A threat to kill

Today marks an interesting day in my life. Just a few minutes ago, someone very close to my heart threatened to kill me. I am not joking! The feeling of betrayal, being taken for granted and back stabbing is all i could feel at that very moment of this encounter. His failure to achieve personal goals, low self esteem, a hurt ego is all i could attribute towards this encounter with my supposedly would be hacker. Haiya! yani shit happens. I am at peace knowing i did what I could do, gave all i could possibly have given without any reservations.

This is such a unique encounter! scary but am choosing to look at it from a different twist. I am glad i was a punching line where this dear person did resolve at releasing his steams. I don't know if this person was trying to play psychology with me or if he meant his words.I must be so naive to think otherwise. I now have a good reason to cut my communications with this so would be hacker of my life.... I am still shaken by this flip of encounter...haiya...God give me a heart full of your peace. A heart full of forgiveness and a heart that forebears my enemies. Of how these enemies can be lethal...but I have a super shield... I love you Jesus who is my shield and my comfort.

Despite all these, I will up my hope in you and sharpen my focus on things eternal Till my next post...adios

LETS STOP HIT-AND-RUN ACCIDENTS!!!!!!

Borrowed this article from a friends timeline...

"Ladies & gentlemen, please join me in this campaign.This was the brother of a very close friend of mine.
CAMPAIGN AGAINST HIT-AND-RUN MOTOR ACCIDENTS.

Recently we lost a brother, Clifford Best Nyabwari through a hit- and- run motor accident along the newly renovated Thika Superhighway. The driver hit him, dragged him a couple of metres away and sped off. Several vehicles ran over him in the early morning of 29th September 2012. Our brother Clifford Best was badly messed up in that horror accident. Tension built up from 2nd Tuesday October and the search for our brother ended up at the city mortuary.

As family and friends we come out openly urging the public to STOP HIT-AND-RUN motor accidents. As a competent driver, stop, check on the victim and own it up. It is time to say: enough is enough. What are we all waiting for; to only feel this pain when we lose a loved one? Is the trauma all around us not a sufficient call to action?

Clifford Best Nyabwari was only 31. That Saturday morning, he became part of statistics of Kenyans dying every day in avoidable road related accidents. Just like many ‘ordinary deaths’ Cliff’s may never attract any national attention: no commission of inquiry will be engaged; flags won’t fly at half-mast neither will there be a presidential visit to the family.

LETS STOP HIT-AND-RUN ACCIDENTS!!!!!! —

 

May Clifford rest in peace.

 

 

Still cant understand this paradox

I am still baffled at how people can choose to be so uncouth and inconsiderate for lack of better words. Most paranoiac especially if the ugly behavior comes from a close family member.

One of my close friends happened to encounter a serious financial challenge when a sister of his became a circumstance of a road accident. *Anne (not her real name for identity protection) didn't have any travel or medical insurance. Hence at the time of her accident, she was admitted to one of the prestigious hospitals and the brother had to cough the deposit required for proper medical care that was delicate at the time.

After all these incidence, this pal of mine goes ahead and calls for a harambee (fund raiser) and manages to collect a few dimes here and there. He even went ahead and extended this call to his dad and mum who have been separated for a long time now. 

Guess what happens to the couple? They each raise funds with their friends respectively and manage to raise a substantial amount of money that could have otherwise sorted the then outstanding hospital bill...the surprise then comes when both parents end up consuming the funds...the funds that were meant to offset a hospital bill for their only daughter!!!! How unconscious can these very blood relatives who brought their daughter into this world be? Someone make me understand!! it is still a puzzle to me....now my friend is left with a huge bill to struggle with because apparently he had signed off his small business as a guarantor by virtue of post dated cheques. God help us all.

The days are indeed evil. If your blood parents can be this greedy and put their needs ahead of their child`s, then i do not know how we will live in the next generation.

I will share a little story copied - borrowed from a fan page
What  you choose to feed in your personalities is what gains more strength and weight...



