My beautiful Nation just breathed a sigh of relief, a week
or two ago. You see, it has become so that elections in Kenya are not an event,
they are a phenomenal, cataclysmic, stressful, nail-biting affair which also
proves catastrophic for some. I wish I could use lighter words, but the
emotional strain exerted on Kenyans during the electioneering period,
culminating on the election day which for the most part is usually quite
peaceful, like most Kenyans are: then comes the explosive vote counting process
– yes, things almost always unravel at this point, at least since the 2007 elections.
And once the whirlwind begins during the counting, it can
spiral in either direction either to a storm that passes soon enough, or a full
blown tornado that threatens to break our beloved Nation apart – never mind
that Kenya doesn’t really experience the natural phenomenon called tornado.
The 2017 elections were no different, and in many ways they
proved to be more stressful than most (except the 2007 which was a catastrophe
we all wish to completely forget). For starters we had two elections, for the
first time a Presidential election was nullified – ouch! Second, we had an
election boycott by the main opposition – another ouch! Then can the back and
forth and heavy, scary words and verbal discourse that sounded terrible and
more violent than 2007.
But Kenyans went on their knees. As a matter of fact we were
on our knees way before and way after the elections. For those of you who don’t
believe in prayer, the case of Kenya should change your position. We prayed
vehemently for peace, we prayed for God to fulfill His promises of a peaceful,
prosperous Kenya, we prayed for harmony, we prayed to see the end of the
unfolding nightmare, we prayed for calm…. And all the time, we believed, and
waited patiently for God to manifest his answer to our prayers.
And answer He did. Throughout the whole electioneering
period, despite the fact that we still saw some regrettable violence, God
intervened and averted a far worse situation.
Now we can stand up and say Hallelujah without fear of
contradiction. Our nation is peaceful again, united, facing in the right
direction and walking along a path we are all glad to participate in. Like the
parting of the Red Sea for the Israelites, are the miracles that God has done
for Kenya hitherto, and will continue to do.
Now I know this blog has a three year gap, but this was a
momentous event in our Nation’s history that I was determined to document for
us and posterity, lest we forget. Lest we forget that we are and always will be
brothers. Lest we forget that prayer is our number one go-to for everything.
Lest we forget that no matter how grim the situation may seem, how dire, how
impossible, how disappointing and how terrifying, nothing fazes God, and
nothing is impossible with Him, and nothing is overwhelming to Him. He levels
the ground, mountains come down and the valleys are filled up, the rough roads
are smoothened up, dry ground appears in the sea and a way is made in the
desert, and we cross safely over, on dry level ground. Lest we forget that God
is not bound by the systems of men, our best documented and organized systems
are utterly useless unless He is in them, and He is able to effect His own rule
on mankind, if we shall invite Him to.
I dare say something that would terrify any politician but
makes sense to every believer: nations are not ruled from the thrones of Kings,
they are ruled from the knees of the saints who intervene day by day for their
countries. But if, and when the King also prays, then that really is a breath
of fresh air to any nation.
Kenya will remain a united nation and will grow from
strength to strength, not because of anything we do, but because we’ve believed
what God has said about our Land. So let’s never stop believing.
Thank you God of Kenya, and of the Universe.
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