
Limuru Mission – Part 2: The Chapati Chronicles & Divine Detours If Day zero was God flexing His divine logistics, Day 1 was His way of saying: “Now, let’s get cooking—literally and spiritually.” The day began with holy chaos. My two-year-old decided sleep was optional. By the time he was ready to drift off (after treating me to a midnight special), it was nearly morning. With about two hours of sleep and a prayer that sounded like, “Lord, let your energy be my espresso,” I was up. Barely. While waiting for my mission crew to arrive, I did the final check: Shopping—done. Sanity—pending. Toddler—asleep. Holy Spirit—fully on duty. In 25 minutes flat, we were in Kabuku Prayer and Mission Centre. A record, considering Nairobi traffic can sometimes feel like a 40-year wilderness journey. Then again some roads and curves are worth knowing! We arrived, and the “this is real now” moment hit like a cold Limuru breeze. This would be home for the next four days. And oh, what a ...