They are us.

Senzenina is playing. In repeat. I have no particular attachment to the song. I just love the beats, the atmosphere it creates. In another time, in another mind set, I would have regarded it as a sad song. I would have related to it from a loss and heart ache point of view. Now, its

Takawiri Island

The time is 5am, its really chilly outside. We’ve just woken up even before the sleep could completely rejuvenate us. But none of us wants to seem the odd one out. Not when that portrays a slack in your prayer life. You see, we were waking up to pray. At 5am. It just was. No

Knowledge and wisdom

Days ago I spoke to a close friend of mine that I look upto. And as she was speaking all I could hear was the wisdom in her words. Her perspective floored me. And immediately we finished speaking, I asked God for wisdom. Previously I thought her perspectives could be attributed to maturity. But the

3 things that make waiting easier

Waiting is not easy. I’ve said that here over and over again. And as we saw, God expects us to be working as we wait. If you were a shepherd when God called you to be king, you continue doing so until the time to be a king comes. That much we already know.  And

Alex Boye and hope.

I want to tell this story to my grandkids. Or any kid when I’ll be an old woman. So here we go.  Once upon a time, I was a jobless and free twenty two year old. My circumstances depressed me on most days. I hated depending on my parents at that age. I wanted so

Fare thee well Mwende.

  There are bad days. There are good days. And then there is today. When my heart is filled with hope. Of the things to come. I write easily of sad things. Conflicts are easier to explain than what I’m feeling now. But I want to remember this. I want to immortalize it for future