Thoughts and Other Things

I used to be obsessed with the idea of finishing first, whether it was an exam paper or race. I'm naturally a very competitive person. I never participated in something for long if I didn't come out in the first batch, hence I quit athletics. The older I grew, the obsession took a different shape. I still wanted to be first but I wanted to be the first who had done something, more so at a young age. All my goals had this aspect, and the older I'd grow having not achieved that goal, I'd feel defeated. According to my goals timeline, I'm supposed to be working on my Masters Degree in Theology now. I should have published at least two novels, and fully independent. None of that has happened and I'm not bothered one bit! (okay, maybe not so true with that last one, living at home sucks.) Why, you ask? Because I've learnt that life isn't a competition. It might be a race, but it's a marathon, not a sprint. And I've also come to know that you aren&#

In the short years I've lived, I've learnt one thing (okay there's more than one thing, but you get my drift): having stuff and going through stuff is no fun when you have no one to share it with. And some stuff aren't fun to have but even such is better to bear when you've got company. Be honest, it feels good to offload your worst day at work on your friend, or your mom, or husband, or whoever you're blessed with. Point is, you have someone. Been reading up on David lately, especially the time he was running for his life from Saul (1 Samuel 18 straight through till chapter 31 when Saul died, a very long time to be running). It was a very difficult time for David. Just after being in the spotlight for conquering Goliath, he realizes his "mentor" who had promoted him to a high rank in the army a chapter ago, is now burning with jealousy to the point of wanting him dead. That alone is something hard to swallow, number one fan gone serial killer, I'

My youth group and I were talking about decision making last week. One of the points we discussed was how short-sightedness leads to bad decision making. Now that I think about it, January is a perfect demonstration of this truth. The lines for loan applications at the bank are longer this month and so is a sense of panic among students who are trying to get into school. This after we thoroughly enjoyed ourselves during the festive season, braaing daily like we owned butcheries, drinking like we were born in breweries and spending that 13th cheque like a kid in a candy shop. We all didn't have the guarantee that we'd make it into the new year, but we sure hoped we would, it's just that some of us didn't plan what we'd do if we did, cause we'll, we're the 'YOLO generation'. Short-sightedness is defined as the inability to see things clearly unless they are relatively close to the eyes. (It obviously refers to an eyesight disorder but it's not

So t'is the season to start something new, anything new, it is the beginning of the year after all. Some have business plans in the works, others exploring different investment fields and some furthering their education. Whether you call it goals, plans, or resolutions, we all have things we're pursuing and working towards this year. But for some of us, it's a little bit more trickier than that. Some of us can relate with Peter and his crew pretty well when we meet them in Luke 5. When Jesus gets to them, he finds them washing their nets, which in fishermen's language is: we're done here. But in most cases the nets would be washed because they were actually used effectively, they caught fish. This wasn't the case with this group. " When he had finished speaking, he said to Simon, "Put out into deep water, and let down the nets for a catc h. " Simon answered, "Master, we've worked hard all night and haven't caught anything. But bec

My current read is one I would have never bought, fear and, well, insecurity would have never let me. That's the joy of receiving books as gifts...it's like having a lucky packet, it's content remains a surprise. You get to read different genres and authors beyond your own bookshelf as a result. For my birthday I received books that made me jump with excitement and that I dove into first chance I got. Needless to say, they were about something I'm passionate about, marriage. For Christmas, I got Beth Moore's "So Long, Insecurity." I love Beth even though I hadn't read any of her material before. I follow her on social media and have seen her on TV a few times, I love her hilarious approach to things. But I had a moment when I unwrapped this book to see the title. The very first thing I thought: why would my gift-giver think I needed this book? Do I appear as an insecure person? I quickly ran through conversations we'd had in my head, checking if