Being Content

This morning i reluctantly woke up at five thirty to prepare and leave the house at six to go and pick our daughter for the mid term break. I rarely leave the house this early being a stay at home mom. It was still fairly dark.

I could not help but sympathize with young children, some as young as three years only according to my estimation. The sad part is that majority of this children were either waiting for school transport accompanied by house helps seemingly who stood at a distance chatting, i guess on a regular basis, these kids are waiting at least ten minutes.

Some were at designated bus stops awaiting public transport.  I empathized more with the latter group. Its a nightmare for school children to board public transport especially during rush hour. They are pushed away and shoved around and only allowed, few at a time in one matatu by a kind conductor. Adults were also shoving and pushing mostly i guess to sit in a seat deemed comfortable, my way.

Its very understandable because after boarding, you get to stay in traffic for so long. Just a distance of under ten kilometers took us one hour to cover. I cannot imagine myself in such traffic every weekday.

I never thought i could be very thankful to God for being a housewife when i had taken it upon myself to work hard and make money in order to invest in a home etc as expected by society. Right now, i confidently thank God for saving me from this jostle and bustle of staying ahead of the others in this competitive world. And giving me contentment where i am at. give thanks in all circumstances;

for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus.

1 Thessalonians 5:18

You can almost smell the stress and hostility amongst the drivers. No one wants to allow another from a side road to join ahead of them. You can almost feel the tension. What a stressful hour! I respect and salute all the great women and men who endure this torment on our roads constantly! It must be God’s grace that sees them through.

Father God thank you for this great day You have given us. I shall rejoice and be glad in it.


Speak Out

Yesterday i spent all afternoon right into the night with my brother. We haven’t had so much time to ourselves in such a long time, given that he lives abroad and is always in demand compared to the short time he has to stay. Not to mention how much work he does to keep up with their plans.

That meeting brought out so much in both of us. From our similarities to our perception of life. From our likes to our dreams.  Something he said to me got me thinking. He expressed the frustration he felt as he watched me struggle in an abusive relationship. His thoughts then were that nothing he could do would change the situation. He lived in fear of the worst happening. What he didn’t know was that, i needed someone to just as little as suggest that i should leave, and i believe i would have left. I needed reassurance desperately from people i cared for.

I assumed that nobody would understand if i quit. They would blame me for the failure, after all i had failed before. But then again, perhaps i was meant to remain in that wilderness that long.  One thing i decided though is that, when i know someone is struggling with affliction, be it at work, in a relationship or even in church. I will share with them my honest thoughts about their situation. You never know, it could change their destiny.

Maybe you are the person that God has appointed to perform that particular task at a time such as that. Its important to be honest regardless of being unpopular. More so if it will save a life. They may disregard you, but thats always a seed that must germinate over a period of time. 

The way of fools seems right to them, but the wise listen to advise. Proverbs 12:15

May God enable us to be truthful and good shepherds to the glory of His mighty name!


Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways submit to him, and he will make your paths straight.

Proverbs 3:5-6

Last week i learnt a lesson which you would think i should be well versed with, but which apparently still eludes me. Worse, or better depending on how you look at it, the person i learnt from is the last person i would ever have imagined i could learn this lesson from, in fact learn anything from.

Our son, Davis was scheduled to depart on the 19:30 flight. I had informed him that since traffic is always unpredictable, we shall leave home at 17:00. He had friends over and finally, we pulled out of the driveway at 17:15. It was a Thursday and so i believed traffic would not be bad, coupled with the fact that it was 21st.

Most importantly, the holy spirit had revealed to us both that his visa application was successful. This meant that his trip was in God’s will for Him. We all know that what God has ordered, no one can change.

We get to Langata Road and there is a standstill jam. I decide to take the unfinished bypass to Mombasa Road. Barely a kilometer on, the oncoming drivers advise us to return to Langata road because its worse on the bypass. I managed to get a little ahead thanks to a new road i didn’t even know existed. Langata road is still jammed.

By the time we get to Nyayo stadium, its 18:30. This is an international flight and he needs to be at the airport at least two hours before departure. To make it worse, a relative who works at the airport and whom am hopping may assist just incase calls and calmly shares her doubt that Davis can get on that flight. Am now nervous.

I decide to put the blame on Davis, the few minutes we wasted at home. He is slumped on the back seat, without a care in the world. He just looks at me with a smile. He is as calm as he has ever been. I can hear my spirit say, really? Is he to blame? Oh ye of little faith! I let him off and concentrate on the road as traffic starts moving. Mom who is with us takes it up. I ask her to let it go.

Davis is so peaceful. This must mean God is in control, my only job is to drive him there. And thats the reality. In any situation in life, its always very important to remember that God is in control. Screaming, complaining or panicking can never do any good. But does alot of damage. It causes illness, disagreements and so much strife.

At 18:47 i screech to a halt at the departure lounge. I help him with the bags, Davis is as calm as if he has three hours ahead. He was right, God was in control! He has learnt this better than i. For we have gone through this jam thing before when dropping my husband with him.  Five minutes later he texted me from the plane, i smiled. That is my son. I was so proud of him! He has a character. Trusting in God is the most difficult thing, yet the best thing you can ever do.

Father God, please enable me to trust and obey you. For there is no other way. Amen!