#ProudlyKenyan #WeAreOne

 

I am now and continue to be #ProudlyKenyan

 

A lot has been said in the past 3 days and a lot will be said in the days to come. My thoughts and prayers remain with the victims still inside, the heroes who lost their lives, the families who mourn their losses, the shujaas still fighting hard, our leaders who have shown unity and solidarity. Above all else, my thoughts go out to the Kenyan People. Our spirit will not be broken. The God of all creation has already and will continue to bless this our land and nation. I celebrate my heritage and I brandish my Kenyan roots with the deepest and utmost pride. I am now and continue to be #PROUDLYKENYAN “WE WILL NOT RELENT ON THE WAR ON TERROR”. “WE ARE AS COURAGEOUS AS THE LIONS ON OUR COAT OF ARMS”. We continue to pray and stand vigil. We take back the Western Gate of this city and win back our freedom so dearly won fifty years ago – The Freedom to live without fear, The Freedom to live with HOPE. Today, know this Kenya … “You are a chosen people, set aside to be a royal order of priests, a holy nation, God’s own; so that you may proclaim the wondrous acts of the One who called you out of inky darkness into shimmering light” [1st Peter 2:9 – The Voice]

 

Beautiful Petals

 

Things change, seasons come and go, some seasons bring abundance and some bring seasons of scarcity. Some seasons carry in their tailcoats tears and some ride on the wings of laughter. This is my season for birthing. It has been extremely harrowing. Sometimes all seems calm but other times the genesis of a dull ache turns into a sharp uncontrollable contraction. It is almost time for the head to crown and everything has gotten more intense. I hot, i’m cold. I want to stand, I can’t stand to sit. The utterances and groanings of my inner man are unintelligible to a normal man but clear as the northern lights on a stark, crisp winter’s night to he who has ears and can hear.

There are things happening within my spirit Man that my physical man is finding hard to comprehend. There are things my physical self is forced to accept that my spirit self must do for me to live, love, thrive and conquer,

So on this the 10th Day of the 9th Month of the 13th Year of the 2nd Millennium, I have made the choice to go a different route and do a different thing that goes hand in hand with this new season. I will no longer be blogging from this page. Instead I am moving to a website. My new home will now be http://www.beautifulpetals.com – I chose that name for various reasons. I have seen the beauty and delicateness in the petals in my life. A Rose bud is not made of one solid entity but carefully constructed and placed together and held together by invisible invincible threads of glue. i am carefully covered and sheltered by the one who holds my heart. He is the one who intricately wove every single thread of my life together. The one who intimately placed the desires in my heart. The one who infinitely loves and protects me with everything in Him. He placed petals in the gems of family, friends, and loved ones around me. 

I see beauty in the sunrise and the sunset. I smell the fragrance of the rain and the dew and they make me glad. I feel the elements against my face and they make me smile. Every precious moment of my life is a petal in itself be it the people I have met and loved, the places I have been and loved of the things I have loved and lost. 

To the petals in my life, it is now time to open up and let the sweet nectar of the center of the bud flow and give life to another season. The seed grew into a bud, the bud has blossomed into a flower. Let us move together as we dance in the wind like daffodils in an English meadow. 

You are a beautiful petal, as am I and together we make up the intricate, delicate breathtaking beauty of the blossom that is life. See you on the other side … http://www.beautifulpetals.com