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19:08
From: You Missed This
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 Kenyan politicians must be the undisputed masters of plastic smiles. Seeing them plant those fake smiles on their faces while soliciting for votes pretending to show concern with the real evil intentions running deal in their hearts leaves one's intestines turning. Looking at Minister Gabriel Muskari Kombo smiling gleefully in this picture while leaving a shack for a house aptly captures this hypocrisy. These scoundrels must be the most heartless of homo sapiens alive. Otherwise how do you stay sane and blameless leading people is such a state of poverty? But make no mistake. Our politicians are just playing smart alecs taking advantage of our state of mind as Kenyans. They rope us in their evil schemes only to damp the same ladders as toilet tissue once used. Swearing and sweating on their behalf comes in all shades, the elite here on Kumekucha and the 'crude' version out there. Until we stop our politicians dead on their tracks by holding them accountable, they will continue ridding on our backs as they serve their selfish interests in our name. We must reclaim our lives and country now and not tomorrow. Anybody out there to join me for the long haul?
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9:10
From: Mentalacrobatics
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The tsunami that promises to sweep through the Kenyan political landscape and usher in a new breed of leaders continues to pick up pace as the Wanainchi use all methods available at their disposal to ensure that they are not excluded from the national debate. Many are turning to the internet to get their voices heard.
One example of this is the music track Tumechoka by Ill Phil Artists. Tumechoka is a Swahili word which translates into English as we are tired/we have had enough. Ill Phil Artists released the song and video online via the MARS Group Kenya website. You can listen to the track and read the lyrics below (largely in Kiswahili with loose English translations). Please share and distribute it widely. It’s free and the artists have waived their royalty rights for internet download and radio play.
More information on the MARS Group website where you can also download the file in its original Real Media player format.
Intro
Sisi sote tumekuja pamoja kusema Na kuskika, hatunyamazi mashida zetu Kama kitambo,
(We have come to speak in one voice, we will not be silenced as before)
A voice against our leaders, ni kura itaongea, pigeni kura pigeni kura pigeni kura..
(Our vote will speak, Vote people Vote! Vote!)
Baken
Nashindwa niajee, kuishi kiwasi wasi nitaongea ki wazi wazi viongozi vikohozi
(Why are we living in fear with leaders who make us sick)
Na niajee, Mtaani tunawika nayeye anacheka straight to the bank,
(Why are we living in ghettos as our leaders laugh straight to the bank)
Mi na hustle ye ana manga bila hata kungangana, kwanini akuhonge baadaye akunyonge
(I have to hustle, he enjoys without labouring, why should he bribe us, later he hangs us)
Kamba shingoni ya kujitia mwenyewe, wanajifanya waelewi kula kuva
(A noose around his neck this time, he thinks he is better than us)
Yote C.D.F na round hi, Shida zetu tunyazmazi.
(This time let us end our problem)
Chorus
Tumechoka na sema tumechoka kufinyiliwa down tunasema tumechoka (tumechoka) x 4
(We are tired of being pressed down - We are Tired! x 4)
Leftie
Mshahara tunampa, na kazi hatuoni, pesa zetu mnakula na bunge mnalala,
(We pay you well but your work is unseen. You eat our money and sleep in Parliament)
Mnasema mko kazi Ndio sisi wenye vipaji, vitambi vinatokea ungedhania Ni kiriba,
(You claim to be hard at work)
Tunafinywa Kwa makini, laini shinda maini maazi kufanyiziwa
(We are oppressed)
Malazi kufinyiliwa, wanadai in the ghetto na nyimnaangalia nimekula huu usongo
(In our homes we are oppressed they say in the ghetto)
Ndio maana ninalia, nakaa hamtawacha kura yangu hamta pata, this time mkicheza tutampiga
(This is why I am crying. No vote for you from me this time.)
hiyo marando, taadhari tafakari Leftie akiwa nare mtakuwa kwenye hatari tunataka maendeleo, hacheni huo ukorofi,
(Watch yourself I am getting impatient. We want development not corruption.)
