Many a time life has pushed us to the limits, to
the point of questioning the existence of god. During such grim periods, we
tend to ask, why me? We search every corner of our hearts and mind to see the
wrong we’ve done but see none. We feel like we are in a void and no one can
reach out to us and even tell us a word that would bring us comfort. We feel so
angry that we decide we have had enough of God and can’t pray to him anymore. As
human beings, we suffer from selective amnesia. In such situations, we forget
all the good we have ever had and focus on the little negativity. Yes, you don’t
have shoes, but did you know that there is someone somewhere with no feet? You can’t
afford a huge turkey for Thanksgiving, did you know that someone somewhere hasn’t
had anything to eat for three days? My word today isn’t of condemnation though.
It is of encouragement. Sometimes when things get too cloudy and you can’t see beyond
your nose, know that you are not alone in your predicament. When you can’t see
any help coming your way, don’t stress out or even start blaming others. Don’t curl
in a corner and cry yourself to sleep. When the night is too thick and your
heart is filled with fear, all you have to do is reach out. Wonders lie where
we least expect. Jesus Christ is that magical light that switches on when all
others go off. Jesus Christ is the biggest comfort when our hearts sorrow. He is
the hand that reaches out, pick us up when we fall by the road. My word today is,
when you think you are alone in the darkness, all you have to do is open your
eyes.
Chapter nine Let me tell you about something that happened to me during the past rainy season that still sends shivers down my spine up till today. It was during the short rain seasons where the water would form rivulets and roll down the lonely path to the shopping centre. It wasn’t really a big place, just a boring place with a shop they called ‘chamchi-tugul’ meaning love y’all in Kalenjin, a poshomill, a small barber shop where we always cried when our parents sent us to pay him a visit and a small house always under lock and key where we always peeped with a hope of discovering loads of money locked in, little did we know that it was the barber’s store room. The rainy season though never stopped us from playing our football games, shirtless of course. We played without our shirts, not because it was fun that way but just because some of us had only the one. We were two goals ahead, all credit to me for stopping the ball with my face twice though I almost went blind in one a...
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