Wake Up Call

As the Man of God confessed his sexual indiscretions to his astounded flock, the one thought that was perched on my mind was: ''there but for the grace of God go I''. 

That could have been me. The only difference between us was that my brand of sin, is more discreet, and is dealt with outside the glare of public gaze.

The truth of the matter is that sin is sin, is sin, and it all displeases God. I've heard it said that: "Sin is not bad because it is forbidden, sin is forbidden because it is bad!''

Fellow strugglers, experience has taught me that left unattended, sin is a ruthless devourer.  I know full well the futility of attempting to live on the straight and narrow by sheer will power.  Without the Holy Spirit, it is impossible to please God. 

There's a sense in which my own guard against the luring pull of sin had been lulled...and yes, I lost grip. I'm now on the recovery and restoration phase. It's been a few months of anxiety, remorse and working to embrace the forgiveness I have been offered.

I've also heard it said that on any given day, we are either getting into, going through, or getting out of temptation.  We can therefore not afford to slumber on the spiritual battleground of holiness.  The callousness of sin demands a fierce onslaught and offence against it. The boundaries must be clearly demarcated. 

P.S:  Counting the cost of a fall is a great wake up call to holiness!

Cry of the Desolate

Dear God,

i never want to go on another life expedition by myself again!
for some reason, i thought we were  in this together....
@what point did i get ahead of You?
where exactly did our steps fall out of sync?

am i still so clueless and disconnected from you that
i am unable to recognize Your voice? or
am I so disconnected that i can't understand what you are saying?
or worse still, are my desires so loud that they have rendered me deaf?

i walk around with this blanket of shame around me,
look, it's threatening my peace and suffocating my spirit.
father, please lift this cloud of dis-ease that is engulfing me.
... drowning my joy and darkening my days.

Dear Lord, please restore my joie-de-vivre, i pray!

Prayer of the Expectant

Dear Lord,

I look to the heavens and,
the clouds are gathering,
the skies are darkening,
the earth is swollen,
heavy with expectation
and hope of the coming rain.

The grounds are ready,
the seed is in the soil,
... and my eyes are on you!

Thank  you for the seasons of my life.
Let it pour Lord,
let it pour!

Not a Hoof

I listened to my Pastor discuss the prelude to the Jewish Exodus with absolute delight and conviction!

Jews' story:
When Pharaoh freed the Jews from Egyptian slavery,
It was with a short leash and given be-grudgingly.
He demanded that they leave behind some of their 'stuff,
But..., Moses their leader would have none of that bluff.
He refused to leave any trace of their servitude existence.
They were going to sweep their house clean, this once.

Everything had to go - hoofs and all!


My story:
When God freed me from the slavery of sin,
It was given with abundant love and selflessness.
He demands that I leave behind all of my mess.
But…, sometimes I won’t have any of that stress.
Still, I painstakingly shake off dregs of my former servitude existence.
Daily, I sweep clean my house.

Everything has to go - baggage and all!


Our (me & my house) story:
In the pursuit of He who freed us,
It will be with our everything – ears and horns!
There'll not be a hoof left behind us.

Everything must come with - our affection, total mind-share, our all!

Thorns - The Great Equaliser

“There but for the grace of God go I!” - John  Bradford -


Today at the Veritas Bible Conference, the full weight of this expression dawned on me anew.  As part of a fallen humanity, we are all broken and ailing to some degree. There exist thorns (issues/intentional Manufacturer defects) that piercingly refuse to be ignored.

It is my observation that:
Some thorns are more difficult to bear than others.
Some are glaringly obvious,
Still,  others pierce deep and lingeringly, with untold irritation.
Deceptively, some seem 'inconsequential' to the casual observer.
But, those in the know disagree.
Thorns are true to their nature: they hurt.
Whether it seems like it or not!

This talk begs the question: why would a loving God, perfectly capable of yanking out these thorns, passively watch his wretched creation writhe in agony and not put the poor soul out of his misery?

Thing is, our lives are not our own.  Ours is to gracefully live each day in the quiet assurance that the cards we've been dealt are a Deliberate Hand. 

This thorn-in-the-flesh reality fills me with compassion for my fellow travellers, who take hits and blows on their journey through life.  In many ways, I realize that I cannot even begin to wrap my head around the thorns that others bear, never-mind walking a mile in their shoes.  Among us live people whose burdens could break a camel's back.

Old saying is true: Be nice to everyone you meet, people are fighting tough battles!

... and what a shift this calls for in my empathy and compassion levels!

P.S: Interestingly, God not only enables me to navigate my way around my own thorns, but, wounded and all, He expects me to count my blessings and thrive where He plants me.

Affectionately His

After the church service last weekend, a congregant found her way to the Prayer Tent in the company of her friend, who, in her own words, was sorted and had no issues that required prayers. However, friendship is a great thing.  The ‘issue-less’ friend agreed to sit in and comfort her friend as she prayerfully plodded through her issues in the presence of a Prayer Counsellor.

Well, some 15 minutes into the session, conviction had checked in and we were all locked in multiple group-hugs, celebrating the Lord’s doing.  The lady without ‘the issues’ had resolved the greatest issue in all of life – Christ-lessness.  She had accepted Christ into her life.

...  If God has an organizational structure, the church would have to be  Heaven's Connect department - linking the Father's Heart with those of His beloved children - object of His affection.  The church is in the business of ushering people from the Kingdom of darkness into God’s marvelous light.  We are entrusted with the awesome privilege and responsibility of shedding Christ's love and light in His beautiful, and in many ways, clueless world.

In His Footsteps

If I never hear another sermon, this first installment of the 'Unafraid' series - on Alignment, by Pst. Muriithi is enough to enable me live a bountiful and purposeful life! 

Enough said.... check out the link: http://www.youtube.com/user/mavunochurchorg/featured