06 July, 2018

THE ORANGE FREEBIE.



There’s this washing detergent that wraps a gift inside the detergent pack (the big sized one) to encourage people to consume more of this product. This time around it was an orange plastic cup (see picture below) concealed in the pack under the detergent power. It wasn’t exactly a captivating gift but we decided to keep it never the less and resorted to use it for scooping boiled water to brush our teeth. Sometimes I find myself using it for drinking water for my morning water rituals.

The story with this cup goes like this; having been inside the washing detergent for so long, it took on the smell of this powder to the extent that no matter how many times we’ve washed it, the smell can never go away. We’ve had it for 4 months now, but trust me; it smells of washing detergent almost as bad as the first day we got it, but for some reason we can’t get rid of it (free things!)

In my early morning water ritual, I sub consciously picked it (the freebie) from the utensils rack in my half asleep half-awake stupor, poured the drinking water and yuck, the smell of detergent hit my nose, it was as if that I was drinking from a wash basin. And being half a sleep I opened my eyes to be sure that I actually wasn’t drinking from a basin, (I’ve never understood why I drink water with my eyes closed). The reflex thing to do in this case is to retract the cup and examine the contents there in, but I was caught midair by the shrieking voice of my mother (voices in my head), ‘finish that water, its filtered and clean, pouring it is wastage of food,’ (is water food?). Anyhow, the voice is real and persistent, that voice that makes me feel guilty for pouring left overs even in my adult life, that voice that can’t stand any wastage. (Thinking about it, have you ever wondered why in the story of Jesus in the book of the apostle John the sixth chapter feeding thousands, he insisted that the left overs are collected so that there wouldn’t be any wastage John 6:12? I mean, this dude had just fed five thousand people excluding the number of women and children with just two fish and five loaves of bread!) With the ‘voice’ I had to persevere with the smell and force the water down my throat till I emptied the orange cup. On the last mouthful gulp, that’s when an amazing analogy came to mind, hence reason for this write up. So the story doesn’t end with the orange freebie and my mother’s voice from child hood that refuses to go away, that would not be worth the OTT TAX.

The analogy was about how it’s just the same with the temptations that we face as we go through life, the pleasantries the devil offers us; that job offer that comes with un ethical and immoral compromises to be made ; may be bending the truth about your work experience, or giving in to the boss’ request for a lunch time hide away to get that promotion, or may be a kick back to get that contract, a bribe to that official to push your paper work, no matter what it is,  isn’t it just like the freebie cup and the detergent smell, the ‘evil ‘smell never goes away. No matter the success, or break through that came with the compromise, other people might not see it, but you will always know because the smell never goes away. You should ask the corrupt official who built that fancy mansion from the money he swindled; the walls are always reminding him, if not they will, sooner or later, even if it means at their last hour. So no matter how enticing the enemy offers in a reward for disobedience, trust me it will always turn out as a cheap freebie that comes with a constant smell to always remind you where it came from.

Well, you might be asking, have you not seen how tough it is in this country to do things the right way? To get a contract you have to reserve a kick back, to get a job, there a compromises about the truth that need to be made before any reasonable job can be acquired, to get any free public service, you have to pay for it. Without a doubt, it seems to be getting harder and harder to do right and stand by the truth in the Uganda of today. And all around us are examples of people that seem to be prospering out of dishonest means, however on closer look there seems to be a great out pouring of God’s grace to those that choose to stand firm, holding on to the truth as they know it. Men and women who refuse to give up, who would rather say no to a job offer than offer their bodies, individuals that won’t accept to offer that contract to the losing bidder….. However, I should importantly add that the great resolve and commitment to doing right, Is not usually out of these individuals’ strenuous moral striving, no it’s not their self-effort and cleaner than thou crusade. They are not foolish enough to believe that they can complete with their own effort what was begun by God. They are not strong enough or smart enough to resist the sophistication of these men and evil that they meet daily, they have put their trust in the one who began it all; God the author of our salvation, who snatched them out of the very evil life that we mentioned here, they responded to His message of saving faith. They believed in the gracious offer of reconciliation through Christ who offered himself as a sacrifice for all our sins. And God’s plan is that we all experience this message of forgiveness, reconciliation, redemption and right living and service.

So are you a Christian wrestling with the inner turmoil of your inability to obey what you know to be the truth? Is doing the right thing and standing against evil too overwhelming of late? Then remember where it all began, your first love, and let that love take you back at the foot of the cross, where all groaning and helplessness is poured out in sincerity with no shame. Go to that place of self-abandonment again into the able hands of your savior, call upon His name and He will surely come to your rescue. Don’t give in, don’t give up.

Are you a man or woman of the “world” who is completely sold out to the ways of the world? What we regard as a dishonest way of life, is normal life to you, a life of no guilt or remorse, no shame or conviction whatsoever about the so called wrong living, then you are way much emptier and lost than you will ever think or imagine. Your destination is eternal separation from your creator and eternal damnation in hell and torment. However, the call is out for you today as well. The one who gave up his life for you on the cross invites you; He is knocking at the door of your heart. Listen to his still small tender voice today while the call is still out, and if you open the door of your heart, he will come in and forgive all your sins, cleanse you and wash you with his blood, he will then replace your stony heart with a heart that is tender and obedient to His word. Come just as you are wrenched and sinful, and He won’t reject your step of faith, come, just come! Just as you are! Jesus will receive you in His wide open arms!
Shalom.

