Jesus waz here

I’ve always thought that every human being desires immortality and will express the desire in someway through their actions. That explains why when you go to any school; you’ll find endless graffiti on desks, seats, walls of classrooms and even toilets with individual’s real names and  nicknames going something like; Maskadudu was here, Jaymo was here on 16/04/1995 and on and on. I’ve not seen this at my workplace and that makes me wonder whether desire for immortality is more in youngsters than adults. Another day as I walked through Hell’s gate National park, I noticed endless graffiti on the valleys, gulleys and caves therein all trying to say ‘waz here’. One sure thing though is that deep down the heart of every human being is the desire to be remembered by future generations more so for the contribution we’ll have made to humanity during our tenancy on earth. The sad truth is that most of us know quite consciously that we are doing very little or no investment towards our immortality or posterity. We only have hope to do much in future, a thought that is always at the back of our minds. What we forget though is that life passes fast and before we realize it, that day we do not know, we will be out of this world. That’s why  Hebrews 9:27 puts it this way, ‘Just as man is destined to die once, and after that to face judgment’ Once someone dies, and that is anytime, there wouldn’t be chance to consider immortality.

In the mood of Easter celebrations, it’s wise to consider ‘Jesus waz here’. It is said and truly so that no single man has had greater impact on the world beyond Jesus Christ. For that, let’s consider a little of his biography. Born to carpenter Joseph and Virgin Mary through the power of the Holy Spirit, at 12 he was already involved in deep Biblical discussions with Pharisees and teachers of the law. At 30, he began his public ministry. After baptism, he did miracle No. 1 ‘controversially’ changing water to wine after which he literally drove hawkers out of the Temple of God; overturning tables, freeing doves, goats and cattle, scattering their coins to leave the temple clean (John 2).  Within 3 years the bible says He did So many miracles were they to be written, ‘the whole world would not have room for the books that would be written’ John 21:25. To cap his ministry were breathtaking events summarized in the Pain He went through; meaning of which was salvation to humanity. As he prayed on the mountain, He considered the pain ahead and prayed, ‘Lord, if it is your will, take this cup (of suffering) from me. However, not my will but your will be done.’ Luke 22:42. Before long, Judas betrayed Him and he went the painful shameful way of the cross to cavalry where he hang between two thieves. He was sinless but he had to nail our sins on the cross. ‘Then at the sixth hour there’s darkness over the whole land for 3 hours up to the ninth hour and the curtain of the temple was torn into two’ (Luke 23:44) signaling all humans’ ability to plead their own cases before God and get salvation at will. When he was buried, a rock was rolled onto his grave. They forgot He was too powerful to be held by the grave and that He’d already conquered hell and Hades.  When those women came to look for Him on the third day, the rock had been rolled away. Immediately, Angels appeared to them and asked, ‘Why do you look for the Living among the dead? He is not here; He has risen!’ (Luke 24:5-6) . All these sufferings He went through sinless as he was so that He could save us from sin and death. For that reason he says "I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me.’’ John 14:6. Yes! We won’t get to eternal peace and joy after our death unless we believe in Jesus. Our failure to believe will only earn us eternal death of fire in hell. Thus the formulae to a happy immortality is scripture that says, “I tell you the truth, whoever hears my word and believes him who sent me has eternal life and will not be condemned; he has crossed over from death to life. John 5:24.  

It is thus pure truth to say that; for our salvation was the only reason Jesus waz here

King in waiting

King in waiting

Since the post election violence, I have always believed in my heart that the appearance and trial of the post election suspects at The Hague would be the best thing that will ever happen to Kenya’s justice system, a belief I’ve savoured to this date. However, on the two days that those Kenyans appeared at the ICC court, I felt shameful that we had finally been forced to wash our dirty linen in public.  I felt like we’d allowed our citizens to be humiliated before the whole world. Excuse me!!! ICC is not for Kenya; it’s a court for warlords and guerrilla fighters from countries that went bananas years ago. We are a good to do country that is able to run its own affairs without external interference. But the cacophony and attention The Hague episode received from Kenyans quite became of interest to me. And my conclusion; Kenyans are eager to identify their King in waiting.

When they landed home, the mammoth crowds that followed Uhuru and Ruto’s procession from airport to another obscene crowd at Uhuru Park just displayed how Kenyans are eager to anoint the King in waiting. What’s sad though is that Kenyans seem keen on shopping for a king from a wrong market place. If it’s not wrong market, then the PEV suspects cannot double up as kings-in-waiting- suspects and  If we keep shopping from wrong market place, then we may soon go Haitian way of picking a dancehall entertainer for president.