Chorus
Tumechoka na sema tumechoka kufinyiliwa down tunasema tumechoka (tumechoka) x 4
(We are tired of being pressed down - We are Tired! x 4)
Hawkins
Followed my heart through all the roads into the jungle, seen so much pressure
Told my body, just handle, this is nothing, Compared to what we thought,
Bad governance and leadership is what we fought, dark ages, black pages, rough ages
Men make history but this is to much, I earn all the money but you say I can’t touch, unajiongezea Mshahara nikipinga unanipiga, si protest Kwa Street Ndio maana niko Kwa beat nakuonya roundi hii nakutoa wewe shindwa
(You increase your salary when I protest you have me beaten – I am warning you now this time I will throw you out!)
Chorus (repeat)
(We are tired of being pressed down - We are Tired! x 4)
Jahfarel
Nabado wamesahau tumewapa hii works, Kulounge bila shukrani hatowi pesa zao
(They have forgotten that we are their employers, they are greedy and laze about)
Dem lying dem saying but they just destroying with false prophesies of a better tomorrow,
(They are false prophets and liars)
Na hii wakati, Ni Kura itaongea pigeni Kura pigeni Kura
(This is the time. Our vote will speak. Vote! Vote!)
Ending Chorus
(We are tired of being pressed down - We are Tired! x 4)
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9:03
From: Me, Life & Everything
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Rendezvous: 1718hrs
Prolixity: Medium
Mood: Happy
Whereabouts: Work
Echelon: III
Track: Fallen, Sarah McLachlan
Priceless!! Then it is Neo-Soul Thursday on Capital FM. Someone say bliss!!
Then while stuck earlier this morning in the mire that we call roads absolutely miffed at the cop on the Bunyala road roundabout i heard this on BBC… “Kiefer Sutherland jailed for 48 days for [...]
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8:28
From: Kenyanentrepreneur.com
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There’s an interesting article in the NYT about the connection between dyslexia and entrepreneurship. I’m not surprised that researchers have found this connection. If anyone here is a reader of business biographies (as I am), you would have noticed just how many of today’s most successful entrepreneurs either had dyslexia or A.D.D (Attention Deficit Disorder). [...]
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8:05
From: My Life is...Mochalicious!
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So tomorrow and Saturday shall see the second of the 7s Tournament Series underway.
Kenya has a tough pool ahead of it, meeting New Zealand (unbeaten), England (we have beat them once or twice) and Zimbabwe (who charazad us in Safari Sevens).
Please visit the IRB website for more info.
I just hope we get more points we deserve [...]
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7:27
From: You Missed This
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To those who have been following the story regarding the printing of fake ballot papers for the 2007 general elections, here is the latest information.
Aggrey Muiruri is in Brussels he was seen at Wetstraat near Lex building. He is booked in the Parc d'Evere hotel opposite Brussels main cemetery. Muiruri is an employee of FastPrint which printed Rift Valley leaflets depicting Raila hanging Mr Moi. Kihara Mutu ECK commissioner met Nigerian forger in Portmouth in UK. The Nigerian is a well known fake dollar and euro printer.INK removal substance a compound of methy has been procured by Mr Lennie (read 1m dinner plate guests).
The cargo is destined for Eldoret international airport from Dubai aboard DAS cargo flight.The substance is part of the rigging material.
It is a pity that ECK Chairman(Samuel Kivuitu) is relying on Kenya Police to investigate what is obviously serious crime even after being provided with evidence of samples of pre-marked ballot papers. Which makes us ask, is he repaying the appointing authority for renweing his term in office or is he going to be serious this time round, because he certainly was a toothless bulldog in the by-elections that took place in the recent past!
Will Kenyans allow the rip-off to continue?
