We located Grace, and she is now safely in our home. It has been a crazy few days searching, praying, agonizing, and planning for worst case scenarios. Sunday, we could not locate her, but by Monday afternoon we knew she was safe.
I will try to say what happened in as few words as possible, but if you have ever heard me preaching or teaching you will know that it is hard for me to speak with few words.
Sunday, we went to bed not knowing where Grace was. It was unknown if she ran away. We knew she had a distant relative in Nakuru, and we had a roundabout idea of where that relative lived, but we did not know her name. We also did not know how well Grace knew this relative and vice versa. It was hard to sleep. Thinking of this young 13 year old girl on her own in Nakuru. Not a pretty thought.
Monday morning we gathered myself (Johnny), Ben, and another friend named James to formulate a plan. Grace had been staying in a home for orphans which sold her into slavery. There was a certain woman working there who was willing to help us out. Now James, Ben, and I had already made several visits to the home. The woman running the home, Cecilia, was not willing to give up Grace to us. You see, she was making money by sending Grace out to work as a maid. The employers would pay Cecilia instead of Grace. She just was not going to let us take away her source like that.
Seeing as to how we were all three preachers (myself, Ben, and James,) craftiness was in abundance in our little meeting. We found another guy, Shadrack, who had not been seen there (at the Cecilian Orphanage) and convinced him to help us. Really, we did not have to convince him. Once he heard part of Grace's story, he was eager to jump on board. Now our car was in the shop (o.k. not really a shop just the side of the road. Not many mechanics here actually have shops. They just chain up their tool boxes on the side of the road and work from there) so we had to do some serious walking.
I walked, walked, and walked some more. Amazing how quickly I had become used to the car. Anyway we walked to a place nearby the home where Grace had been living and sent Shadrack to find the woman who was willing to help us. He went 'undercover' with some insane story about being a college student writing a report on orphans. He talked and talked until he identified the one willing to help us. He gave her the message to meet us around the corner.
She came and much to our relief knew where Grace was. In fact Grace was aware of our plan to bring her to our home and so we knew she would have hope for tomorrow. We talked and ate chips (french fries.) The plan was for Grace to go to her relatives place and then come with that relative to James' office the next day.
Amazingly enough, the plan worked. Today, Tuesday, around 2 p.m. we met Grace, Naomi (her relative I am still not sure how they are related), the employee who helped us, and some few other people. A short while later, Grace was touring the house we are using.
Father I thank you. You brought Grace safely to our arms, and I pray that she will see that it is possible to have