So there is this lady I find in our pharmacy, she has come to procure some OTC drugs for a Urinary Tract Infection. I was out of the facility and for some reason she waited for me, and the C.O of the facility, at that time, just to be sure that she was being offered the right medication. At first her face does not show any humor, and she seems deep in thought. I rush inside, to the counter to examine her and find out what really brought her here. She hesitates for a moment. Then I make up my mind that maybe, she can’t afford the Finemox CV 625 tablets that she had been offered by my lady colleague. To my patients relief, my colleague motions her to enter the ‘doctors room’ at the backside of the dispensing chemist, to which she immediately accepts with a nod, and moves in.

I can see my patient isn’t settled. I can tell she was not prepared to share her prob with a male doctor. I ask her to calm down and express herself. I have sat opposite to where she is sitting, but across the room, giving her just the space she needed to feel comfortable to express herself.

“How can he do this to me, how?” These are the questions she starts with and I know I am supposed to give an answer first before she can go ant deeper into what it was that was ailing her. I do the, you know, official drill of calming down your patient and extracting information from her. I conclude she has a Urinary Tract Infection (UTI). She goes on to explain she has never had such an infection. And even the Father of her only daughter never disrespected her to the level of giving her a UTI. How was she gonna cope with this? She says the pain during urination is unbearable. She also feels that she’s producing a bad odour and can’t even go out with friends. That shes worthless. Very worthless. A friend CA her during the interview and she lies that she’s at ‘CHIPSPOT’ having french fries, that she would join them later in the night.

A simple UTI diagnosis had carried burdens of its own. And there I was a born again Man of God, ready to give my ‘treatment’. I look at this lady from head to toe and Shen far from a an organised mother. She’s dressed in a T Shirt and tights, the way teens do dresses. She tried to keep afro-dyed hair, with the dye fading. It’s really unkempt. The space between her breasts is elevated as if she’s using the space to keep personal items. And sure enough thats where she gets her treatment cash from, and cries that it’s all she has. Sorry I have forgotten about the face. By the way she’s beautiful. She could be of class and we’ll, could be handled differently based on how neat she could afford to be. You know how that favouritism thing goes, and runs in our flesh. A very bad fruit of the flesh!. She’s smiling but you can tell everything is not okay. Everything she talks tears boil in her eyes and i do sympathize. Even though, you know, I have seen and treated worse conditions like, maybe herpes.

In my heart, this is the voice that i keep on hearing. TELL HER ABOUT JESUS. THAT SHE MUSTN’T CARRY HER BURDENS BY HERSELF BECAUSE JESUS, OUR LORD AND SAVIOUR WILL CARRY HER BURDENS FOR FREE AND GIVE HER REST, IF SHE IS WILLING TO ACCEPT CHRIST. How do I tell her yet she came that I treat her body condition and not her hearts condition? I have an understanding of how messed up her life is. Because the world I live in is messed up anyway. I am only enjoying a peaceful life because of Christ in me, the Hope of Glory!

If only she could receive this peace, and know better. I can see the truths of the word of God in action. That the gods of these world have blinded the mind of unbelievers that the cannot see the light of the gospel of truth. This girl thought of her life as perfect until this misharp came. She doesn’t see all others like a bother. Like being with a child outside marriage, or having a complicated relationship with her prayerful mum, or how she feeds her child, Bianca, with cash she gets from this man, she feels deserves her vagina to keep the cash flowing.

I see it. Right there. The big difference. Everyone thinks the flesh has more pleasure. That footing in, just to look good to people is the real deal. I could imagine, as she was explaining, that when she wanted to ‘suck him’ he pushed her away, and that she suspected the mans odour had changed. “You know how these things goes, it did not feel right when he insisted that since we know each other there was no need for a condom.” She went on, expecting me to understand. I gave her some medication and told her to come see me the next evening, hoping to talk to her and see her life change for good, and for the Lord. I did not forget to discourage her from her ‘ drinking to death idea’

I want her to know that the system of the world had nothing to offer whilst Jesus had everything to offer. I wanted her to do things the right way. In my heart I felt that it was my duty. That this precious life should not be lost in sin and ignorance. I remember that the Lord came to give life, and give it abundantly. I felt PERSONAL EVANGELISM was critical to every Christian. We meet people everyday. We see things. I think we should right this wrong.

