Faith Moves Mountains, If You Dare To Dream

October 21, 2018

I lost my mother when I was 5 and I didn’t know who my father was. My name is Anthony. My struggles began when I started shuttling between homes of different relatives. Finally my grandmother provided me food and shelter till I completed my schooling. It was my grandmother who introduced me to the Church. I participated in various church activities and became the youth leader in our church. It was just me and my God. Church felt like home and God was my only solace.

Soon after my schooling I realised there was no money for college. I had to fend for myself, so I took up menial jobs to put food on my table and a roof over my head. With no stable source of income there were many nights I went hungry. I had friends but my struggles were always, only mine. I felt ashamed because I had nothing – no money, no family, no higher education, no stable job, no money for rent and sometimes no food too. I was depressed and had hit rock bottom. I would argue with God “Why did you do this to me”? I had all my hopes on a college education. I believed my life was about to change when a sponsor agreed to send me to college to pursue journalism and media studies. However after the first semester he said I would have to drop out of college as it was too expensive for him. This crushed me but my faith in God did not waiver. I started looking for jobs in the Middle East in 2012 as I had heard inspirational stories of Kenyans in the Middle East.

In 2015, I think I saw God in front me when I was hired for a job in Dubai by a government enterprise. It was a game changer for me. My grandmother borrowed money on interest and helped me start my life, like many Kenyan expats in Dubai. I repaid our debts in seven months and still send money to my grandmother. Living in Dubai today, I dare to dream. I dream of starting my own business in Kenya. I dream of studying filmmaking. I dream of buying an expensive DSLR camera and pursuing my passion for photography. I am also penning down my autobiography. My story is about the daredevilry of dreaming and keeping faith even when I was a nobody and had nothing to my name.

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