For every export that the nations demand in your skill, grace, and innovation; Kenya your worth is richer in who you are. Whereas the #KOT will have every reason to rant, my rave will remain every success story. For the civil servants committed to raising a republic, the nationalists whose hope has been buoyed by the blood and tears of our fathers, for the hustler who only knows to press on. For the tribeless youth whose sole export is Sheng, the lovers of #MIK MadeInKenya; Safari, Kanga, Leso, Chai, Mwitu na kadhalika, Kahawa.. Mpesa, iHub, you will ever be the strength of Africa's Horn.
Freedom comes certainly with the certainty of one's place, person and acceptance. No name elicits so much pleasure and pain, delight and dislike, grace and grief. Popular culture is today so averse to honoring the head. Malignancy being so commonplace as to usurp the place of our fathers. Can we look again to the foundations, those fathers whose faithfulness has made that name Dad a coup d'oeil of how fully this is a picture of Our Father God. God bless you Papa!
Can we afford Priestly pacificism? With all the degrees of violence that have failed to bring any lasting solution can we indeed make peace; know Shalom and the Prince of Peace? His red letters are so counter cultural and anti-establishment that there lies no dichotomy between the Kingdom that is of Heaven and those belonging to the world. Thy Kingdom come, Thy will be done on earth as it is in Heaven.
Never too late to appreciate the women in our life? Myself having the rare privilege of calling blessed many women that have nurtured me; in tears and toils, and turmoil. Mum, mama, Grandma, Great-grandma you are wonderful! My prayer is thanksgiving for every prayer, travail and labor. Thank you.
Rancid the smell of debilitating campaign buffoonery. How much longer will the dilapidation of the republic be subject to the continued abuse of its subjects? You consume a people for our own when worn faces and callous hands give girth to the wage bill extorted from the least of the least. Your power plays and tussles are not new, neither is the fate of every King opposed to true Majesty. Let the inauguration prepare you for a higher office in the courts of heaven and not the dungeons of despots. Pray God to fix you before He fixes things. Let not the banners of war overwhelm those banners of Love raised by the Lord of Hosts. Kenya belongs to God, His terms and conditions apply.
That One day when nations are gathered we might lived as One man. With a sure confidence, strength and resolve to honor the King who rules above all. Kenya you remain the springboard of revival in so much as you remain in heart and mind committed to God and Jesus Christ our Lord.
Pardon me? Absolve from payment, exempt from damages. Grant relief, yield to another. Excuse my offence. Let go. Release the grip, let loose the hold on sin; take up the mercies of God. Make me free!
That there is no more hope for our youth is a falsehood. That desperation is reaching astronomical heights will never surpass the love that reigns from the highest heavens. We have a choice to make; whether we will pursue or push aside the very heart of our youth.