Art Of Relationships I

I thank God i am growing up. I pray that i have many more years of the experiences of life so that i be strong. Now there is this ting that has been happening to me. I have realized that i treat people based on my mood at that time and my feelings.

I always laugh at my girlfriends jokes. I always laugh when she mispronounce a word. But thats always when she’s in good moods. But this she wont tolerate when she’s sad or under pressure. This is in me too and i am thinking to drop it.

This morning i came late to work. I also normally go to my place with ‘our laptop’ that we use in our cyber every evening for safety purposes. Now yesterday my gf left an invoice which she had been given to create and print. She gave me the laptop asking me to help me do the work. Now when i reached the cyber this morning, several clients including the invoice guy stood at the door, presumably demanding their work. They seemed angry.

Now the angriest of them all was Hyline, my girlfriend who had already rang me twice asking if i was almost there. Now she started ‘yelling’ how mistaken i was for not bringing the work on time and how she was embarrassed because of me. She also started instructing me around to finish everything for the clients; to format the invoice, and print a photo for another client. The way she did it showed how angry, how furious she was with me. Has someone ever instructed you on something you know? Just to show the clients it wasn’t her mistake and that i was the one at fault? I took it all in.

I have been thinking how how issues like this could make me slap someone! With the way i am normally angry (them days). I thought you know, a girlfriend is someone who will know that you are supposed to be respected, just like they love you n that they will never control you. I am always angry at this behavior but since my inner circle friends always say i am the one at fault. And so i have always learned to curl in and act good, as if i was not pissed off.

I am always hoping that it will reach a time when we will learn to respect each other, learn to talk to each other and avoiding to bruise each other. Have a better relationship. Thats why this is part one.☺


I am now working/ hustling to make ends meet. I am on this road in Mathare, nearing our clinic. I had taught myself to pray while moving for longer distances like from my house to work or work to house. Praying helps me remain in Christ and in spirit despite all I see on our roads. It was a way to avoid distractions.

Today i was praying for my marriage to stand, on Gods foundation. I was also asking the Lord to provide funds for me to pay the bride price. This is a huddle that is becoming increasingly difficult for youths like me to jump and so they tend to give up on holy marriages.

The Lord is faithful. He always answers our prayers, provided they are in accordance to Gods will. So i pass a certain man lying the roadside, seemingly tired. This old looking man had his head against the wall of the adjacent building. He was in rugged clothes that had terraces all over. The clothes had lost their original colors and had been forced to be greyish black due to the conditions they had gone through.

The disturbing thing about thing about Him was that He slept with His legs wide apart. His trousers could hardly cover his genitals. I could picture the scenario of Adam walking around naked and shameless. This guy was sound asleep with his genitals uncovered. Now, sleep was sweet to him but to the passersby, the view wasn’t so good. Something had to be done, I thought. Something had to be done.

The problem with our busy world today is that we are too busy catering for our own problems. Notwithstanding, we can only go as far as caring for our relatives. Nowadays, the far we will go is just to look with pitiful faces and wish that ‘somebody else’ will see the need to right the wrong.

I was suddenly struck with the thought of ‘you are the right person to doctor job, yes you!’ That i could go and hide his nakedness despite his mental or physical state. That i am the one who was supposed to do something lest this guy curses all road users if nothing is done. I was deep in thought until i came to a standstill beside the road. Thinking whether to go back help the man or continue with my business.

My prayers had even come to an end at the onset if this dilemma. What if this thought was the Holy Spirit telling me to do the right thing? I remembered the last born of Noah and the way He had seen His fathers nakedness, the way he was cursed and suffered the curse thereafter.

What do I do right now? What could I have done?


I have always planned ma new year resolutions but they have never been of help. I only remember that I had resolutions that aren’t accomplished, towards the end of the same year. Sometimes I pretend to have really worked on them and failed, and yet I don’t really do them. Changing a habit, for instance, is very hard. You will find that the same evil voice in your mind dares you to try one more time. You will definately postpone the resolution to the following year.
But I have just come to realise that there is nothing hard. We have full authority over our concious mind,  and can challenge it. Training yourself is an important step of this plan. You must also accept that u want the results, and be committed to see the fruits.
Happy holidays guys

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