Saturday,
September 21.
I
reached for my ringing phone noting Katie’s name as I pressed the answer
button. Before I could say a word, her
panicked voice broke through, “Mom, I just got a call from Em! G and his family are in Westgate mall. There are terrorists there who have attacked
the mall and I can’t reach him.” Sitting
at Rift Valley Academy (RVA) next to Rick and a good friend, this was not in
the realm of anything we anticipated for our rare quiet Saturday
afternoon.
Minutes
later my phone rang again and Katie, slightly relieved, related that G and his
dad, Chris, were in hiding but they didn’t know if his mom, Jamie, and their 4
younger children were alive. God have
mercy on our friends.
What
do we do in a time like this? PRAY!
So
we prayed… We prayed a prayer that for us began with three of us sitting on the
RVA bleachers and continued for more than 5 hours. Spreading not only to all of the RVA campus,
this prayer had already begun reaching around the world as people from every political,
racial and economic background joined together seeking help from God Almighty.
Below
is an account from our friends who survived this attack. Chris and Jamie Suel are missionaries to
college students in Nairobi. They have 5
children - bookend boys and three girls
in-between. This story is being shared
with their permission. I have added some
of our experiences during the day within the same time frame.
On Saturday, September 21,
2013, we went shopping to buy or son G, a suit for school. We decided to go to Westgate Mall as it has
several clothing stores. We don’t
usually choose Westgate because it’s not very close to our house, but we did
that day.
We arrived at Westgate at
12:26 (according to our parking ticket) and were so hungry we decided to grab
something to eat first. Usually we would
go to Java House (located right inside the mall on the roof parking level) or
Art Cafe (lower, street level/ open balcony) but on Saturday we decided on
Urban Gourmet, a newer burger place (located at mall entrance, street level)
that we had never tried.
Chris and G decided to
step into the suit store, on the second level, to get some pricing on our way
to the bottom floor where the restaurant is located. We know how long
restaurants can take here, so Jamie took the 4 little kids down to get
seating. As they were about to round the
corner to the main mall entrance/exit (where the restaurant is located) we
heard two loud bangs followed by lots of gunfire. Jamie grabbed Z’s hand and they began to
run. Jamie’s first thought was to run
into a store and seek shelter but the kids were ahead of her following the
crowd so they ran with the crowd. Z
tripped and fell flat. Jamie picked him
up and they began to run again. They
made their way to the opposite corner of the mall and out a service entrance into
a storage room for the supermarket, Nakumatt.
All of the little kids were with her.
Many people were gathered in the area kind of wondering where to go and
then we heard more gunfire, closer. Everyone
then ran deeper into the loading area. A
Kenyan man picked Z up and ran with him into the area. Jamie and the kids went behind several pallets
of flour and hunkered down. They put
bundles of toilet paper around them to hide themselves more and began praying
for protection. I remember thinking on
the way in that the flour would be good/ protective from bullets. There was an older Indian woman who helped
hide us and was very instructive and comforting in a peaceful way. She was a gift from God. There were 2 boys next to us without their
parents. We put bundles of toilet paper
on the side where they could have been seen and I told them to keep their heads
down and keep quiet and pray.
As Chris and G were looking
in the suit store, they heard the two loud booms (grenades) followed by the
gunshots. Chris immediately recognized
the sounds as guns. He also was able to hear
that it was coming from the main entrance where he knew his wife and 4 younger
children were supposed to be getting a table for lunch at the restaurant.
Chris and G immediately
left the store and started down the escalator to the first floor to try to find
the rest of his family but had to turn back due to bullets hitting the
escalator and ricocheting everywhere.
Chris and G turned and ran
back towards the suit store, telling people who were flat on their faces in
fear to get up and get inside stores.
The suit store, had now shut its doors and was locked. They begged to be let back in and were
allowed to hide inside.
For about 5 terrifying
minutes Chris was unable to reach Jamie by phone and did not know if his family
had survived the initial attack. The
gunshots continued non-stop for more that 10 minutes.
Finally Chris was able to
reach Jamie and learned she and the others had found a place to hide. He then began to tweet and call people to let
them know what was happening and to get people to start praying for everyone’s
safety and not to come near the mall.
For the next 5 hours
grenades and gunshots could be heard from time to time. We also were getting phone calls telling us
that it was a terrorist attack and terrorist were pretending to be police to
lure people from their hiding spots.
After a while, some men
identifying themselves as police started yelling that it was ok, it was clear,
come out, it is ok. Jamie didn’t trust
it at all. She called Chris and while many
people left, Chris told Jamie that it was not safe and she should not
leave. After hanging up she heard a
barrage of gunfire coming from the area where the people just were. She prayed
God would put a protective bubble around her and her kids so they would not be
seen or heard by people who wanted to harm them. She is not sure what happened to those who left
at that time.
Jamie and the little kids
stayed hidden for hours. The kids were
scared, but they were AMAZING. We are so
proud and thankful. We kept getting
texts saying people were praying.
It was hours. Leg cramps. Exhaustion. Kids needed to use
the restroom. Shots. Grenade sounding
things. Machine guns. Helicopters.