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6:58
From: You Missed This
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 FELLOW KENYANS, Obviously, we can all enjoy the freedom to associate Raila with all the present and former dictators of the world. The problem however, is that right now; you will have almost zero audience outside of Central Province . The only concern is that PNU supporters seem hard pressed to understand why many Kenyans are considering voting out Kibaki. Well, fellow Kenyan lets sample these: Remember 2002; Raila and team tirelessly campaigning for Kibaki while he was bedridden? Remember afterwards Raila taking the road to Nyeri for Kabaki's first home coming as president? Remember him mobbed by crowds in Central Province along the way and referred to as 'Njamba' (hero)? And only now he is a dictator, a fascist and so on. Was Raila only a hero because he was supporting Kibaki? How selfish can we get?Remember these words, 'The era of roadside policy declarations is gone'. Those were Kibaki's own words in the inaugural speech soon after he was handed the instruments of power. He was telling Moi to the face that the culture of goodies (read- districts, colleges etc) is dead. FACT: Kibaki has dished more districts and colleges literally by the roadside in less than five years than Moi ever did in twenty fours years. Remember Kenyans voted in Kibaki (among other issues) on a corruption platform? Remember Kenyans distaste of Goldenberg? Well, it took Moi and team almost twenty-four years to produce Goldenberg. Now contrast this, it only took Kibaki and team one year to produce Anglo Leasing! Now talk of corruption! No one has ever been charged and convicted in any court of law for these two mega scandals.Remember MOU? Was that not trashed as soon as Kibaki's henchmen took over? In their short memory five years is equal to infinity! Now they are running around like headless chicken asking us one more term. Imagine the arrogance of the second term knowing that the 'Dear leader' will not need our votes again. Remember Matere Kereri, this late in the day, taunting Kenyans that he advised the president soon after election to trash-out the MOU. What was that for? Where I come from, you don't continue beating up a man stretching out an arm for mercy. Remember we thought after Moi we were done with commissions of inquiry. Under Kibaki, haven't we witnessed one commission after another? Didn't commissions start inquiring into the work of others that came before them? At least Moi used to tell us the finding of a commission however compromised. Kibaki does not even bother to reveal the find after spending fortunes of tax payers' money. Remember , Lucy Kibaki taking control of Nation News Rooms in the wee hours of the night? Abusing and beating up professional journalists? FACT: Like many Kenyans those poor journalists are mothers, fathers, daughter and sons to different Kenyan families. They go to work every day/night so that their families can have decent lives. Needless to say, they were embarrassed by the indignity meted upon them in front of cameras while their children, husbands, wives and parents watched from their living rooms. Now talk of dictatorship! Fellow Kenyans, did we troop to the polls to elect Kibaki so that Lucy can demean our brothers/sisters with impunity in full view of their own children and loved ones? We say NO! Kibaki's tells us Kazi iendelee? Kazi ya kuchapa wazazi mpele ya watoto wao? Toa hiyo! Remember 'The Armenian Brothers' taking control of East African Standard News Rooms and a few days latter beating up workers in our biggest airport? Remember those criminals calling our country men strong> NIGGERS.....on our own soil? Remember brother/sister? Isn't that painful? Remember they had government (GK) number plates on several of their cars. Remember, they were openly in possession of government issued firearm and police uniforms? Now talk of dictatorship! And Kibaki team wants us to sing Kazi iendelee? Kazi ya Mamluki?Remember 'Rattle The Snake? Did we elect a snake or a government? My friends, to whom was the bite from the rattled snake directed to? The very people who voted Michuki's boss to office? What a short memory? They quickly forgot that they tried two times unsuccessfully? Third time lucky, Kenyans voted the Kibaki team - they quickly turned into snakes? What a metamorphosis? Remember Moi being accused of tribalism in public appointments? Now compare Moi and Kibaki head-to-head on the extent of this vice. My friend, was there anytime in Moi's twenty-four year rule when all heads of all key ministries (Finance, Internal Security, Defense, and Education) were from Rift valley let alone being Kalenjin? Today, not only are all ministers from the same community, so are all the PS's, all the Under Secretaries and all heads of departments. Add KRA and Central Bank to the list. Amazingly, all this tribalization was achieved within three years of Kibaki's presidency! FACT - It took