I also love to do some prophecies in this game of politics and though most of us hide our cards under the table, truth is that we love to play the same cards by keeping the same politicians in office term in term out.  Maybe it’s safer? Maybe that’s not the case but forgive me for thinking it’s political slavery where we sing for and shuffle around the same political kingpins year in year out. And that’s why Kibaki has been in the scene since independence. That’s why Uhuru and Raila are playing their dads’ roles and posing as the two most likely tenants of statehouse in  the hereafter political dispensation after Kibaki regime.

Come let’s play the cards a little bit. Think of Raila. Love him or hate him, he is one person who’s given shape to Kenyan politics as we know it today. He liberated Kenya from suppression and gave us political space unheard of some years back. And now we need to reward him with the presidency but wait; I think he’s failed to address real issues like IDPs with gusto and enthusiasm we knew him for. Think power has corrupted him, kiasi maybe.  Kalonzo has little to show for his many years in leadership but Kibaki’s kind of luck may probably give him presidency but you can’t bank on luck. I’ve no idea of why and how but Uhuru and Ruto seem to be commanding huge following of late and seem serious factors in the next polls. Karua and Kenneth are some guys we should be thinking about but we choose to ignore them coz our tribes need people who can ‘fight’ for us or why do Ruto and Uhuru command such a following?  We believe they fought for us whether guilty as charged or not.

Someone help me call some strange cards to the table. We need someone strong and determined enough to jump this queue of Kings in waiting by pulling an Obama version on Kenya. Where are you friend, Prof. Ole Kiyiapi, I heard that you are running for Presidency and waited for you to declare so I could campaign for you be it in my facebook wall. I am still waiting you to declare.

What then sayest we? When Christ is revealed, we shall reign with him coz if we believe in God, we are all Kings in waiting. And when they thought that a King could only come from the tribe of Judah, Saul, from the Benjamin, the least tribe in Israel became King (1 Samuel 9:21). Don’t you think it was time Minorities ruled? Only then shall we have matured as a democracy or what do you think?

The Right Angle: A COLOURFUL WORLD

The Right Angle: A COLOURFUL WORLD: "A COLOURFUL WORLDWe love rainbow nations like we have today where colour defines close to everything we do..."

A COLOURFUL WORLD

A COLOURFUL WORLD

We love rainbow nations like we have today where colour defines close to everything we do. Dark men choose to date girls of a lighter complexion; Sudanese girls’ desire a life with white men; just to weave a difference in the colour of their babies. Three quarters of my cloths are black, grey or blue coz I have a tendency of wanting to hide in the crowds. Artists attest to the fact that the choice of colours and the colour balance we create more so in our houses determines our levels of energy as we go out to face life and as we retire to our homes after work. Of course my cup of green tea has been as such addiction as Maskadudu’s glass of red wine. Talking of smart dress-down, you cannot beat my friends from Tseikulu whose girls do their yellow dresses and march well with their boyfriend in yellow shirts and orange  jeans definitely in-steps with their most famous son who adorns his popular shirt; red on one side of symmetry and green on the other side. No hard feelings though; I know he’ll improve on colours like my friend Kim who in our younger days would be perfectly dressed in a green trouser, blue shirt, white shoes and his trademark red socks.

It was one of those days Violet would rather forget. She arrived home lugubrious and blue that evening and felt like knocking her head against the grey walls of her single end room. This was after a day of white realities that had made her day so black that she could only cool off the anger by some smooth sounds of Blues from her silver radio system. She could hardly swallow the idea that her husband, all along had been a patron of the red light district, the more reason he was never home before it turned dark. It’s Hard to say but at some point, we’ve got to let humans be humans and show their true colours.

You have no idea how hard it has been for me to be a fan of a football club without colour. We’ve lost almost all important games and have since gone silent. That’s why am considering ditching the gunners for the reds, a team that easily brings the red devils to their knees and makes the blues see blue.

Things were rainbow as usual in Nikiso (True name withheld so as not to put the country to disrepute), a tiny country neighbouring the Banana republic to the north. People lived to enjoy their red plums, oranges and green apples. But One day, overnight, the country turned violet. everything turned violet from the sky and ocean and mountains to the trees and animals and people and from the tallest skyscrapers to the tiniest ant; the president and PM turned violet and so were the cups, spoons, bread, computers, briefs, stones, books, hair, candies, skittles and everything except for a single Blue Jay Bird who hadn't changed color and stayed the brightest blue. The smartest scientists in the world gathered to figure it out. They did studies and tests and analyzed and evaluated and debated and wrote article after article, but couldn't explain it. Some people said violet was now the most important colour in the country and some thought it of no importance at all because there was too much of it. They discussed, debated, joined clubs to debate and produced movies all aimed at demystifying the  violet country.Blue jay was all this time locked in a cage and people travelled from the far corners of the earth to see her. She nearly turned into a goddess and was always on their lips when they spoke.

