Bits of the Gospel

Every new morning is a new beginning of our life. Every day is a completed whole. This day, today is the limit of our sorrows and efforts. It is long enough to find God, or to lose Him, to keep faith or to fall into sin and shame. Just as the good old sun rises every morning anew, so is God's eternal mercy new every morning. I will always begin my day with a smile!

God, our Father, You have chosen us for your own nation; And we your people, pilgrim on earth, Look forward to meeting you in heaven. We bring our deepest desires, our love for you. While we want to understand life in a flash, You want us to go step by step every day, And our patience, tested, tried and proved worth, Finally cools down and hears your word, Which comes in bits too! O Lord, you who give us all our needs, Continue guiding us every day, With those bits which are enough for the day. O Lord, drive us to your bosom, With your word applicable for the moment. Amen!

Caritas! Charity. Charity costs, not because someone asked, that exalts you! If you give out materials, you have room for more. if Charity is based on philanthropy, it does not cost either, because you do it to a fellow person. it does cost yes, not because you do it willingly and readily! It really costs not because you are obliged, with a sense of duty. Charity costs for other reasons. Charity costs because it demands, demands self-giving. By the way, selflessness is a rare virtue. Many people tend to give something, never themselves. I might have a point in here, Reflect!

The elders might not be wise, yet they command respect by their age, and achievements of course! The adage "Old is gold", is always true for the old, not at all for the new. Those who live longer today, have a right to talk proudly, not of their age but achievements! Oops! All what my grandma wanted, was the feel of things of today, using her old feelings! Let them be!

Let's smooth our lives, scrub off old and dead skin, it might be the right action, for this time outlives, every man and woman. We're already facing the word, the contact must be felt, for by nature is silent, and silently shapes the world, giving new life first. Let's make ourselves ready, today, not tomorrow my friends, because the Word is God's and you can only be happy, to get by it moulded. This is purple time, yes, it's advent season, if you want to listen, now, God's promises in rhyme, and you can with him reason. In and out, we all go, but what matters is shape, get yourself a proper shape, before He sets all on the go, with Him in a timeless shape.

Is death really to be feared? Does death speak the last word? Without pushing far a reflection, the last word is from God's Son. You, being a son, or daughter of God then, you speak the last one. Is death to cause a scare, or push us towards overcautiousness? Even though it's not rare, death hasn't the last words, you know it, though not aware? It should be understood, not as a terminator of life, but as a passage to God, who stands as true Life, where joy and not strife, laden all who it ruled. It is transfiguration, in fact, a change for better. And so I should say as a christian, "I'm not afraid of death bitter, because I know I will be risen, by Him who promised life." "Eloi, Eloi!" we cry, a feeling of aloneness. yet, He's there as we cry, to cry with us and wipe our tears. He's God with us, saviour! Deo Gratias! Fr. Nick

This time round, I feel that it is good to shelf my fiery article on the attitude of Kenyans towards their own leaders and that of leaders towards their citizens. I have decided to post a prayer that has been in my heart for a couple of days. I know it is not just a prayer but a poem, an emotional presentation of my thoughts and feelings to the almighty. Lord, despite the darkness, I can see you clearly!  Your hands has not yet grabbed me, but I can feel your touch, your caress on my head. Lord, with all the darkness, I still see you clearly! You're in my thoughts, as I seek solutions to these problems. You're in all my imaginations, in all the vast horizons; like a small seed. You're there in the flowing rivulets, in the plains and mountains. You're with the children and their mothers, their siblings and their fathers. You're in all that's born and dies. Lord, I see you clearly, despite the dense fog of life! You're in the mind ...

Sometimes I wonder how, how to give without the feeling, the dreaded feeling of emptiness, the terrible feeling of loss. I wonder how not to lose, while I give truly. I know it's more blessed to give, to give than to receive. But I still wonder how to give, I ponder a lot on this I reflect deeply on giving so, I have observed the act. If you give and then, and then your hearts regrets the action, then your heart will feel, empty, empty like your hand. When you give, let your heart give, give to avoid regrets.

If you do not feel good, good, as in really proud, that you are dearly loved; then, ask no one why. you alone have the answer. If you wish to get that answer, answers, very satisfying responses. then ask yourself why, because it's only your eye, that can see clearly why. Certainly it's not the fault, of the one who loves you! You can trace the fault, only in you, the one loved. Yes, you are the cause of it. By the way, we all are loved, cherished, adored and elevated, by the Supreme God, the God of Jesus Christ. Yet we do not always feel that. Look inside!