Yvonne PatockIt’s in my finality that I found You When You made my ending into a beginning And turned my closed book into a new chapter You took my pieces and put them back together A little differently, but a lot better So that I could resemble you, Lord...
Wambui MwaniaI cannot imagine what it would mean for me if Christ grew weary of forgiving me, or if He attached a price to it. May we also never grow weary of forgiving others even as God makes us more and more like Jesus daily.
Paulie Mugure MugoSo earlier this week I had a mid-morning cuppa with a young lady, an American publisher, who also happens to be a writer. Had a good old chinwag about all things books, as only writers can do on a fine Tuesday morning, at Art Cafe. Sheer literary...
Njeri MucheruCHAPTER ELEVEN It was the third Saturday of the month and Ruth’s dad, James, was busy supervising the preparations for that day’s event. He was very satisfied with the plan God had revealed to him to invite his children over to his home...
Eva Njeri MumbiI’m washing dishes looking outside my kitchen window and cheerfully singing my favorite Bill Gaither’s hymns. I see a lady washing a heap of clothes that would take me about two weeks to complete if I were the one doing the laundry. On her right...
Jesca MakenaRuth impressed Boaz with her character and reputation. Boaz impressed Ruth with his good nature and kind heart. Goodness will always attract goodness!
Wangeci KiraguThis journey has been long and broken but I am finally here. Not the destination, but I’m on the right track. That counts for something. I have always wondered what being a woman meant for me. Was it being a wife and a mother? Somehow gender...
Alison KiriinyaFollowing last week’s post on the armour of God, I began to realize that every piece of God’s armour is important, and without each one, the Christian is not ready for battle. This verse from Ephesians 6 highlights the importance of every piece:...
God sees the full picture of a person’s life from the beginning to eternity. We existed before we were born into this world so the form we take in this world is temporary.
CHAPTER NINE “Hi Josy. How have you been?” Ruth was on the phone with one of her good friend, Josy. “Ruth! Hi! I was planning on calling you today but you beat me to it. I have been well. When is our lunch?” Josy responded. “Am not busy this week...