Last Sunday Ely Band visited a Girls’ Rehabilitation Center in Kirigiti, Kiambu. I was the Designated Survivor, sorry Preacher, but I did not expect to survive without massive emotional hemorrhage. See, I am not exactly a fiery preacher who works up crowds and has them jumping up and screaming Amen! Amen! throughout the sermon. No. […]Continue Reading... No Comments.
The other day I accompanied the Prayer Partner to an Associates Day held by her former campus Christian Union. When the time came for introductions, we were all lined up in front, at the pulpit. Associates and guests. One of the things you were supposed to say as part of your introduction was your relationship […]Continue Reading... 12 Comments.
Suppose you are an employee in a large multi-national company. You earn a good salary, which allows you to live a comfortable middle class life. You have a four bedroom house on mortgage. You drive a BMW X5, while your wife drives a Mercedes S class. Both on loan. Your two children are schooling at […]Continue Reading... No Comments.
Felista couldn’t get him off her mind. Neither could she get the moment off her mind. It was frozen in time. A story to be told to her grandchildren. The story that would become the living tale of her clan. Her clan with Jack. They would be sitting in their comfortable yellow sofas, whiling away […]Continue Reading... No Comments.