No man is an island
Do you remember writing compositions in primary school? The teacher would either give you an opening statement, an ending phrase or a title to a story and within 40 minutes, you should have come up with tantalizing plot details that would make everyone want to read your story. I remember the vocabulary we would splurge on those foolscaps; I woke up as my mother drew the curtains, exposing the sun rays that burst into my room. I then went to the frog’s kingdom and slowly took a shower, the cold water sending chills up and down my spine…Hehe! Those good old days! Let alone having a character, setting, conflict, plot and theme of a story all in two A4 pages. God bless our teachers for their diligence in teaching us all that! :) Read more
Childlike, not childish
“Sijui amekuwa na hii shida for how long. Unajua nilienda kumchukua kutoka kwa babake. Nikauliziaulizia anapoishi for a month then nikaenda last week Friday na kumchukua kutoka kwa nyumba yao.”
I thought it would be best to have it written down as was said just for the effect but here’s a translation for those who may not understand; “I don’t know how long she’s had this problem. You know, I went to get her from her father’s place. I’d asked around for where they lived for a month and last week Friday, went to get her back from their home.”Read more
Came to my rescue :Part 2
She could remember it quite vividly. It had been an amazing evening sharing heartfelt life desires. He had taken her out for a date at a local cafe and the corner booth upstairs had been their haven for the evening. Read more
Came to my rescue: Part 1
She quietly sat in the car, staring out the window as they sped down the highway. In her opinion, city drivers loved their accelerator pedals a tad bit too much. Anytime she rode in a car, she’d say her prayers. She wasn’t a Need for Speed kind of girl. Slow but sure won the race.Read more
To love is to be vulnerable
Vulnerability in friendships is like letting a new kid into the playground. The rest are apprehensive to play with them at first; this is their turf, how could they possibly let someone in?
The more they play together, the flaws of the playground are slowly revealed to the new child; the mere possibility of rejection is hard to contend with for the frequent kids.
For so long, the community of believers notion was something I was uncomfortable with, let alone confessing of sins to one another.Read more
TYPEWRITER
It's been quite a while...Glad to be back! [Special thanks to C.Ej. for the constant reminders on what I needed to do here. Anajijua ;) ]
It's Revival Week at my church,Parklands Baptist, and we are going to Bethel! {Refer to Genesis 35:1-5}. Anyone who needs the sermon notes or summary, I'm a text/call/whatever way you'd like..away! Better still, you could join us at the services this week {ending 9th August 2015}...both physically or by live stream :)Read more