When my children were young and before they were of school age, I believed that only the teacher was supposed to teach them because they were trained to do so. Therefore, I focused on teaching them everything else except academic-related things until they started attending daycare at age three and four. Today, I know that […]
One Sunday morning, about fifty years ago, my sister said a derogatory word, and I reacted with intense anger. I felt lonely and had no shoulder to lean on, and my husband was far from home. Instead of going to church, I decided to visit my husband in Naivasha. He was a minister in the
I became a member of the Full Gospel Churches of Kenya (FGCK), Nakuru, in 1978, and for several years, I was taught the ways of the church and carried on an extensive study of the Bible. I became an ordained church elder ten years later and was charged with leading the neighborhood fellowship at Kivumbuini
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My parents and wife lived on George’s farm in Nanyuki, where there were no churches. It was a new settlement, but one elderly lady, Miriamu, was a member of Full Gospel Churches of Kenya (FGCK) before moved to the farm. She would wake up between 3 and 6 a.m., then spent the time preaching and
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I attended Thaita Primary school, which was sponsored and managed by the Anglican Church (AC). All school students had participated in Sunday school, and those who were absent were whipped on Monday by the headmaster. They were then required to go home and come back with a parent. I was never missing. Sunday school started
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I seriously took my father’s counsel that the best place to raise my children was on a farm, not in the town, Nakuru. My family lived well on the farm and flourished. When the drought-hit Kenya in the 1980s, things went wrong, and it was hard to continue life on the farm. Most families were
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My mother, Cecilia Gathegu Chege visited us in the US and stayed for some time with us, and died here from illness. She died at home. As a family, we met to discuss what the next move would be. The family agreed to bury my mother here in Atlanta and one of us would take
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My mother lived for one hundred-seven years (107 years) old and died in August 2018. She was my strength. I felt like I had lost the source of my strength, the one person who kept me going. I had observed my mother’s strength, which was more evident when my father, her only daughter, and her last
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Over the years, I learned that I was unaware of so many things since I had not witnessed them in my family or environment. Genesis chapters 1 and 2 (NIV) describe God’s creation of the universe from the first to the seventh day, and I believe that this is a message that humans should have
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Christmas Day One day I woke up early in the morning and saw that the light in our home was on. I stood by my bed and watched my parents having breakfast around the fireplace. My father noted my presence and called me to him. He told me that it was Christmas day, and we
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