Paulie Mugure Mugo“And Tychicus I have sent to Ephesus.” This little phrase catches my eye early one morning, as I read Apostle Paul’s letter to Timothy. It speaks volumes, I think. Who is this man Tychicus, and why is Paul sending him to Ephesus? My good friend...
Clear blue water, sparkling warmly in the pool, a beautiful cottage, delicious meals and wonderful company. That’s what I remember of December, 2009. My hubby and I had travelled to Mombasa, together with our kids and one other couple – good...
She has a beautiful name, one I’ve only heard once before. And warm, brown eyes. She’s somewhat reserved, perhaps even a little shy, but has a graceful sense of propriety. She has a smile that surprises you with the pretty glow it casts on her face...
When I saw him outside, I ran into our house and hid under the bed. There’s nowhere else to hide
Today is the 23rd day of the New Year, and I still haven’t got round to drumming out some serious resolutions. Perhaps it’s because I generally delay getting back to work until the kids go back to school. I gave up trying to do anything meaningful...
I’ve worn contact lenses most of my life. I was fifteen years of age when my world suddenly began to get fuzzy, and eighteen when my doctor diagnosed Keratoconus, a condition that alters the shape of the cornea and causes severe short-sight. So I...
So 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...
Jeroboam, son of Nebat. Jeroboam, son of Nebat. Tsk, tsk, tsk. This man deserves dishonorable mention in this here column, methinks. No doubt you’ve come across him several times, among the chronicles of the ancient Kings of Israel; Jeroboam son of...
David, future king of Israel, is on the run. He has hastily deposited his parents with the King of Moab, a trusted ally, and is now living in the forest of Hereth with his brothers, all of his father’s house and his men. 600 in all. There is...
Whisky drove me to my knees. The Famous Grouse to be precise, my hubby’s favourite at the time. He was always the life of the party, my husband, and I remember trying to keep up with him when we first got married, hanging out with him and his...