Moi twenty-four years to achieve some sort of semblance of Kibaki's tribalism. Remember the government of the day has been trying to counter tribal accusation by circulating a list of 'Other Kenyans' - outside Central Province , in public appointments. Isn't it laughable that our national government is bold enough to compare public appointment of one Province against public appoints offered to all other Kenyan communities? And to be fair, the list actually compares very well. Meaning the rest of the country together has a somewhat equal appointment tally to a single province. Isn't a pity that Muslims are asked to hand in their resumes for consideration 90 - days to the end of the president's term? Where was he all these years? Did he just remember that part of Kenya is Muslim? Remember Livondo he who cannot read a written speech? Remember that he has four AP bodyguards provided for by the government? FACT: While women and children in Mt. Elgon are being butchered, the government affords Livondo four government soldiers ready to shoot at the public as they did in western. Now I know you must remember this. Remember Nyachae with his war cries? Inspecting a guard of honor mounted by a rag-tag private army in full view of press cameras? Didn't the thugs make good their threat by attacking three respectable politicians just moments latter? Again, in full view of the cameras? Remember....... Remember.......Remember.........!!! Related videos: Exclusive: The ODM Advertisement that Kenyan TV Stations Wont Air
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4:22
From: Mentalacrobatics
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If you are running WordPress and find yourself locked out of your own blog with an error message that reads like this:
Error 403
We’re sorry, but we could not fulfill your request for /blog_directory/wp-login.php on this server.
Your Internet Protocol address is listed on a blacklist of addresses involved in malicious or illegal activity. See the listing below for more details on specific blacklists and removal procedures.
Your technical support key is: unique-key-number-here
You can use this key to fix this problem yourself.
If you are unable to fix the problem yourself, please contact your-email-address and be sure to provide the technical support key shown above.
Do the following:
- Please check to see if you have the Bad-Behaviour plug-in installed.
- If you do update to version 2.0.11 immediately.
More information on this post.
If you are trying to leave a comment on a WordPress blog and get the above error message please direct the blog owner to the link above. Apologies to anyone who was locked out of Mentalacrobatics.
(Hehe for a minute there I thought I had been hacked/cracked/banned!)
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4:15
From: Cock And Bull
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While in primary school, our class used to elect a prefect to serve for every school term. The job of the class prefect included making duty rosters for assigning various responsibilities such as cleaning the blackboard, helping maintain discipline by being ‘the teacher’s eyes’, and presenting our grievances by acting as a medium between the students and the teacher. This job was not popular since it required a lot of time at the expense of play, demanded one to take extra responsibilities and act as an example, and often pitted the prefect against the whole class population. All these are situations that most kids do not want to find themselves in.
And so at the beginning of the term, the class teacher would ask, “Who wants to be this term’s class prefect?” And as expected, only one or at most two students would raise a hand. We considered these students ‘goody goody’ and would even claim that the teacher favored the class prefect despite the fact that no one else would volunteer for the job. But I believe that it was all because of the jealousy of knowing that they had chosen to do something we had no guts to try.
In the times that no one volunteered for the class prefect’s job, the teacher would choose a student at his or her discretion and that student would become the unwilling leader.
Many people ask, “Can God use me?” and, “Can He use me just the way that I am?” To answer the question, I will repeat the words that a friend said to me recently, “With God, there are no qualifications needed!”
OK then, God can use anyone. But when will He?
The answer is yes, but only if one lets Him. Just like a student was required to raise his or her hand for the job of prefect in my primary school class, God requires a volunteer for His service. If only one person volunteers time after time, it will seem like God favors that person with purpose and blesses him or her with the resources needed, unlike all the other people around. And then it would seem as if God is favoring the person above others, or that somehow the person has managed to use some power to rig themselves in favor of God.