The Eagle and the Wolf (By David Edwards from the book, "One Step Closer")

On the wall of a correctional center in Atlanta, a poem written in grease pencil caught my eye. It read:

"The Eagle And The Wolf

There's a battle between the eagle and the wolf.
The eagle inside of me represents everything that is
good and pure. And even though it soars through the valleys,
it still lays its eggs on the mountain tops. There's a wolf inside of me.
And the wolf preys upon my weaknesses and justifies itself in the presence of the pack.

Who will win the war between the eagle and the wolf?"

There was a big space and then there were the following words written by someone else: "The one that you feed."

I'll never forget the power of those words scrawled on that wall. Who wins the battle for your mind? The one you choose to feed. Who wins the battle between right and wrong? The one you choose to feed.

What thoughts are you feeding? Are you filling your life with God's truth, or are you feeding it a steady diet of TV, materialism, and out-of-control habits. It's easy to become desensitized and conformed to this world. But God calls us to be transformed by the renewing of our minds, to take every thought captive, and to be doers of the Word.

"Therefore, I urge you, brothers, in view of God's mercy, to offer your bodies as living sacrifices, holy and pleasing to God - this is your spiritual act of worship. Do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God's will is - his good, pleasing and perfect will." (Romans 12:1-2 NIV)

The story below is an extract from a friend`s facebook profile. As I read through, I felt like I was watching a Naija movie only that the content therein is real. Orgies that happen in real life and have such serious repercussions in the spiritual realm and translates serious manifestation.

True Life Story............Pls Read on and Share for others to learn

A MUST READ FOR ALL LADIES

"Hi, I am Tonia (not real name), a girl who has fears, beliefs, reservations and just your regular typical Nigerian girl. This past few weeks has been one hell of a game for me. I have really been unsettled and I thought I share this story with you. 

"When Cynthia (the lady killed in the hotel room in Festac, Lagos) surfaced on the internet and various news media, I was scared and it brought back a whole lot of memories to me and also served as and eye opener. Many people castigated and criticised Cynthia (may her gentle soul rest in peace), but my point is, it could have been anybody, anybody at all.

"We have met people through various social media. Some have ended up well, some have not but with painful memories. To cut the long story short, let me kindly share with you my encounter with social media especially the very popular Blackberry Messenger (BBM).

"I am a graduate and currently serving in Kaduna. I could have runced it, but I needed somewhere to clear my head and forget about my ugly encounter. Here is my story.

"I happened to have a married man as a contact on my BBM. He had been asking me out for over six months and I refused to date him. As time went on, he invited me clubbing with him when his wife was outside the country, and I went with him all night. We spent most of the night at Swe bar, Lagos.

"I also met his clique of friends, married as well with their various mistresses. We had 'mad' fun. After all the clubbing and drinking, he lodged me in a hotel somewhere in Obalende. I felt sort of safe with him. We did not have sex, but he made sweet love to me and touched me in places I had never ever imagined.

"He kissed me passionately but guess what? He did not have sex with me. We did all sorts but there was no penetration. So, to an extent, I trusted he was a good person to be around with. I did not know that it was all part of the plan.

"He gave me N10,000 and put me in a cab to go home the next morning. We kept talking and chatting and sending naked pictures to each other and he told me naughty things of how he wanted to whisper things in my ear, I blushed. We didn't see for two weeks and that was because his wife just came back from Turkey.

"One faithful evening, he pinged me that he was organising a beach party/boat cruise and that he would love for me to be his date and that he wanted to open a BBM chat, as a medium for his friends and my friends to interact. I was excited about it, I just wanted to have fun. I was able to get five of my very hot friends.

"The BBM group opened and we got chatting. I also realise that majority of them were married and working in reputable firms. It was fun and we didn't mind if they were married, we just wanted to have fun, as well as some other girls apart from my friends in the group.

"We chatted exclusively, sent pictures to the BBM group to introduce ourselves, and we had opened group conversations pending the beach party. And as excited as we were, we went shoping for nice sexy beach wears.