Exactly a year after Nikiso had turned violet, people woke up one day and lo!! Everything had turned yellow except the blue jay. For the next two years, exactly on the day Nikiso had turned violet and then yellow, it turned new colours: first orange and then pink. Still the Blue Jay stayed blue, causing ever greater excitement until in the fifth year the whole world turned blue, like blue jay. Because the Blue Jay was a color like everybody and everything else people began to lose interest in her and let her lose so she flied away to some place people never got to know.

Like Nikiso, the righteous ones are so few today. In a world painted a single evil colour; of men who are lovers of self, lovers of money, boastful, arrogant, revilers, disobedient to parents, ungrateful, unholy, unloving, irreconcilable, malicious, gossips, without self-control, brutal, haters of good, treacherous, reckless, conceited, lovers of pleasure rather than lovers of God; God has His blue jay birds moving swiftly spreading the Blue colour of the gospel of Christ. This will happen to a point like in Nikiso where everything will turn blue and the righteous will fly away to be with the Lord. That’s why the bible says, ‘And this gospel of the kingdom will be preached in the whole world as a testimony to all nations, and then the end will come.’ (Matthew 24:14)

What then shall we do? Let’s try a colourful ending to this story;"Come now, let us reason together," says the LORD. "Though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they are red as crimson, they shall be like wool. (Isaiah 1:18)

The irreversible deed mis’

The irreversible deed mis’

One lesson I never got to understand in my Form one chemistry was irreversible changes in states of matter. All along I’ve thought that science is at pains to explain the irreversible changes coz I don’t think such an explanation as this holds water, ‘When you burn a candle, the wax around the wick melts. If you pour this wax off the candle, it will solidify and become wax again. This is a reversible reaction. But if you burn the candle long enough the wax disappears. The heated wax becomes a liquid, then a gas. This gas combines with oxygen from the air to make water vapour and carbon dioxide. This change is irreversible.’ What if charcoal was as different state of matter as a wooden log? The explanation would be perfect coz you cannot change charcoal back to wood. What if we’d be able to return that mchele that’s already gone bad back to its uncooked state? Those heaps of wasted food would become history and all the street urchins who eat from those bins would all die and our streets would perhaps be clean again.

Almost all Homo sapiens have deeds in their lives they wish to blot out coz they keep nagging our thoughts and devoid of God in our lives, they can sap from our lives the energy we need to face the future. Sometimes it’s that close to amorous message meant for your partner that your fingers sin against you and send to your mother or aunty. You are there wondering how to tell them it was not meant for them and if you manage, the respect is gone. Then on a Saturday afternoon, you are Google those sites and bump into one with exciting opportunities for cash and all you need to do is provide your credit card number and you do. Next time your card statement lands, you haven’t used it for shopping but your credit limit is gone and there’s a huge bill to pay. And then, a friend of mine receives a message that she has received Kes. 4,000 via M-pesa from an unknown person. The guy calls her that it was a mistake and urges her to return the money. She goes to her M-pesa account and sends the 4K but later realizes that the message she’s received was from an individual and not M-pesa. She’s been duped and is all regrets. Look here!!! He sizes that beautiful girl selling loans from the bank and he couldn’t resist her. He applies a Kes. 1,500,000. He had no plan and ever since, it’s been painful paying for what he’s already squandered.

It was one of those rare days when I service my computers and I dismantled every component from power supply, cables, fan, memories, motherboard and processor. But when I assembled and ran the machine, it did for sometime then went blank. I later realized that I had fitted the fan upside down and thus the processor had smoked up. In another of the good days, you were all alone with your friend and begun to get close and by the time you realized it, you had broken your vow and lost virginity. And after typing your ten pages document the lights go off and oh my!!! You hadn’t saved a thing and you’ll have to do it again. Then your sister is all regrets coz when she got pregnant, the man who’d pledged never to leave her just walked on her when she told him she was pregnant. And the umbrella of all, we’d rather forget and always wish those misdeeds were reversible.

But there’s one sweet irreversible, Christ died on the cross for our sins and misdeeds. God loves us, certainly. So, if we have received his pardon, we can consider what he’s done and if you still guilty you still can join in this song, ‘Praise the Lord, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits— who forgives all your sins and heals all your diseases, who redeems your life from the pit and crowns you with love and compassion, who satisfies your desires with good things so that your youth is renewed like the eagle. (Psalms 103:2-5)

Shan’t all of us move in new strength?