I remember that I would have wanted to try the job of being class prefect for a term, but I never raised my hand because I was afraid of being unpopular. And so I would wish that the teacher could somehow pick me even though I did not volunteer. This makes me think of the person who might say, “I want God to call me personally like He called Moses, for I am willing to serve Him.” Can He?
The answer again is yes. But God only calls personally when He cannot get a volunteer. And just as our class would end up with an unwilling prefect when no one volunteered, that might be the same way that Jonah ended up in the fish’ belly in the Bible.
Generally, leadership as well as being the follower was a choice that was easy to make in my primary school. Today, that has not changed. Anyone can start to serve God wherever they are: the church will not reject a volunteer in this busy month of Christmas, the homeless in the streets will not turn away some old clothes one never wears, a sick relative will welcome a comforting hand on the shoulder, and even God Himself will appreciate a prayer that might have been a long time coming. We are spoilt for choice!
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3:35
From: Black Looks
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Cook sister!: Menu for Hope IV - spotlight on Lesotho: I’m sure you have all heard of the wonderful Menu for Hope event that is the brainchild of Pim and takes place once a year around Christmas.
For those of you who aren’t familiar with it, the campaign involves food bloggers (and others) [...]
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3:10
From: Cock And Bull
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I am holding ten 1 shilling coins in the palm of my hand. When I look down, I see that each of the coins is different depending on the material used to make it, its year of manufacture, and how it has been handled while in circulation.
One coin is shiny and in mint condition, while another is dull and worn with use. One coin has grime and dirt firmly stuck in the tiny grooves of the engraved letters, while another has some unexplainable scratches on it. One coin is from 2 years ago, while another coin is dated 1968.
Even just by a casual glance, no two coins look exactly the same. However, each of the coins has the same value, for they are all 1 shilling coins. Each single coin can do the task of 1 shilling just as any other in the handful will do. And yet if we could understand the language of the coins we might hear one say, “I am better than you because I am newer,” or “I am more valuable that you because I am clean and you are not,” or “Our owner loves me more than you because I have been with him longer,” or “I am more superior than you because I am made from more precious material, ” or even, “I cannot come close to you because you were recently used to make an illegal purchase.” And yet when I look down I am thinking that I will later use all the ten coins collectively to pay my bus fare to town and do not care about their differences.
Just as the coins are handed from one person to another, helping to make possible various kinds of transaction, we also go through life having different kinds of experiences from one another. Imagine that you are holding ten 1 shilling coins in the palm of your hand. Now look down and imagine God looking at the people of the world. What does He see? What does He hear? What does He think about what He hears? What purpose does He have for us as individuals, as a group and as members of a group?
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2:07
From: bankelele
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Continuing on the expense tracker series, as well as writing on urban inflation and spending. index After trying various online expense tools, I fell back and used Microsoft Excel to track expenses by a simple spreadsheet. It's easier because I can work offline to add entries unlike the online offerings - and so far I have five months of data, tracking discretionary spending. These are payments made voluntarily – not statutory ones like taxes, pension, loan repayments of which I have no control. The numbers less than 1 %- other expenses0%: These are various uncategorized or one off expenses that don't full into any category - Bank charges 0%:There are actually higher but since I am on a flat rate account plan, only pesa point charges appear on the radar. Recreation 1%: Very low, but I have avoided the golf course so far this year Education 1%:only registration fees for 2008 and will be much higher next year Personal 1%: haircuts etc. Repair 1%: no car service done yet owing to very low mileage over the period (more on that later) Clothing 1%: Men don't shop for clothes, but this will actual be proved incorrect later Newspaper 2% - shockingly high. When you realize that you've spent a few thousand shillings