By Daniel Kibo – Nairobi, Kenya It was a cold Tuesday morning when I returned home from work only to find the door to my house wide open. At first, I thought I had forgotten to lock it. But the moment I stepped inside, my heart sank. Everything was scattered. Drawers flung open. Clothes on …
By Daniel Kibo – Nairobi, Kenya
It was a cold Tuesday morning when I returned home from work only to find the door to my house wide open. At first, I thought I had forgotten to lock it. But the moment I stepped inside, my heart sank. Everything was scattered. Drawers flung open. Clothes on the floor. And my small lockbox — where I had been saving for over a year — gone.
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I sat down in shock, not knowing whether to scream or cry. They had taken everything — my electronics, my mother’s old phone, and worst of all, KES 60,000 that I had saved from months of odd jobs. That money was meant for my younger sister’s school fees and for starting a small business.
The police came. They wrote a report. But deep down, I could feel what so many victims feel — that this might never be resolved. Days passed, and the case grew cold. The pain of betrayal and the helplessness began eating away at me. I couldn’t sleep. I kept imagining someone I knew might have done it.
A friend of mine — someone I trusted — quietly told me about a traditional healer named Dr. Mugwenu, who had helped him find peace after being wronged. At first, I hesitated. I wasn’t the kind of person who believed in such things. But desperation humbles you.
I contacted Dr. Mugwenu. I didn’t know what to expect, but he spoke with calm confidence. He asked for a few details, prayed with me, and performed a spiritual revelation ritual — something meant to bring clarity and guidance. He didn’t promise revenge. He promised understanding and restoration.
And strangely, things began to unfold.
Three days later, a neighbor’s child mentioned seeing a sack being carried into a nearby abandoned structure. When we investigated, we found some of my stolen items hidden inside. That led us to one of the suspects — someone who had seen me counting my savings weeks earlier.
I couldn’t believe it. The police resumed the case, and within a week, most of my stolen items were recovered. Not all the money, but enough to feel whole again.
It wasn’t just about the money — it was about closure. About knowing the truth. About feeling safe again. Dr. Mugwenu didn’t chase the thieves — he helped me find clarity, and that changed everything.
I know this story might sound unusual, but it’s real. And if you’re reading this with a heavy heart, know that there is a way forward. Sometimes justice comes not just through courts, but through spiritual intervention and faith.
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