Later, another group of rescuers
came near Jamie and the kids. Jamie
didn’t see them, but they seemed calmer than others who she had heard
previously. They left. It just sounded
different. She called Chris and he told her
if she had an opportunity she and the others should go. He advised her to cautiously check and leave
if they could as some evacuations were going on. She told the kids to stay put and quiet. She snuck out and peeked her head around to
see the outside. No bodies, clear path,
trucks lined up one after another near a courtyard exit. She went back and told the now six kids they
were going to go. They walked to the
exit, prayed, Jamie gave instructions to keep their heads down, stay close
together, stay behind each other, and remain close to the vehicles. They ran behind the first truck, looked out,
up, and around- clear, next truck, same thing, until they reached the final,
smaller truck. At this point, she saw
people at the delivery entrance and waved frantically to get their
attention. Eventually, some men saw them
and came and circled around them and they made our way out the gate, up the
street, to safety. There was a man there
who knew the two boys and said their mother was still alive and that everyone
was meeting at a local coffee shop and they were to go there to wait for
her. The boys went with him.
Chris had told Jamie to go
to a friend’s house if they were able to get out. Jamie headed to where a
friend were waiting at the top of the street .
Seeing him was an instant release of emotion. “He gathered up my kids and hugged them. Then he hugged me and I cried. Seeing the wife, I cried again as she hugged
us and they led us to her home. Our LC
met us at the house and it was an emotional time of exchanging information and
relief. The kids went to the bathroom,
got cookies and water, and then they took us further away to another home where
some of our member care group live.
This was about 3:30
(G,
still in hiding, passed the news along to us that his mom and sibs were
safe. What an unbelievable sense of
relief. We even saw a picture of Jamie
and six children on the news coming out of the building. Later we learned who the two boys were that
God brought to her. We were extremely
relieved that they were out.
However,
it was at this point that the news began reporting that the terrorists were
systematically going from store to store clearing out people. They were allowing Muslims dressed in hijab
to go free and were shooting all other people.
A fresh wave of panic overtook us. We were desperately worried knowing
that it would only be a matter of time before G and his dad were found in
hiding. We all gathered in the home of a
friend and waited and prayed together.)
Chris and G were still
stuck on the second floor in the suit store. There was almost no movement
outside the suit store but the crashes, sirens, gunshots and screams could be
heard off and on the entire time. The
only movement Chris saw was when two of the terrorists casually walk by the
glass window of the store peering in. It
was a miracle, but they did not see Chris or the others hiding inside and they
continued on past not to be seen again.
Chris and G were in the
store with 5 other people including the owners.
The owners managed to contact a mall security person that directed the
police to their location. After five
hours of hiding in the store, they were evacuated and escorted out of the mall
to the roof. During the evacuation, the
gunfire escalated again and they ran with their heads down until they were
clear of the danger. 25 minutes later,
Chris and G were reunited with the rest of the family at a friend’s house.
(Around
5:20pm, Katie got a call from G. “My dad
and I are out!” She had gone outside the
house to receive the call and ran into the room full of people yelling this miraculous
news. The room erupted with cheers and
tears of joy! Thank you God for
considering our friends and for rescuing them!
We are so grateful!)
Our kids amazed us. G was completely concerned for his mom and
younger siblings. J was so tender and loving.
A took care of Z. E was so uncomfortable
but so cooperative. Jamie felt
sick. Shots sounded so close
sometimes.
Afterward the US embassy
called to check on us. FB prayer network
was amazing! So many were praying and thankful
that God answered their prayers!
He led us, He kept us
together, and He protected us. We were
in the Shelter of the Most High.
We went home and watched
movies and Duck Dynasty. Some of us ate
others still didn’t want to. G made cookies. We just were together. We occasionally stopped the movie to talk and
be thankful for God’s protection and to pray for those who were still trapped.
At one point during our
hiding we quietly recounted how God had protected us:
·
We did NOT round the
corner to the front entrance where the gunmen came in.
·
We stayed together.
·
My iPhone allowed us to
communicate with Chris (regular phones weren’t working).
·
We were behind a beautiful
barricade. I thought to myself, “The
name of the Lord is a strong tower, the righteous run into it and they are
saved.” That day God’s name was “Unga
and Toilet paper”.
Later on I added to the
list:
·
Jesus is our Prince of
Peace. We had been protected by our
PRINCE OF PEACE
·
We had been protected from
flying bullets/ being trampled
·
A man picked up Z and
carried him
·
The Indian woman who was
with us behind the flour in the first bit of hiding, she was a comforting
presence.
·
We were not seen.
·
We got out! All of us!
·
Gavin chose not to go to
the bathroom when we walked into the mall (he would have been separated from
Chris).
·
We arrived at the mall at
the exact moment where we were not at the top entrance or seated at the
restaurant. Both of these areas were the
entry points for the terrorists. Seconds
counted.
·
The younger kids and I
didn’t see the terrorist’s faces or any bodies.
·
It could have been SO MUCH
WORSE.
Verses and thoughts that
have helped:
During:
Proverbs 18:10 The name of
the Lord is a strong tower; the righteous man runs into it and is safe.
Right
after:
Psalm
46:1
God
is our Refuge and Strength, a very present help in trouble.
Admittedly,
it has not been easy to process this. Many people don’t have the same story and
several of our friends have lost loved ones. Things continued to drag out over
the better part of a week and the images we saw were disturbing, especially
as a few of them included people we are connected to. Our thoughts have been distracted and it has
weighed heavily on our hearts. We are so grateful but also affected
emotionally. We are clinging to God’s
promises in scripture and are working to “renew our minds” with His truth. We
appreciate your prayers for our friends, for the many people who have been
impacted by this, and for our family as well.
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| The Suel Family at a pirate party. |
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| Candlelight prayer vigils were held around Kenya |
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| Thousands lined up for hours to donate blood |
