Moreover, it is required of stewards that they be found faithful (1 Corinthians 4:2)
Also Read: Luke 12:41-48; Galatian 5:22-23
In June this year (2017) I had the privilege to meet Uncle Moody Awori the 9th Vice President of the Republic of Kenya. I was so excited for the meeting, I was literally falling all over myself.
I had written my first book (Kenya National Anthem Devotional) and was now in the stage of seeking endorsement from various persons. So, this one day I am in an office just outside town; I had gone to meet a certain person to seek their endorsement for my book. It was not to be, they politely declined. While there, my friend Stanley, I have known him for 20 years and counting, called me. It was a bit strange because we don’t talk on phone as often; but it was all providence. I asked to call him later because I was in a meeting. After the meeting I called him back and said I would pass by his office in town. When we met, I told him what I was upto and why I was in that office earlier. He looked through the Kenya National Anthem series on my blog and immediately said, I know the man to endorse you: Uncle Moody Awori.
What does it mean to guard/keep your heart?
Does it mean an external or internal exercise or is a combination of both?
Are we to build a physical or virtual fence around our hearts or are we to inject vaccines into our hearts to build internal immunity or do we build fences and ensure we are up to date on ‘heart’ vaccines as well?
And what exactly are we guarding/keep our hearts against/from?
Last week my younger sister and I were walking in town heading to a bus stop. the streets were bustling with life, lots of people walking around and in some tight spaces people pushing to get way. I was walking slightly ahead of her in file as ‘Matatus’ (public transport mini vans) were parked on our right and others were moving on our left. there were other people walking, Matatu touts and drivers jostling for parking space and calling out for passengers.
Suddenly a street boy stood right in front of me and demanded for money. He also aptly informed me that he had a bag of feaces which he would generously smear on my person if I did not comply with his demands. I froze, then I started shaking. I then opened my wallet to look for money. All this time the street boy was unrelenting in his demands and threats; he never stopped talking even for a moment. He also made it very clear that he did not want coins, I must give him notes. I only had a fifty shillings note in my wallet, which I handed over to him. He demanded for more and threatened me the more. I gave him a twenty shillings coin, he pushed back the fifty shillings note and the twenty shillings coin to my hands and demanded for a hundred shillings note. I was now in begging mode. I opened my wallet for him to see, I did not have any other money (Thank God!). I begged him to take the seventy shillings and allow me to go. Finally he let me pass.
Likewise, tell the older women to be reverent in behavior, not to be slanderers or slaves to drink; they are to teach what is good, so that they may encourage the young women to love their husbands, to love their children, to be self-controlled, chaste, good managers of the household, kind, being submissive to their husbands, so that the word of God may not be discredited. ( Titus 2:3-5)
A couple of weeks ago my husband and I had an animated discussion concerning the various ‘issues’ that face our marriage and many marriages today. Then he quoted my Bible Teacher the one and only Pastor Jon Courson who said: and i parapharse “If older women would teach and walk with younger women as commanded in God’s Word they would drastically reduce the time pastors dedicate to counselling and in turn that time would be redirected to the teaching of God’s Word”
That conversation and statement took me to Titus 2:3-5 and I have been musing over those Words for some time now. Wondering out to myself the impact among those who call themselves Christians if we wholly fully obeyed God’s Word: and for this specific discourse, if older women obeyed God’s command to carry themselves in a respectable manner and then to teach what is good and to encourage the young women.
What impact would such obedience have on the Christian family unit?
What impact would such obedience have on the Pastorate?
What impact would such obedience have in the Body of Christ?
What impact would such obedience have in the society it occurs?
A few months ago we lost an angel in our ‘family’. I say family in quotes because this family is one though we are not related by blood has become more than blood family to me, to us. You know those people you meet and something happens, a connection that you cannot explain that binds you for life – yes – that is my ‘family’. There was a meme doing rounds a few moons back that said if you have been my friend for more than five years, you’re my cousin – you are officially my family. During the mourning period lots of words meant to comfort I presume were being said left right and center. But I felt most of these were not helpful at all, took me back to my loss of children and it would seem some of these phrases are standard – sadly so ???
As happens when a loved one, a friend, a colleague, a parishioner or a neighbor has lost life appropriate words are not easy to come by. Many people feel the urge to break the silence and in so doing end up saying such injurious things to the bereaved that it would have been better if they kept quiet. There is something in us humans that deceives us that we are only consoling the bereaved when we are talking: that was me until I was on the receiving end of such talk. I learnt the hard way, silence is golden!
Here are the 7 things to never tell a grieving parent.
Father, we as you children are gathered here to worship you. The time has come for us to hear your Word. Father speak to us. Teach us, rebuke us, correct us mold us into the image of Your Son Jesus Christ. Open our ears to hear you, open our eyes to see you open our hearts and sow the living seed that is your Word. In Jesus Name we pray. Amen
If you reflect with me you can all agree with me that the current and most popular teachings about faith when stripped apart are about having faith in faith or self or the man/woman of God. However, in God’s Word that is not the case. In God’s Word faith stems from God and is about God.
A few weekends ago there was a lady in our estate ( estate makes where we stay sound fancy, maybe I should say our plot 10 ?? ) who was getting married. I did not know about the wedding until that beautiful Saturday morning. The caretaker was announcing to all and sundry that a bride would be picked from the compound and so we needed to go near their house and see her coming down the stairs. Guess who were her first converts? The children of course!
In the quest to champion and sustain the rights for girls and women to be educated this proverb/quote made it’s way into the human psyche. It has been pushed down our throats especially in the developing countries and we have owned it and run with it: no questions asked.
However, the more I have reflected on this way of thinking the more I clearly see the faults in it.
Our Father in heaven,
hallowed be your name.
Your kingdom come.
Your will be done,
on earth as it is in heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread.
And forgive us our debts,
as we also have forgiven our debtors.
And do not bring us to the time of trial,
but rescue us from the evil one. (Matthew 6:9-13)
I call Him Father, I call God Father.
The revolution, the peace, the joy this privilege has caused in my life is one I will talk about and live out as long as I breath.
God is amazing in many ways, but one of His most outstanding and lavish gifts to mankind in my experience is the gift of being a Father. Every time I muse over this reality, I am blown away. I find myself just smiling and having a warm fuzzy feeling inside. I feel settled, I feel encompassed by love, I feel known ( weaknesses and all) yet accepted. I feel that I belong.