"The D-day finally came, we all assembled at the Lagos Island Boat Club. I was wowed because it was a high class party. We were cruising in a boat loaded with goodies drinks and hot babes, and as well 'MARRIED MEN'. I did not care, I just said in my mind that I would not roll with married men anymore after this, that for now, all I wanted to do was to catch some fun. After all, I wasn't paying bills.

"We got there, it was a private beach resort. Most of the beach facilities I got to see there were owned by multinational companies. We got out of the boat, and went to where we were partying. It was a duplex made with wood. It was a very nice setting.

"I felt comfortable because it even had a fence around it separating it from other beach houses around. So, there was privacy and of course bouncers (heavy looking guys) guarding the place. I said to myself, this must be heaven, I must be dreaming.

"Anyways, we felt free with each other because we had been chatting. It was 5:30pm and the party just started. We had drinks flowing from the private bar tender which happens to be owned by one of the men in the group. Reality struck when I realised that I was feeling dizzy and feeling really funny and light headed. Not only me, but other girls around me too noticed there was something strange about it.

"I was also feeling HORNY as hell! I had been drugged. They monitored us and when they knew the drug had really gone deep into our system, they moved us up into the main beach house. I could still see faces, but was too weak and horny to react.

"Mr B, the man who took me clubbing, carried me in his hands like a sacrifice and put me down on the floor just as other men also did with their girls. We were eight in numbers; 8 girls, 8 guys, and they all stripped us down and had sex with us.

"I enjoyed it a bit because I was horny. It was a mixed feeling because I cried, I moaned, but I did not know how many times he came into me. He pounded me hard. I was dizzy, but he grabbed me with force. All I could notice was the wedding ring on his finger. I thought of how wicked and miserable some married can be. How inhuman and heartless they could be.

"All of them took turns in switching partners and slept with all of us. I passed out. That was the last thing I could remember. I felt water poured on me. I noticed all the other girls around me too were half naked and some stark naked.

"We spent the night at the beach, but the men were no where to be found. I looked round me and all I could see was packs of used condoms. I ran to pick my cloths and possibly raise an alarm. I got dressed, found my phone with an envelope. It contained N16,000 and a note asking us to take N2000 each for transport. Tears of anger and rage filled my eyes and the girls around me as well.

"We were drugged and used like tissue paper. I grabbed my phone and noticed a ping came in. I checked my phone and I noticed the BBM group had been deleted, and a message via BBM from MR B came in. He threatened me that if I say a word to anyone, I would regret it.

"I told him he was a bastard, and he said try it. A picture came in, several pictures. In fact, they were pictures of us being naked on the floor. Pictures of the humiliating us but they blurred the faces of the men. In total, I got 20 pictures. I was not myself for a month.

"I went back to school, I had no one to talk to. The rest of the semester was hell for me. My CGPA dropped drastically. It was the worst out of the worst result I ever had.

"Till today, my friends and I have not discussed this with anyone, but all I could do when I heard of Cynthia's story was to narrate my own ordeal anonymously and spread the news, the word, and pray they see it and changed their ways.

"I am now born again. I have given my life to Christ. I fear men so much that I cannot even move close to them. I still have nightmares, but with time, God will strengthen me and I will move on. My advice to single ladies out there is, do not be desperate for fun. Pray to God to open your eyes of understanding, and pray hard. He who kneels before God will stand before kings and queens.

"To all married women, pray hard to God to intervene in your marriages and turn your husbands from bad habits to and bad friends. As for me, I do not think I ever want to get married or date a man again. That chapter has been closed for good in my life.

Please, do not ignore my mail. Please post it. There are a lot of things we ladies need to learn including you. Please post it on your blog and save a soul. It could be your friend, sister, cousin, neighbour.

"God bless you as you pass it on. To all readers, I do not care if you insult me or rain abuses at me. My job is to share this encounter with you and save you from any mishap. God bless you all. Amen."

My birthday

Mhhhh today marks my 36th Birthday! How do I feel? I feel great!

1. I thank God for blessing me with a petite body frame otherwise I`d be feeling OLD :(- 
2. That can only mean one thing! I feel much younger than my age. And this is a great feeling! I have a new hair cut...ati shaggy locks + maroon permanent dye.

