This parish was born as the second daughter church of St. Stephen’s parish which was by then the only parish in the larger Kitengela. This was on request by those of us who used to worship at either Christ the King or St Stephen’s Noonkopir churches and were resident in Milimani and New Valley areas. We felt that as much as we were comfortable and blessed in those churches, they were far from us and we needed to have our own home church. This humble request was granted by the PCC under the chairmanship of Rev. Daniel Sankete.
Our first service was conducted by Canon Rev Daniel Sankete on the Holy Trinity day of the year 2004 at the residence of Mr. and Rev. Wallace Kuria (may God always bless this family mightily for its selflessness). What we called church then was a humble, open air facility with only a polythene paper as the roof to shield us from the unforgiving Kitengela sun. Six families attended this inaugural service. This was a superb family service and God’s presence was evident despite the obvious lack of modern facilities. Sometimes the weather would be truly unforgiving but we soldiered on.
Soon enough the polythene roof gave way to a small mabati church and the membership continued to grow. For a long time we were few, our facilities were basic but we had one thing going for us: love- love for God, love for one another and love for our church. We all knew each other by first names and were comfortable with one another.
Over the years we have witnessed God’s blessings in many ways, both in the church and in our lives.
With time and with a lot of prayers and sacrifices, God granted us our passionate desire of owning our own piece of land where we could put up a sanctuary for Him. And as we all know God never disappoints: we prayed for a plot of land, he gave us three plots. For those who are not in the know, the place where our church stands is composed of three ¼ acre plots.
We, eventually put up a mabati church exactly where this church stands today and this marked the beginning of new challenges for the worshippers. We did not have adequate resources to roof the church before moving in and as historians say history repeats itself: We once again found ourselves having to put up with only a section of the roof in place. The weather was unforgiving especially on the clergy who had to learn how to sit in more than one place as they had to keep changing positions as the weather demanded. I recall at one time the then Development chairman, Peterson Mwai calling us at night and sending emergency text messages to the men of the church requesting them to donate whatever they could in order to save the situation. At another time the treasurer, Stephen Maina had to move in urgently because the temporary church was coming down under heavy wind.
There are many men and women of faith who have prayed ceaselessly, fasted and contributed their resources including time to see us where we are today. I will not be able to mention you all by name but wherever you are feel secure that your sacrifices have not been in vain and God will always reward you many times over. However, I would feel that I have not done my job if I did not mention the late brother Cheche (may God rest his soul in eternal peace). Here was a man full of faith. When things became herculean and we are at the point of giving up brother Cheche would always be there encouraging, giving us hope and reminding us that as long as we have faith in God everything else would be possible. Indeed brother Cheche was our first auctioneer at a time when our most valuable auction item was a loaf of bread. Yes, we purchased these plots and constructed a church by auctioning bread and we were few.
Today, we have one of the largest congregations in the Diocese of Kajiado. We have achieved a rare feat in the diocese, and I dare say in the Anglican Province of Kenya, by constructing a modern multi-storied building in record time and purchasing a brand-new bus at the same time.