Forgiveness is one of the hardest things that a person can do, but like most difficult things, it is also most fulfilling. The weight of bitterness and unforgiveness, when laid down, brings the most liberation to a person.
When Viola shared part of her story for the first time, it was in a group where we were studying forgiveness. The topic was heavy for her, she sat there shaking her head, wondering if everyone else really understood the immensity of the issue.
When it was her turn to speak, she simply said ’for me it is very difficult to forgive someone’.
The group leader probed further, and Viola yielded and shared part of her story.
Viola endured such suffering in the hands of her loved ones to the point of being suicidal. She bought poison Continue reading
James is the kind of guy who can crush your party and then give you a good reason for his action. Spontaneity runs in his veins. He is that guy who is not afraid to knock on doors and push for what he believes in.
He calls me one Saturday afternoon and informs me that he is on his way to my place. He arrives about 30 minutes later. He informs me that he has been going to bike shops asking for support towards the half way cycle (James and crew are cycling from Nairobi to Kisumu this December to raise awareness and funds for his work with boys in juvenile prison).
And he got support, one shop owner donated Continue reading
Very glad to have a new guest blogger in Vincent Matinde. In this article Vincent and his wife Ann tackle the subject of post wedding depression based on their personal experience. Enjoy and stay blessed.
I stood in the middle of darkness watching my wife sleep. It was still uncanny that I had tied the knot and now I shouldered more responsibilities than my own. But there was something else nagging me. Continue reading
The fight against corruption in Kenya (and all over the world) is first and foremost a moral one. There is a legal and physical aspect to it, but morality is the most central question in all corruption cases. It is a fight between right and wrong, between darkness and the light.
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Sometime ago, my wife got the opportunity to pursue further studies abroad.
Let me back track a bit. About a year ago, during a conversation with an older couple, I remember us talking about decisions and challenges that young couples face. Half way through that conversation, they proceeded to stress Continue reading
When I picked this book at the Post Office a few weeks ago, I was a bit underwhelmed because it looked smaller than I had anticipated. But as they say great things come in small packages, after reading a few pages of it, I decided to use it for our family devotion. It is that practical. Continue reading
Corruption in Kenya has reached such levels that even the habitually corrupt are shocked. Let’s be honest, we Kenyans know corruption too well. It is a common practice, we encounter it all the time. It is the level of corruption rather than corruption itself that is now troubling us. Continue reading
Most married people will confess to this. Sometimes you look at your spouse and ask yourself (silently of course) ‘how did I get here? how did I end up with this man or woman?’ Sometimes my wife verbalises this jokingly and I am always swift to let her know that the joke is on her. She made the choice, she entered the box. Haha!! Continue reading
The problem of thinking and writing about suffering is that you begin to notice it everywhere. The last few weeks have particularly been heavy for me. It is like my ‘suffering antennas’ have been elevated and now I see it more than before. Most news on TV have elements of pain and injustice, newspapers are filled with sensational headlines screaming about worsening conditions almost Continue reading
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The problem of pain and suffering is age old. It cuts across generations, classes and cultures. It is no respecter of status or religion. Through it we come into this world and without our consent it enters into a contract with every one of us, making impromptu visits at will.
It is in the cry of a baby, Continue reading