on newspapers in just 5 months, the daily habit of reading newspapers seems rather expensive, for information that is available through so many other means. Communications 3%: Again, men are different than women I'd argue and our Safaricom/celtel costs are much less for men than women in the same occupation. In fact a typical bill airtime unit will be spent as follows 50% text messages, 25% phone calls, 25% phone Internet browsing & e-mail). Cyber cafe charges also fall under this category. Groceries 3% : rather high considering that groceries/food are not in my docket. Electronics 3% one off purchases Utilities 3%: water, electricity can remain low if you know what to look out for and understand/adjust your habits. Investments 5%: The figure is much higher but this only captures discretionary, not automatic investments and share repurchases. Dining 7%: like with newspapers, another shocker, because a lot of it is so unnecessary and could be easily avoided and should be reduced. Drinks7% The reason EABL will over time make more money than Safaricom, and why you should buy more shares. So much of our social life, and networking in Kenya is fueled by a round of drinks. Co-related expenses Transport: Early on in the first month i realized that car parking was going to be a major unnecessary expense, while driving to work was sometimes inconvenient (leave early & return late or sit in traffic with 100,000 other cars ) - so i chose to use public transport more - and relax, read, watch music videos etc. and leave the driving headach to others. Also with the increasing cost of petrol (89 shillings [$1.40 ]per litre this week) this week, and with further increases expected, driving is an evening and weekend activity. The low mileage means no car service incurred, despite pestering calls from the garage/mechanic. Results are over the months are Parking 2%, Transport 4% (matatu/citi hoppa/KBS – but also some holiday travel) and Fuel 7% . Relatives: men don't shop for themselves, but adding up the cost of giving in cash and kind tends to others can add up - and I had no idea it would be this high. Gifts 2%, Charity 4% and Family 5% means 11% is going out - mostly to relatives. Rent 39% : You could argue that this is not discretionary, but it is and shows why i can't afford a mortgage now, which will cost about another 20% of my funds. Off to next year, and to capture increased education and recreation expenses some things will have to cut back. Job offer From wazobiajobs.com: a job with Cisco Systems as a Global System Integrator Channel Account Manager in Nairobi.
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2:06
From: Cock And Bull
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One thing that puzzles many and that causes a lot of disgruntled murmurs from those that consider themselves true believers of God is that God has a use for each one of us. For example, God will use a person that would be classified as belonging to the scum of society to show His will for personalities and well as whole societies. Please read the following story that was forwarded to me on email by a friend:
First Impressions - A Christmas To Remember
This is a first-person account from a mother about her family as they ate dinner on Christmas Day in a small restaurant many miles from their home. Nancy, the mother, relates:
We were the only family with children in the restaurant. I sat Erik in a high chair and noticed everyone was quietly eating and talking. Suddenly, Erik squealed with glee and said, “Hi there.” He pounded his fat baby hands on the high-chair tray. His eyes were wide with excitement and his mouth was bared in a toothless grin. He wriggled and giggled with merriment.
I looked around and saw the source of his merriment. It was a man with a tattered rag of a coat; dirty, greasy and worn. His pants were baggy with a zipper at half-mast and his toes poked out of would-be shoes. His shirt was dirty and his hair was uncombed and unwashed. His whiskers were too short to be called a beard and nose was so varicose it looked like a road map.
We were too far from him to smell, but I was sure he smelled. His hands waved and flapped on loose wrists. “Hi there, baby; hi there, big boy. I see ya, buster,” the man said to Erik.
My husband and I exchanged looks, “What do we do?” Erik continued to laugh and answer, “”Hi, hi there.” Everyone in the restaurant noticed and looked at us and then at the man. The old geezer was creating a nuisance with my beautiful baby.
Our meal came and the man began shouting from across the room, “Do ya know patty cake? Do you know peek-a-boo? Hey, look, he knows peek-a-boo.”
Nobody thought he old man was cute. He was obviously drunk. My husband and I were embarrassed. We ate in silence; all except for Erik, who was running through his repertoire for the admiring skid-row bum, who in turn, reciprocated with his cute comments.
