the gift...

its a journey...a personal journey as well as a walk i share with millions and millions of other people. to walk each step into the next step with a firm anchor, a sure stand knowing that I have trusted You Lord for that next step. To prevail with something until am certain I have done all I am able to in this journey of prayer. For mental clarity especially_ to freely open my heart, my mouth and as a skilful writer use my tongue to let in my King on a noble theme, a tiny detail,an issue at hand, an overlooked page in this book becky_ for doors to open and mountains to be leveled...all that and more in the secret of prayer.
am learning everyday to prevail in prayer and Lord before I meet this journey's end allow me the grace because am certain of the divine authority and power that prayer pulls into a room, a situation, a stronghold.
what is that issue at hand? That thing that keeps tugging at your heart? Is it a buried skill you want to see developed... Is it a blurred sight as you look at your future, is it a girl, is it the gentleman next door or simply a desire to see some things change in your department, your community, your generation...whatever it is, big question is, have you prayed about it? Have you let the King in on what is bothering you, on what is exciting you_
journey each step in prayer. i don't like cliches much but i'll say it again, pray until something happens. 'dance until it rains'. for me it has been and continues to be a precious gift, the gift to pray. Asante Baba,Asante Mungu.

the way of a man and a woman...

love. am trying so hard to understand the concept.i keep changing my mind about the definition.i know its characteristics or at least what it ought to look like...patient, kind,not envious, does not parade itself,is not puffed up,does not behave rudely,does not seek its own, is not provoked, thinks no evil, does not rejoice in iniquity but rejoices in the truth, bears all things, believes, hopes,endures all things and never fails.....But what is this thing between a man and a woman? is it a feeling? But feelings are fickle. Is it a choice? can i love anyone i choose? I remember a dentist once saying that in the Western world they marry the people they fall in love with while in Africa we love the people we marry???
Michal was given to David. David however fell in love with Bathsheba. Did the former waste her time...
well, even the wisest mind has somethng yet to learn. Let your will unfold Lord, Your purposes, Your plans, in Your perfect way Lord, so foreign to my own ways, Your amazing thoughts, so far away from my own...
with each step into eternity, a place i only see as it unveils before my eyes...whether love be a feeling, a method or a choice, i'll trust You Lord. I will close my eyes, spread out my hands,lift my feet off the ground and fly on Your Wings...

me and my work place...

on that key board...before that pc Lord, in my work place my heart goes through the storm and back. the questions, the unanswered questions, my patience tried with every other call, finding my place among lots of energetic different people and knowing that am not the centre of the room but only part of the process. My next days in my work place, full questions marks and all...is that the fire Lord that is to purify the gold, the sharp end that cuts the precious stone?
then outside the call centre, on the streets, walking away from my place of work, hanging out with my friends, towards home, laughing with my family,another Wednesday in cell, a Sunday morning in church,a long walk towards my home, a taxi ride to the park....i feel so much peace Lord, as though the storm within has finally heard Your voice,so much calm and am so fine being me. I want to know You Lord...

the first time...

21/04/06
Just heard about blogging, completely blown away by the idea, sharing my words with someone out there I may never meet and hoping it will make a difference. Writing about anything and everything. WOW!

Its April….time flies. Either I have not done what I had intended to do or there’s simply so much beauty around that time be not enough for me to grasp it all…either way I need mercy and lots of divine love to walk well.

Can I organize all these things into words, there’s so much going on, so many lessons, so much I see, so much I hear from within and without and hoping that something on the inside of me will make beautiful sense of it all…..