15 February, 2017

DO NOT QUIT

DO NOT QUIT


Don’t quit,
For every responsibility,
For every task,
There is a reason for your appointment.
For every journey you start
So you must complete.
Quitting is a sign of irresponsibility
A sign of weakness.
                                                                               Do not quit
Do not give up
Do not surrender
Do not run away
Quitting kills dreams
Quitting kills ambitions
Quitting kills your mission.

Do not quit
Face your challenges
Face the storm
Face the hurdles
Sail through
Sailing through will give you strength
Sailing through will nurture you

Sailing through will make you strong
Do not Quit.
The battlefield is not for the weak.
Success is not for the weak and uncommitted
Strong and Committed you will succeed. 

02 November, 2016

STOP MARRYING US OFF WHEN WE ARE STILL YOUNG

MY NAME IS PRECIOUS ROSE KIYIMBA AND I HAVE A POEM FOR YOU.


EDUCATION

Education Education,
Education is every where,
Educate your Child.

Mummy,  Daddy,
Thank you for educating me.

This isn't just about Education
We say,

" Stop child labour and stop child abuse,
"Stop making us marry when we are still young,
We must grow and then we marry."

MAY GOD BLESS YOU.

MAY GOD BLESS MY TEACHERS AND MY SCHOOL DIRECTORS (WENDY AND TODD).

THANKS TO FNC ACADEMY FOR THE GOD JOB THEY CONTINUE TO DO WITH OUR CHILDREN. MAY GOD REWARD YOUR SELFLESSNESS, LOVE AND COMMITMENT

EDUCATION


MY NAME IS JEZREEL BAGABE RAMA AND I HAVE A POEM FOR YOU












EDUCATION

Education is not just about math and Science,
Or learning how to read and write,

Education is learning who I am,
What my talents are,
What my interests are.


Education is learning how the world works.
And how I fit into the world.
Education is learning how to experiment and explore,
Education is learning that you don’t have to walk, feel or act the same,
That people come in different shapes, sizes and colors
But they all deserve love, respect and acceptance just like me


Thank you Mummy and Daddy for giving me a chance to get education.
With all that I have learnt
I will flourish
Change Uganda and the world
For my Education is for a life time.





This is a clear example of teachers who don't just teach math and science but help children understand why they are studying. My appreciation to Dawn Children's Center for the good job they continue to do with my Beauties.

Ambrose Kibuuka says, "Education strives to make people so identical like the beans in the pod," people especially teachers and policy makers have to know that we are different and therefore we can't do the same things.

26 October, 2016

WHY YOU MUST WATCH QUEEN OF KATWE


Africa has been called so many names over the years in our history. The prevalent being the Dark Continent. Basically telling how uncivilized and backward and so needing of civilization that we need.
Watching queen of Katwe shows an Africa that is rising. Not an Africa that has conquered poverty, not an Africa that has taken care of its problems but an Africa of what it is. An Africa that has a story, an Africa that has enough inspiration, enough people, heroes and heroines. But you see the media, the knowledge that has been given to us doesn’t allow us to see these stories Queen of Katwe is one of those movies that brings out an amazing story of resilience, inspiration, hope in our societies that are seeminglessly hopeless.
So until we tune our eyes to see our stories and coin the words to tell our stories- then even the stories that we think we are telling right will be distorted. African stories need to be told by Africans and there is enough of them around us in our community.

The Mother (Lupita Nyong’o) is a big example for an African mother. She is a representation of so many African mothers who go out there every day laying their lives down to build hope from scratch for their children and then the children the hopes that come out of them, the victories that they have they are all around us. May be could we constantly tell our stories both in cinema, in poetry, in writing in media – wouldn’t that be the foundation that African needs to progress not IMF, not World Bank, not Grants and loans, not Missionaries, charities but our societies, our conditions from them inspiring us to change, progress, inspiring us to look for solutions that are not designed or tailored by someone else, solutions that come from the communities from the very source where the problems are.
Parenting – you don’t need to provide everything or lots of money to get the best out of the child. You just need availability. An available parent figures out who their kids are, figures out their dreams, their gifting, their strengths and they support that. And informed parent gives relevant support. A parent who is not informed gives assumed support and deep down there parents are trying to live their shattered dreams through their children and for the most part they do it with money – if they can provide everything then their kid can become whom they want to be but they are actually making the kids become who they were supposed to be.
Secondly, it’s not the circumstances that determine whom you are meant to be – it is true poverty has limitations, it dehumanizes, it steals your self-esteem, confidence but poverty is not an ultimate sentence you can come out from the poorest of the poorest to achieve your dreams as long as you have a voice of someone who believe in you and funds your un nurtured dream/talent or skills. Every child needs a voice that keeps reminding them of their potential, someone who will tell them they can do it. That is why I have found it very vital for us to attend events for our children – it is a drive and a sacrifice, a commitment and proof that we believe in our children and assurance that we will always be there to cheer them on and on and on. If they are in a race and they see someone they trust in the audience it will be their motivation to run and run and run. They will win the race.

NOW GO CATCH THAT MOVIE

By Dorcus Magoba Lama
Trainer/HR Specialist 

19 May, 2015

HE MELTS MY HEART



While re devoting ourselves to the vows we made in 2011, he had this to say ' Despite the differences and difficulties in despair or danger, i pledge to be devoted to our marriage - digging deeper in love till God decides to distance us by death.