Fr. Pat Neary, C.S.C., continues to share with us in his monthly series his adventures as a newly minted missionary in Africa. Today, this Indiana native relates to us the lesson he received when applying for his driver's license.
I began to reach out in conversation to the people there with me. The crowd was mostly of young people, though about 15 of us were 40 and above. We were treated more gently because of our elder status and were tested orally two at a time. I was asked when a driver should turn on the car lights during the day. I responded, "In a tunnel." The officer replied, "Sir, how many tunnels have you seen in Nairobi?" He then asked the woman with me to assist me in remembering the correct response. Somehow I passed.
I'm glad I went, however. Could Father Moreau's admonition to trust in Divine Providence mean that there was even some hidden purpose in my being misled about my need for a Kenyan driver's license? I would like to think so. I think that I'll have a little party when my license finally arrives. It will be a badge of honor, and I'll think of all the people I met that day who are either fellow drivers or the police officers easing traffic through the roundabouts of Nairobi.