Musings of a Timid observer

Salvation is suicide   I must decrease that he may increase is the oft quoted saying by many a humble believer. I once used to say it myself. It was originally said by the man whom Jesus referred to as being the man whom no one greater has ever been born. Well he was his cousin too, so maybe it was also a bit of family love. But the sentiment spells out clearly whats salvation is about. It's the denial of self and the adoption of a new master. A  lord and a savior. To be born again as his child and live your life not according to your will, but in line with the painful cry that came out of the blood soaked face of Jesus of Nazareth in his darkest hour, "Not my will, but your be done". It's a choice to end your will. A choice to submerge your ability to decide in the warm water of obedience to another. It's to resign yourself to the wishes of your new master. It's suicide. Now it may sound crazy but this is actually what is so exciting and...

After noon delight.(Written as I waited for a client-so shut up..22 minutes byatch)   The backseat was awfully quiet. Joseph just wasn’t talking anymore, which was strange because he almost never shut up. Now he was just staring out at the road and the old buildings that seemed emphasize just how sad he felt. Bombo road would forever be etched in his mind. He felt very sick, but he wasn’t sad because he felt ill. He was sad because of what had happened just a few minutes before. His mother was rushing him home so she could get off back to work. Or at least that’s what he thought. She was in fact rushing him home but she wasn’t going to go to work; she had some other place to go that he always heard her mention before. The club. Joseph had always wanted to ask to be taken to the club, but he knew he’d never be taken there. He was lucky to get taken anywhere outside of home anyway. He’d managed to get a deal with his mother. She would come home at lunch time to eat and he’d ...

I was just thinking about some of the moments involving ASCK and I thought I'd just randomly share them...feel free to add any that come to mind My first TFC fellowship meeting back in 2003, in the old boadroom.Somehow we managed to pack over 100 people in there, but the winner was when they introduced the committee and I kid you not, about 80 people were on the committee, mbu asst Worship committee secretary(Primah)..hahaha New Provos t.When they introduced the new Provost in the service Sunday morning and he said, "Come one, all coming and be served..is it, no wait, um, konka nabiha..or something like that". Beach wave 200 7..EVERYONE was there, I mean everyone.Funny thing is, we'd had a prayer and fasting retreat the month before, we barely made 10 people..ah, the zeal of youth, the 'generation'as Zac would say Nebbi guys .When the guys who'd been on outreach to Arua or was it Nebbi came back and were "spiri" up to the other side, with ...

I am my own culture Nobody can tell me different I walk in a style all my own I sound different eveytime I'm on the phone My headphones are on all the time No time to listen to the garbage they call music No Bieber, Gaga or Minaj I  bask in a musical oasis They're clinging to a mirage When hip hop flipped the script I stayed on the same page When the fade was in My afro was all the rage Well at least in my mind I don't care what's hot n' what's not I am one of a kind I walk by the fork in the road I go straight I carve out my own path No time for looking back I cleaned my own  slate I don't pop or lock I don't binge or rock I think, I want,  I know I'm different, I'm important, I matter My job my time and everything mentioned in the latter I'm somewhere above all that Minuscule nuances of a brainless herd The often go unseen, unheard Trapped in greed How they walk around with t...

I am an unapologetic fan of music. I love how a 3.30 second slice of sonic booms can elevate you to places unknown..How the voice of another person can communicate feelings you only thought resided within yourself; how a perfect beat tells your nervous system to take a break and proceeds to have you tap your foot and jerk around like a crazy person,; how a perfect bass line just makes you feel cool just for being able to hear it..Music as they say, is the food of love..ANYWAY, I love music* for another reason, a reason I find hard to portray but i see all around me.Let me explain Take the prototypical band. Front man, lead guitar player, bass player and the drummer..keyboard and back up singers for the really big occasions where the stage is soo huge and needs to look full. Each person in the band represents a certain aspect of humanity.A persona if you will. The front man is the articulation of the group's attitude and persona. He/she is the face of the group, and is usually...

I often here peoplesay things like, "That guy is underrated", Or "That movie is highly overated"...and often I just nod along. But sometimes I wonder if there are in fact things that are truly rated properly?Or rather if there are alos things that have been referred to as underated somuch that they have in fact now become overated..But I digress.. Here is a short list of things ,in my humble opinion, that are  neither overated nor underated..People appear to agree on the exact merit of each of these..and this my friends is a not an easy list to make.My efforts are highly underated 1. The Social Network(solid movie,not great,but certainly not lousy) 2. A hot shower after a long day 3. Halle Berry's gorgeousness 4. The ability to make stranger's laugh..especially hot ones 5. Rihanna 6. The unintentional comedy of NTV news presenters 7. The horror at realiszing your fly is open... 8. Cee-Lo's song " Forget yo...

Legend has it that there are people among-st us blessed with extraordinary skills..The kind of skills that stupefy the wise,that cause women to run through the streets singing our names and throwing pieces of clothing at us, the kind of grit and panache that causes girls to weep and little children to mimic our every move(Think Michael Jackson circa 1989).These were the dragon slayers, the innovators, the champions of wars..Now a new skill set is required for these dangerous times When moments of trial come upon us without warning, and only the well prepared, the mentally equipped and those possessing the moral fiber to do the right thing,can truly step up and be heroes..Those who have taken the time to acquire the skills...what follows is a brief intro into the skills of which legend speaks,those that can stave off the most dreaded of things...the Social death!!!!! Ability to recover from a badly told joke. Scenario. Someone...