My name is Michael, and I run a small electronics shop in the heart of Nakuru. Last month, I experienced every business owner’s worst nightmare. Thieves broke into my shop overnight and cleared out nearly my entire inventory—televisions, smartphones, sound systems—worth over Ksh 800,000. They even took the safe containing the week’s earnings. I arrived at my shop to find the metal grilles bent, the door forced open, and my livelihood gone.

I felt physically sick. This business was everything to my family—it paid my children’s school fees, put food on our table, and represented years of hard work. I filed a report with the police, but days turned into weeks with no leads. The officers were sympathetic but overwhelmed. I started to lose hope, imagining my family’s future crumbling before my eyes.

During this dark time, my elderly neighbor, Mama Njerī, came to visit. She listened quietly as I shared my despair, then gently told me about solutions that go beyond what the eyes can see. She spoke of spiritual intervention that could track stolen items and influence their return, something her own family had relied on generations ago. Though I was initially doubtful, my desperation led me to seek this unconventional path. to read more TAP HERE