We finally got through the meal and headed for the door. My husband went to pay the check and told me to meet him in the parking lot. The old man sat poised between me and the door. “Lord, just let me out of here before he speaks to me or Erik,” I prayed. As I drew closer to the man, I turned my back trying to side-step him and avoid any air he might be breathing. As I did, Erik leaned over my arm, reaching with both arms in a baby’s pick-me-up, position. Before I could stop him, Erik had propelled himself from my arms to the man’s.
Suddenly a very old smelly man and a very young baby consummated their love relationship. Erik in an act of total trust, love and submission laid his tiny head upon the man’s ragged shoulder. The man’s eyes closed, and I saw tears hover beneath his lashes. His aged hands full of grime, pain and hard labor - gently, so gently cradled my baby’s bottom and stroked his back.
No two beings have ever loved so deeply for so short a time. I stood awestruck. The old man rocked and cradled Erik in his arms for a moment, and then his eyes opened and set squarely on mine. He said in a firm commanding voice, “You take care of this baby.” Somehow I managed, “I will,” from a throat that contained a stone. He pried Erik from his chest unwillingly, longingly, as though he were in pain. I received my baby, and the man said, “God bless you ma’am, you’ve given me my Christmas gift.”
I said nothing more than a muttered thanks. With Erik in my arms, I ran for the car. My husband was wondering why I was crying and holding Erik so tightly, and why I was saying, “My God, my God, forgive me.” I had just witnessed Christ’s love shown through the innocence of a tiny child who saw no sin, who made no judgment; a child who saw a soul, and a mother who saw a suit of clothes.
I was a Christian who was blind, holding a child who was not. I felt it was God asking –”Are you willing to share your son for a moment?”, when He shared His son for all eternity.
The ragged old man, unwittingly, had reminded me, “To enter the Kingdom of
God, we must become as little children.”
- Author Unknown
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1:58
From: Cock And Bull
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Have you ever been so hungry that you feel like you will never be full again? Have you ever been so heart broken that if feels like you will never smile again? Have you ever been so disturbed that you feel like you will never know peace again?
Maybe that was a long time ago, and you now realize that no matter how phenomenal the hunger, one gets full after eating. No matter how broken the heart can get, one gets better after giving themselves time to heal. No matter how turbulent life can become, one regains peace after dealing with the issues that rock the boat.
For the person that feels too dirty to be cleaned, we regain our dignity through forgiveness and letting go of the anger, the guilt and the shame, and by accepting God’s grace. Let us.
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1:45
From: Cock And Bull
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If God was to judge and punish everyone alive today based on our good and bad behavior, I suppose no one would be alive today. In fact many people would have died many times over on account of just a single behavior that they just cannot seem to get over. Fortunately, God is Love and He looks kindly at us while in our best and even while in our worst because that is the nature of Love. And in every unfortunate situation that we find ourselves in, He gently guides us back to the right path based on our desire to find the light.
Can God use you? Oh yes He can! Can He use you with all the things that are going on in your life right now? Again, yes He can! If I can repeat the words that a friend said to me recently, “With God, there are no qualifications needed!” Consider the following list (from a forwarded email) of people that God has used and whose account is given in the Bible.
Noah was a drunkard
Abraham was too old
Isaac was a daydreamer
Jacob was a liar
Leah was ugly
Joseph was abused
Moses had a stuttering problem
Gideon was afraid
Samson had long hair and was a womanizer
Rahab was a prostitute
Jeremiah and Timothy were too young
David had an affair and was a murderer
Elijah was suicidal
Isaiah preached naked
Jonah ran from God
Naomi was a widow
Job went bankrupt
John the Baptist ate bugs
Peter denied Christ
The Disciples fell asleep while praying
Martha worried about everything
Mary Magdalene was, well you know
The Samaritan woman was divorced, more than once
Zaccheus was too small
Paul was too religious
Timothy had an ulcer…AND
Lazarus was dead!
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