On 25 October morning somewhere in Nairobi Kenya something happened that I would like to share with you. We woke up as we do every day and I prepared to go to work. A close friend had borrowed an extension cable and so I had to wait for him so that I had it over to him. When he picked it, I escorted him to the gate and came back to the house. I had my wife kind of scream abnormally and called me. When I arrived I saw the most scary sight I have seen one on one so far. She holding our daughter 2 yrs old, she was struggling to support her head and keep her eyes open, it was like she had converged but was still conscious. I still don’t have a word for whatever that was.
I told my wife we are taking her to hospital, at the same time sent for my mother who was not very far. I was holding her in my laps and ignited the car as I talked to her. She struggled to talk and stay awake but words didn’t come out. I reversed out of the gate and my mother arrived and started praying. When she finished Faith (my daughter) started vomiting .
Fathers love can make one break a few principles if they will help the child get well. It was during the day but I put the headlamps and hazards on. I was really over speeding, and I was ready to face the consequences. I was how ever careful not to put any one’s life in danger. What really mattered is that my daughter was unwell she needed a doctor and time was of great essence. One minute wasted could change everything. For those that are Gods children there comes a time when all that matters is the well being of His children.
I remembered many times when my son is diagnosed with Malaria or is coughing and out of fathers love I still insist that he has to go to school. Because I know he has been treated and I know what those are. This is something I din’t know and it seems life threatening, it is not business as usual. God delivered us safely to the hospital, I asked my wife to proceed as I consulted and pulled a few strings for the case to be treated as emergency
I found My wife on the que and took faith with me to the nurse who did not see the emergency but later gave in. We saw the doctor and Faith was asked to walk, she walked staggering and referred to the lab for blood test, after which she fell asleep. Some minutes before the results were out, she woke up, as good as new. Like some one who has never been ill.
She spoke normally she started playing with me. I wanted to confirm what was happening so I asked her to run. Afraid she would fall I went behind her and she run straight and stable. She run to and flow and seemed to enjoy it. I noticed the doctor open the door and peep.
When we went back to see the doctor, he commented, “she is well now” “YES” The doctor told us the blood samples showed nothing abnormal and up to now she is good
Normally I don’t overreact and I don’t get worried kids are sick at times I just say they will get well, but this was serious.
I have a father who at in heaven, he calls me his own, he’ll never leave me, no matter where I go, He is my Maker, He Formed My Heart, before even time began, my life was in His hands
I know at times I break down before him and he asses the situation and concludes I will get over it. But there comes a time when He takes it serous and He takes action.