Rising Star

I get disturbed every time I see someone being judged so harshly even before he/she is given a fair hearing. I have come across such unfortunate happenings where a person has been put on a pedestal and judgment pronounced upon him/her even before listening to them. How hypocritical we human beings are!!! What legal grounds do I have to say this person is bad or has done wrong even before I listen to their side of the story? Why does my vain mind, with its skewed reasoning, drive me so fast to think negative about a person? I pose a question; are people inherently evil or inherently good? If I am told that something unpleasant has happened to a person, and I am not completely sure about the genesis of the whole thing, am I justified to think of that person as having done something bad until proven otherwise? Or should I think about the good of the person until proven bad? Am I right to heap blame upon blame on that person as having deserved what befell him/her? Or as having a han

Recently, I have had to ask myself hard questions about my being a born again Christian. This soul searching was preceded by some happenings at my place of work as well as in my personal life. During this period, I shared my predicament with a Christian friend. What he told me jolted me from my usual thought or ignorance about what being a born again Christian entails. I think I have never really taken time to find out, understand and act out the faith I profess when I am faced with difficult and challenging situations.   In my being a born again Christian, I realized that I have been selfish and served my own purposes. I have wanted what is only best for me with total disregard to the people around me. I have severally found myself trying to prove my righteousness, holiness and above par character and reputation. In doing this, I have come out as rude, argumentative and defensive. In this state, I also noticed that I started making selfish prayers. I presented myself to God as

I have grown up (and still grow) in a staunch christian home. My parents are the kind of parents who observe the rules of being a christian family. The journey that led us to the knowledge of God and Jesus Christ as the centre of our home started with my immediate younger brother who passed away in 1997. His was a life of pain and struggle but which led us to know God. For this reason, his legacy will still live on because it is his life that made my parents-and our family- to seek God. Until now, I keep on wondering how and what it would be like to have had Bethuel Kimtai with us. Would we have been best of friends? Would have been very close? Would he be calling me 'Big Sister'? Would he be telling me of the girls he had met? His girlfriends? His struggles? This is a life that I can only have in my thoughts. I am a complete opposite of my elder sister. Sylviah, (I love her so) is so talkative and outgoing. She is a hard rock on the outside but a sweet, soft and loving woman

Anne toyed with the idea of skipping Belinda’s birthday altogether but on second thought she decided to go. She did not want to disappoint her closest friend and besides, she thought, she had already promised her that she would show up. She dragged her tired body out of bed and headed towards the bathroom. Lately, her life seemed to have taken a turn for the worse since she broke up with Joe six months ago. Just the passing thought of him made Anne’s heart wrench with pain. She had loved him so much and missed all they did together. For once in a very long time, as she sat in the bathtub, she allowed her mind to drift away to the very first time they had met. She had travelled to her rural home that weekend but on her way back she had been stranded at the Taxi Park because there were no more vehicles going towards her direction. Though it was a bit late, vehicles usually plied that route up to as late as midnight. So, when she alighted at the Park and realized that some of the