Mr. Wachira told her we would stop by her farm on our way home. After she got out of the car Mr. Wachira turned to me and said "Madame Tracy, God is good, so very good! You see, Mrs. Thairu lives just three miles from the orphanage, so you don't have to worry about transporting the cow to WWB, you can just walk her there. Also, Mrs. Thairu has a car but for some reason today she decided to ride the matutu. And you know like I do, that if she had not been on her way to the matutu stop we would have not met her and we would not know about the cow."
GOD CREATED US TO SERVE. ARE YOU?
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