Borrowed times..

This has been a confusing period I must say. I skipped a wedding one moment, only to hear that my school Christian Union had a car crash where one of them died instantly in the next. That really got me thinking, is sticking to this Christian thing really worth it? For me or anyone?? Hmm..now back to my History class..

Oh man..bewign recognised in this life can be such work haha, you just have to be up to date on every minor detail, every little thing!!! Sometimes I just think about the lengths I used to go to, there's this one time that I hadn't watched this movie that everyone was making a really big deal about (I remember it very well but I am not going to name it because I already feel silly about all this) and I didn't know where to get it, so I googled the script of the movie, got the plot and whenever I was with my friends you would think I had directed the movie because I knew the movie inside out!! But it always paid off, haha, detour lesson: whatever you do, do it with all your heart. That what the Bible says. It adds that when you work, it speaks about a cleaning job, even the angels in heaven should look down and say that surely there was a cleaner who cleaned with all his heart. I am a living witness to that, even though I did it for all the wrong reasons.

That was back in high school. Then came varsity. Same spirit. I had to be somebody in everyone elses eyes. Its funny how we as humans are always intent on pleasing the people who do not matter (said in the kindest way possible) and forget the One who matters the most. Anyway, that was then. That day I came home from school only to find my mother being carried into the car. No ambulance, no nothing. She was on the verge of a very clear death. Her feet dragged behind her with one of her shoes coming off. Her gaze was set in the distance..I didn't even get in the house.

Some few days later, people start streaming in to see her, and that the worst thing because that's when the pity comes gushing in. She had lost half her size in weight, turned a few shades darker and her lips were ruddier than usual. But that momma, strong as she is still stood to shake her guests hands though she had partially lost the feeling of her left side. And the funny thing was that it was a combination of anaemia, food poisoning, nervous problems and to crown it all, she was given the wrong medicine by a doctor I am still struggling to forgive.

But the worst was yet to come. My aunt had come to visit her. Well actually, two of my aunts had already camped at home taking care of her. But this one couldn't stay. as she was about to leave, my sister reminded my mom that her bath was ready..thats when all hell broke loose. My mother went delirious her eyes wide saying intelligible things and fell asleep. I couldn't take any more of it..

I remember that day, because for the first time in well over ten years I cried my heart out. I was sure my mother was going to die, and I know it may sound girly but I wasn't ready for it yet. So I looked up and asked God that should He save my mother, I would give up everything that I had done to uphold my social life and heed His so called calling..haha, be careful what you wish for.

Seven months down the line..my mother can walk again! Not perfectly though, she still has a slight limp, but recovery is gradual. And now its my turn to keep my end of the bargain. Hard it is, but not impossible..this is my new life now. I am repaying a debt with the time I have left on this earth, but I actually feel good doing it..it has given a whole new meaning to life.

I will celebrate the life of the departed girl in my school, not because she has gone to a better place, but because she died knowing Christ and has her heaven ticket stamped. She will be missed.

So as you read this, think about it. There are far more tragic stories, but I am not trying to outdo any of them, I'm just trying to prove a point. All time is borrowed. Spend it wisely and remember you WILL account for every second of it. Be safe.

P.S.: My hero of the week title goes to my buddy Sam. The man stands up to his 'parents 3 years and 400,000 shilling later and tells them he can't keep attending his classes because he can't imagine living in a future where he dreads getting up everyday to attend a job he doesn't like and never will. The rents were extra mad but in the end the joy of every parent if the prosperity of their offspring. It takes great courage to stand up and claim the future you want when the present seems to take a turn in the opposite direction, my hat is off for you.

We all start from somewhere...

So, basic history..I am a born again Christian trying to live the life I am supposed to (there are rules you know!!). and it is hard, real hard. but there is always hope because God said so. I hate rules and pretty much so do you. So that is the pit most Christians fall into, but I made a wiser decision, I got me some Christian buddies to help keep me in check. Think its uncool, think about hell and then think again..So this is the story of my life..and my friends and everyone else I care about. Now enough of the sappy mushy stuff, this is about to get real interesting hehehe...