Here is the me-new look :)-
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My latest look

What a transformation?
From this, (ya that is - was my hair incase you are wondering)

When i was a young gal

To this, (This was after loosing quite some hairline during breastfeeding of my precious daughter)

A long bob after giving birth to Pendo

Plain afro

Then grew some baby / immature locks for three weeks! (I couldn't handle the whiteness the gel always left my scalp with every single day. And so i went to my hairdresser who had fixed them locks and requested her to wash them away! Would you believe the shock this gave her?...i saw the feeling of disappointment in her eyes...but yes, them whitish locks / scalp and itchy one for that matter had to be dealt with.) Off i went completely natural for sometime.

Then finally i got something that i really like and am comfortable with...and lets see how far we will go with this "shaggy" look

Midnight Watch

I am learning the secrets of persistently praying through from the midnight hour. There is absolutely  nothing like the experience of doing so.

Praying strategically, methodically and in an organized manner. One prayer item at a time. The Bible records of great men and women of God who systematically had a lifestyle of indulging in the midnight watch.

Christ Himself is an example of serious prayer battle in the midnight hour. A case scenario is where He went in the garden of Gathsemane with two of his disciples. He watched and prayed to the point of sweating blood. He finished his first prayer session and on returning back to where he had left his two disciples found them asleep. How annoyed he was  the fact that he found them asleep. On another occasion He took the same midnight watch and was interceding entering a realm that only He understood when two great prophets appeared to him in a vision that was visible by his usual accompanying disciples.

Daniel was one of the greatest prayer strategists in the Bible days! He prayed and fasted for 21 days and boy! God always answered him in very unmistakable ways!

Esther the queen too knew the secret of midnight watch, methodical prayer, targeted prayer and fasting. She mobilized her cousin Mordecai and all the jews to pray and fast for three days and nights. They ate no food nor partook any drinks...they watched in prayer day and night targeting the favor prayer. Oh that The kind Ahasuerus would give her an audience so that she reflect the plight of her people. God is amazingly methodical too in how He answers Esther`s prayer. mmmmhh..The Esther fast....was always so favorable!

Paul and Silas in the church of acts too prayed in the midnight hour until their chains and those of other prisoners with them were broken loose. My, I am about to experience exponential potential and favored answers to my prayers! Why hadnt i learnt these principles earlier?

I am in receiving mode! I am in a battle mode,..not alone as I have with me a legion of 12 angels of battle from my heavenly father.

Elisha Goodman...you are truly a methodical warrior .....God bless you and you influence the lives of many.

Should desire to experience Gods favored and prompt responses to your prayers. Sign up for the next session of prayer academy (www.firesprings.com)

You will not regret it...

I am blessed! highly favored and just about to receive Gods full abundance in Jesus name!

A new week

Monday it is....the first business day of the week.

The scripture that is ringing in my head at the moment is John 14:1

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Jesus Comforts His Disciples

1“Do not let your hearts be troubled. Trust in God^a; trust also in me. 

We are the ones who allow our hearts to be troubled or wonder right, left, center. As in we have the key to this chamber / faculty of our hearts. 

The definition of the word LET: Reference dictionary.com 

"to allow or permit: to let him escape. 2. to allow to pass, go, or come: to let us through. 3. to grant the occupancy or use of (land, buildings, rooms, space etc)

My prayer for me today is that I will not permit my heart to be troubled. Instead, I will trust (i will have confident expectation of something / the things i need) in God

Definition of the word - trust:

reliance on the integrity, strength, ability, surety, etc., of a person or thing; confidence. 2. confident expectation of something; hope. 3. confidence in the certainty ...

A good and trustful day to you my soul!

Kenya looses great leaders

Kenya looses great leaders

June 10th, 2012 admin Edit

It saddens our hearts on learning the sudden demise of two key leaders of this nation. Not to mention all the other four support team who were on board the ill fated helicopter in the Ngong Forest.
Rest in peace great heroes of Kenya. That was a gross plane crash.

