By the time you read this, I guess you know my name and perhaps that I am a Kenyan on an exchange program in Norway. This internet makes its difficult for me to predict my audience (maybe 10 years to come). I have learned that its a nice thing to be cautious. Just for records, I have not been always cautious about being cautious. I still doubt that I am.
One of the things I consider important is to share my reflections, though scarcely in witting. Some are so small, that I only hope they mean something to others. I will share some of the small thoughts I have had in the recent past, praying they will edify or that I will learn more from your thoughts. Back to my thing for caution; they are not in any premeditated order.
Deep seated in my heart is a reason for writing about small things. The reason is one but two in this one. I do not want to be a fool. But to be a fool is two things in my opinion: not to know when to learn and the inability to separate between the important and unimportant especially when you need to. These are more of journeys to be made and than destinations to be arrived at.
I recently met a passionate pan-African (and by the by, I am also one). If anything annoyed me most, it was to meet people who thought that everyone is good and that essentially all people became evil because they a poor or something forces them. I even got more angry when I remembered about the slave trade and the scramble and colonization of Africa and the new day colonial schemes hidden under sophisticated globalization. This theory most popular in the west annoyed me to the core.
But lessons have to be learned. Some facts are easily swallowed than others you know. The fact that not all white people colonized Africa is a rude one but true. That we were colonized doesn’t account for the type of greed among African leaders is too big to swallow. If we look keenly, we who condemn colonialism still dominate over other Africans. We need to carry our own burdens. Should and 18 year old British boy carry the sins of his grand parents? If I will count on none else to say no, I will count on the Christian; you who don’t carry even your own sin.
This has been a difficult lesson to learn.
Coming to a culture where tolerance is a big thing is interesting. I was shocked to notice that many did not even give a thought of the difference between acceptance and tolerance. Culture in itself has thousands of issues that are different. Some are none-issues, others are hugely important many along the gray areas. My faith shapes my worldview and consequently shapes my culture. I have come to see as important any cultural question that my faith has an opinion on. Without question I will follow my faith.
But there is tolerance that becomes intolerant. Should I accept and celebrate what I do not agree with? That will be intolerant. This is a difficult question I barely know how to express my self but I know what to do, many times.
Lastly, thinking about my occupation – ministry. I was lately amused by how much I was preoccupied with the idea of ministering to others and rarely thinking of the possibility of others ministering to me; especially these people I consider my priority. By the way, I repented of that huge amount of arrogance and pride. I was specifically amused by the fact that I think they also at times consider me a priority of sorts! Now, I grew around huge Sahiwal and Boran bulls so I know when the lock horns. Its stupid when we miss to see when the locking of horns knocks the door.
Can I be taught something by someone I meant to minister to? Probably younger in faith or in my eyes; less devout? Absolutely yes! For who teaches lessons? Is it the Lord or us? Better than just accepting the fact, we should anticipate to learn. Of course I said nothing about intentional ministry of which I am a believer and devoutly do.
I know I broke all the rules on flow, just incase you didn’t realize.
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