Saturday, June 2, 2007

OUT not Realy!
Hey there!Five months without blog-in feels like reading a book with five chapters missing, It is not that nothing has been happening; actually alot has happened that I can only give you a sketchy account.December of the year of our Lord 2006 was heftly governesslly speedy and very trying. We spent the half of it touring the coastal town of Mombasa feeling the uncompromising heat and seeing the continental line with the rest of the SWORD guys.January sneaked in like one leading an entourage full of promises, what exited was any was the new born baby Shanissa daughter to my cousin moses.February through May were like"now back" to business I feel like am still trailing with everything am just trying to catch up wth everything. what exited was a Polutry project we did for the orphans at the Needy Kids home. We did get together with a couple of voluteers and put up a small polutry house and also had a couple of chicks in place.Sadly though after a couple of weeks a thief broke in and went off with all the birds one night, but God is good we are back and we are resting the whole process.Now SLOW down - Amusing things Ahead.I often visit a friend on Buziga hill a residential area on the outskirts of Kampala, the best thing happening here is that the murrum roads are getting upgraded a good job anyway. what amuses in the entire project are the road signs these works guys put up; as you pull in from the main road a sign reads SLOW HUMPS AHEAD, definately you have reduce your speed lest you hit the slow humps.A series of other triangular signs follow SLOW MEN AT WORK ok! you don't have complain when these guys will be done with their dusty project.as you move at the topmost of the hill this sign scares, DANGER MEN AT WORK, now this is not fair, the reverse is true.till then!

the race is on!

Hey

For some reason, (usually not good a good one) I struggle to pen in these few thoughts that always linger on in mind, As the year clocks towards its end I am a bit frightened, as to the amount of work I need to do and how much I have done so far.

Imagine this Dad with a big family loving and caring, calls you into his study room to give you set of instructions about your siblings, well as he is talking looks into the window and sees the kids with their other older brother raving off, shouting, apparently happy.

The Dad is furious, you knowing him and your siblings you plead with him, reminding him of the promises he had made to you when you were kids. After along silence he says "Alright, take this to them" he hands you a book.
Well as get down stairs, the kids are back, music is turned on full blast, chair are upside down, you actually notice that even you glass award in last year's music festival has been broken, mess is the word to describe the situation.
You cant exactly take it in, you throw your father's book at them and puff! overturn everything,

Whah! one such person who went through such experience was Moses, thousands of years ago He went to talk to God, at the mountain and ...
"Ex 32:132:1 When the people saw that Moses was so long in coming down from the mountain, they gathered around Aaron and said, "Come, make us gods who will go before us. As for this fellow Moses who brought us up out of Egypt, we don't know what has happened to him."... ( NIV)




I know for sure the race is on

Something to smile about.

After a hefty season over here all seems calm and set,
I have been wondering where was Christ after all?
Amazing!
Last year around this time, I visited a friends home and he gave me a plant from
from his house collection. It was cute and with it, came memories of my childhood homestead.
I loved i think I did.
A couple of weeks later, either due to a different environ or neglect on my part the cutie withered and died out.
I was worried because I didn't want the friend to ask me how it was doing, and I was sad cause I had lost a childhood
memoir.
This week as I worked the plants I discovered that the plant had sprung back after a year, looked beautiful and fresh, something
to put a smile on my face.
At SWORD it was just similar situation everyone in the camp seemed somehow weary and tired and many of our members were away but this week we had a fellowship at the missionary's home near the shores Lake Victoria.
Like the plant I just mentioned it was rejuvenating.
A lot has been going on; visitors, friends, relatives coming in and going out, dinners, comedies, and games, worries, failures, disappointment, and accomplishments were all in one package.
An early radio presenter reminded me this morning "Every new day there are new mercies"
Wow! I ought to have been the one telling him that, anyway I still struggled to get out of my bed because of the new mercies I see each morning and each day.
Do you know something?
When the storm around me gathered, where was Christ?
It is when he was at rest in me.
He saw me afraid he checked out my faith and It was Bottom level
He asked "YOU OF LITTLE FAITH, WHY ARE YOU AFRAID?
Actually I was a fool, what about those without FAITH
At the Candle-Light-Studios
there hasn't been much activity, since am only learning to cope with little Hydro Electicity powering my house
who cares anyway afterall the-SON-shines-brighter

Quiet but not out

Hey there

True I have been rather quiet for the past few weeks but alot has been going on;
The last time I penned we were on preparing for our Singles Minisitry Camp nite
It was alot of fun and alot of learning packed in a single night.

Every time we campout some thing big is in the offing, I know alot has happened since then
and God continues to be gracious.

Our National Meeting went off perfectly well, we now look on for other challenges


Prayer Request

• That God continues to provide for a way out, good health and wisdom that I may stay serving.
• For our trip in Mombasa that God may facilitate us and carryon the Gospel to the coastal town.

When the Lord provides!

Several members of my family are actually away, Well in our back yard we have a small Banana garden. A neighbour called in to tell me that a bunch of Banana was ready, oh yea I picked that one out, it would take me a month to complete this one, just as I figuring on what to with the first one another one was in place.

Well he provides regardless

till then!

Just a second

Just a second!
As I was strolling down the lane one evening, a young friend of mine asked what my dream in life was, shockingly I answered I don’t dream, just to cut the encounter shorter, am glad non of my seniors heard me.

Perhaps the young man wanted some comforting and an inspiring answer from someone he thought all was rosy.
Boy life is a patchwork, one piece holds onto another, sometimes in harmony but other times in disarray.
The beautiful masterpiece I am is the work of my Master,
The ugly side, my unwise choices.
He’s purpose is that for me is to do his will and ask him whenever.
My purpose might help though in vain.


Soccer is undoubtedly the world’s favorite game. The World Cup was here and finally came to an end! Before my own eye I lost out by just little margin, just one game to the final.
In Kampala nearly everything came to standstill whenever there was a match, right from the markets down town up to the upper streets. Everyone became a soccer critic, an expert at that.
I wondered if the passion and emotions people had for the global event was the same for God and humanity then the world would be a better place.


At SWORD’s Bible Study Fellowship, it is all about a new chapter and new book but a continuation of an old story. The lives of Jacob and Joseph were particularly touching, this week we are studying the first part of the Book of Exodus.

At the Candle light studio
I spent much of the week retouching some old paintings and having a redo of the Across Africa painting. Amazing, this little piece I did with the sun rising over lake Victoria and a boat crossing through an image of Africa, has been requested for at-least 8 times in the last 18 months.

Just-a-second
Have you ever thought about the lies you and I make each day!
In Kampala when someone tells you “I will be back” don’t wait for too long.
Polite, isn’t it?

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