This is a reminder to all of us that death is not a respecter of any persons. Whenever we wake up every morning, we wear death as our tunic…it just waits for the right time to call on your soul.
Oh God Lord of all creation, please give us the sanity and readiness to be alert that should the pain of death strike, we will die knowing we have left a legacy to the generations alive.

May you all rest in peace ye who perished this morning….and to anyone else together in a different part of the country and the world at large, who may have departed under different circumstances.Oh Lord please comfort the hearts of the bereaved families and friends.

We pray for security, peace and love to dwell within our boundaries in this beautiful land of Kenya!

Wishing you a great secure week ahead!

New Prayer Points

Elisha Goodman is truly a focused prayer Eagle. Teaching new targets of prayer where a believer is to engage in prayer by knowledge.

Addressing a prayer point knowing the root cause of the prayer need.

He relates and identifies cordial deliverance background. God bless Elisha Goodman that he will consistently remain the vessel that God has chosen him to be. For more calculated prayer journey, please enroll for one or more series of the Prayer academy....more details see below link

http://www.firesprings.com/clb2.htm

I certainly trust God that I will also be able to join all the levels of the fire springs prayer academy. So much to learn! so much to practice as a christian

Reached the end

My heart feels heavy today. Imagine i dont even feel like answering any phone calls...

Need Jehovah Jireh to come through for my family and my bro financially. We have this nagging outstanding hospital bill still pending. It is a debt that we must offset and yet we do not have sufficient resources to do so at the moment.

Infact, yesterday i receive a phone call from our lawyer asking us to remit some payment covering the months of April and May. Then this morning a lady (who is supposed to be Mp Shahs debt collector send a text asking us to pay up the outstanding debt of 500k + her fee) Lord, feeling the resignation at this point. Please take over and do the needful.

My bro on the other hand needs finances to allow him meet his daily basic needs such as food, fare, rent, utility bills etc....All these feels heavy to bare. God has promised to meet us at the point of our needs. Please do so oh Lord of provision...

Thank you Lord....out of here.

Joe my one and only bro

 Joe my one and only bro - Seeing you today makes my heart leap with joy.

Hearing you speak with such undaunted faith makes my heart full of joy and gratitude to God.
The few hours I have spent with you this morning at my office nullifies any doubt that you unwell.

Your remarkable healing is a miracle and a testimony that God is not a respecter of persons.
He Healeth, and He watches over His word to fulfill. His word goes forth like rain, and never goes back to Him in void. If anything, it fulfills what it was sent to accomplish.

In your case Joe, God has healed you according to His word of knowledge from Psalms 41: 1-4
"1 For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. Blessed is he that considereth the poor: Jehovah will deliver him in the day of evil.
2 Jehovah will preserve him, and keep him alive, And he shall be blessed upon the earth; And deliver not thou him unto the will of his enemies.
3 Jehovah will support him upon the couch of languishing: Thou makest all his bed in his sickness.
4 I said, O Jehovah, have mercy upon me: Heal my soul; For I have sinned against thee.

You sustained Joe while he was on his sick bed and then you are continually restoring him from his bed of illness - NIV

I praise you Jehovah Rapha....

Am so encouraged that Joe is looking so focus and undeterred by his current financial situation.

Lord bring all your promised to fulfillment regarding Joe Mwangi`s life...While at it, please remember my family and I...Amen.

See you in tomorrow`s post.

Provision

The beatitudes in Mathew 5:3-12

3 Blessed are the poor in spirit: for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
4  Blessed are they that mourn: for they shall be comforted.
5 Blessed are the meek: for they shall inherit the earth.
6 Blessed are they that hunger and thirst after righteousness: for they shall be filled.
7 Blessed are the merciful: for they shall obtain mercy.
8 Blessed are the pure in heart: for they shall see God.
9 Blessed are the peacemakers: for they shall be called sons of God.
10 Blessed are they that have been persecuted for righteousness’ sake: for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
11 Blessed are ye when men shall reproach you, and persecute you, and say all manner of evil against you falsely, for my sake.
12 Rejoice, and be exceeding glad: for great is your reward in heaven: for so persecuted they the prophets that were before you

Verse 5: Blessed are the meek for they shall inherit the earth....pondering what exactly this verse means...
Its application and fruition?

