the Quest for Peace

I was beginning to wander in wonder…

I found my self in Rwanda…

It was funny because I couldn’t locate the blunder…

Maybe absence made the heart grow fonder…

I wished! But that was just adding the cow fodder…

The cow being me…with a lot of things to ponder.

Lets fast forward  to the end of this where my conscience is clear,

With nothing to fear…

Because I met someone who said your burden I will bear…

He is stronger than a bear…

His words sweet and fulfilling like a pear…

Ironically these same words cut the soul in two like a spear,

My word! He is infinitely better than Shakespeare!

Nothing to Him comes as a scare.

So now before him I stand,

Filled with awe, I ask, will he understand?

That I went my way and with my own hand,

Broke my heart that he entrusted me to guard.

So I tried to run back and hide in the band,

In the din of strings and amplifiers of noise and sound,

Trying to run out the sand,

It didn’t work. The void did abound.

Broken, on the floor, I yearned for love.

I yearned for peace, so I bought a white dove.

But all they gave me was a cold shove.

Bitterly I cried,

And mending my own shortcomings to make me happy; I tried,

Till my strength failed and brain was fried,

Then this familiar voice came calling, ‘Fred!’

And I didn’t hide from it this time,

And now all I know is peace.

Because His word was, and still is, true.

John 16:33 – “These things I have spoken unto you, that in me ye might have peace. In the world ye shall have tribulation; but be of good cheer; I have overcome the world.”

Psalm 147:3 – “He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds.”

Phillipians 4:6 ,7 – “Be careful for nothing; but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God. And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.”

Proverbs 3:7,8 – “Be not wise in your own eyes; Fear the LORD, and depart from evil. It shall be health to  thy navel, and marrow to thy bones. “

John 4:8 – “…God is Love.”

From The Past...

HAHA. i just found this piece from my journal from 3 years ago...thought id share it with you to show you the importance of growing up and having hope. i cant believe i wrote this. you can guess what was going on here....well... here goes...:)


I sat through the entire horror movie..
as if spell bound, not to move...
my muscles itching to make a move...
my thoughts threatening to explode like a leaking stove...
my hapiness, my joy....flying away like a dove....

I couldnt understand.
why my heart would twist and bend,
wgy you would look at me and just stand,
as if the hour glass would never run out of sand,
treating my love my devotion like any other brand,
kweli mimi  nilikuwa kadhalika, like they sing in just-a-band.

You left me there with a broken smile,
though you stood next to me, you felt like you were a mile,
a-way from the heart that loved you a while,
and the life you made worthwhile.

But it was coming to an end,
i was breaking inside,
i would pray to God for an angel to send,
the message that, by you i want to abide,
but what made my heart bend,
was that you preferred another by your side,
mine heart and mind to rend,
that it became unbearable...to the point of suicide...

But something in me told me to stay,
that patience indeed would pay,
so i would wait, for the love that was my mainstay,
to realize that i love her deeper every day,
that to God i prayed...

THEN I GREW UP! :D AND MOVED ON!

Today's Lily

So…Today I decide to make my blog sully,

By going back to the days I wrote rhyming poetry,

As I stare at my guitar propped up against the Wall-y(apply Ugandan accent),

It doesn’t seem to be coming up fully,

But well I guess its worth a try.

Haha, you find this funny?

You should coz im the one that scripted Buggz Bunny.

This is actually beginning to sound like a soliloquy

But I guess its because im one happy guy,

Because Today, I smelt a flower ,that I couldn’t buy,

I didn’t think I was shy,

I just don’t know why,

My eye,

Kept in touch with the sky.

Eh this rhyming business is hard,

Anyway, back to the flower, and my heart missing too many a beat,

My mind with many thoughts like a retard,

One side saying stay, the other , ‘its time to retreat!’

The other unknown part wouldn’t quit,

Wishing it would hold on to the flower like a pleat.

Well, when all is said and done, and all space used up,

I just now hope,

This flower wont dry up,

Because she truly has class; despite her class.

I just now hope,

She wont give up,

But keep waiting till,

The day ; for her ; I can foot the bill,

But all in all, I leave it all to God’s will.

I am now on the verge of writer’s block,

I hope you enjoyed reading my blog,

Just like the way the morning likes Fog.

I know Today I did,

In thought and in deed.

Signed.

THE KIND GUY

Sometime around midnight... i can barely keep up with the spirited fight by my eyes to stay the fright... of falling asleep. Maybe it is because i am already too used to staying wide awake while i weep...i really dont know. all i know is that sometime along this week, knowing that i was weak, came along some really friendly guy with a double cabin pick up and offered to take up my weary pair of legs that i may ride in his car while he walked.

i was awed by his humility.  from my judgement he looked like one of those guys who had an escalator fitted in his high wall called society...while the rest of us looked for the ladders. he was really high up and waiting upon an inheritance. yet still took the time to come down to my level. Such humility.

well im falling asleep now but the story gets better. this man had such a remarkable warmth and the vividness of his voice rang in my mind as he spoke to me telling me some jargons of how i should learn of his driving skills and from him because his way is the simplest and easiest. Really didnt make sense to me.what really excited me though was the part where he gave me his coat and an awesome old map to his home where i could leave the car.
Because i was so tired, i decided to take the offer. so i stepped on the brakes, and then engaged D, and left.

the map took me to his beautiful palatial home... as i was waiting i got the news that this man as he was walking was attacked by some roaring lion that was wandering. and he died. Pandemonium engulfed my heart and i felt like i could die. this man because of his kindness to me has suffered the loss of his life. However in his homestead they leaped in joy at the news of the death. its like they knew something i didnt....

I am jolted from my thoughts by the falling raindrops beating against the glazing of my aluminium framed windows. refreshed by the scent of the midnight rain. Showers of Blessings. then it hits me that the pick up guy was actually Jesus. as in He picked me UP. He clothed me in His righteousness, He gave me a map,(read Bible) to his home... He died in my place... in my mind i recalled Matthew 11:28 "come unto me all ye who are weary and heavy laden and i shall give you rest" thats Why He invited me to His pick up.

then i read the last part"Take my yoke upon You, and learn of me, for i am meek and lowly of heart: and you shall find rest for your souls. for my yoke is easy and my burden is light" then it finally struck home why he was teaching me how to drive HIS car to His home.
Friends Christ has done EVERYTHING possible for you to go to heaven. all you need to do is listen to what He says and let Him guide you home. :)

Btw i later got to find out that the lion that bit the kind guy lost its teeth and was bound up to be used for burning some papers called disobediance...i didnt get that bit. and i  also got the news that his homestead rejoiced coz they knew that the lion was not to disturb them anymore....but chiefly so they knew that their master would come back eventually, and he did three days later.

yaawn! goodnight!

:)