Honoring one lady in her life

Greetings,

I am writing this post with much a do...

Remember the story of my pal whose mum was always 80% nasty to her?

Now one of the 10 commandments of the Bible - the 4th commandment says and i quote: 
"Honor thy father and thy mother, that thy days may be long in the land which Jehovah thy God giveth thee." - KJV

This pal kept asking; how can I honor my mother and she doesn't even deserve it? Mark you she knows not who her biological father is. She once tried asking from her mom who he was but the answer never came...

Occasionally and most especially when she was pissed by her mom, she would vomit all her anguish to her close pals detailing every deed against her.

Recently, she told me she has been doing some soul searching and voila...she says that she has chosen to honor her mom by not talking ill of her to her pals. This can only mean one thing, she needs another encounter with her mom and she can test the waters if indeed she will not jump her guts and break the promise.

God help her...! this is not going to be an easy task...but it is doable and i suppose in this act there is a bigger chunk of blessing!

Lord of mercy help her...indeed help her keep her word.

Lord Jesus I Thank you

Though i may not understand why tough things occur in our lives, I would like to believe that there is a supreme power that oversees the progress of every single challenge.

That is why I am simply saying thank you Jesus, thank you Yahweh.....
Psalms 23

I will walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, I will fear no man for thy staff and rod comforteth me.

Asante Yahweh!

Today Joe sounds calm

Leo spoke to Joe my bro twice...

He sounded very calm and seems to have taken charge of his situation. The fluctuation of  mixed emotions is what really pulls me down. Oh God, please maintain his coolness and improve his attitude towards everything.

I am positive that soon all these will come to an end.

I pray that you will open your doors to provision....Amen....

This is a polite Sunday

Mmmh... i don't know if anyone else feels the same way I do about not going to church.

Would you believe it that I haven't been to church in like 3 months in a row? I do not feel guilty at all..and dont get me wrong. I haven't lost my faith in Christ.

Just a season of wanting to stay at home on Sundays...However, Ill not go scott free as i must admit that i feel a little guilty for not taking ny daughter to Sunday school...

I promise my self that i shall take her to Sunday school when my heart feels at ease to physically worship at KCC.

Toodles...

Today feeling under the weather

Today am abit low...

I am still grappling with a couple of emotions related to my one and only blood brother. This fella was involved in a car accident about 6months ago.

With severe internal bleeding with his Pneumothorax, a pair of fractured ribs, a fractured femur bone and most delicate of all - brain injury...For the 1.5 months he was admitted in hospital, my family, friends and I were on a roller coaster of emotions. The magnitude of all these was so huge. One being: How could such  a vibrant young man who had just turned 30yrs of age be a victim of drunken driving by his best friend? Yes you heard me....his best friend drove home so drunk....and bum! the fateful accident happened. Do not be surprised, Sifa (Joes pal) managed with only one cut on this neck + afew scratches...but contrally to what Joe suffered! missed death by a whisker! Actually Joe is alive by God`s grace and divine choice!

To summarize the aftermath effects, we are having to deal with depression from my bro. Who often feels like things are not working for him...God please help us out on this one. I guess this is the hardest bit...

In another post, i will detail the episodes surrounding Joe`s challenges from that fateful date of 30th October 2011. But to sum it up, today is one of those days i feel so low...asking and needing God to just bring these feelings of despair to an end!

Amen...

Opening remarks

Clearly, this has finally come to pass!

Been postponing the idea of opening a blog journal where I can solely drain my thoughts, my life`s journey stories as well as my fantasy(s) (assuming they do not become a reality of events)

Today marks the beginning of an interesting blogging journey through this wonderful theatrical life.

If only I can be of some positive influence to someone...I`ll be one blessed fella.

Join me as i communicate my thoughts  and all...

Blessings!