My Life

Caleb Maina's mum, Nicoletta sent me this text message &I would love to share it with you all. "We say, am tired, He says, I'll give you rest(Matthew 11:28-30), we say, its impossible, He says, all things are possible(Luke 18:27). We sat, I can't go on;He says my grace is sufficient for you(2 Corinthians 12:9) . We say I didn't know what to do; He says, I will direct your steps(Proverb 3:5-6). We say, I can't cope;He says, I will supply all your needs(Phil 4:19). We feel alone;he says I will never leave you nor forsake you(Heb 13:5). May your life be full of His blessings and never feel lonely. He will be with you always. This is our prayer for your family and friends. Thank you all who have been kind enough to support this family in your own way.  Nicoleta has been a blessing to me. Am amazed at her faith , strength and hope. She is patient and is waiting on God to come through for her family. Receive this blessing from her.

My beloved traveled from yesterday and with school round the corner we had no choice but for me to take baby gal yesterday for her review at the cardiologist. Well somehow Samara doesn't like the weigh scale no more and when she finally got her weight checked it showed something like 12Kgs. Our doctor was so excited to see her and how she has put on weight. He said all is well and we need to look out for now at her age is home accidents like burns, drinking what she is not meant to as at this stage they are very curious and also pulling things from above...otherwise he was happy and didnt even give us another review date  and said she can go to school. That was good news for us. So today Friday, baby gal had a jab and my beloved we missed him much as you all know by now he is the one who holds her down for such.But amazingly when we entered the nursing room, the nurse whom we have met severally at the baby wellness clinic was so amazed at baby gal's growth. In fact we stayed

We are on a countdown to baby gal joining play school and its such an exciting yet scary feeling for mummy. This morning we went with Samara to her new school and just wanted her to have a feel of the place and its amazing how she just blended in. In the few minutes we were there, she had already participated in celebrating another child's 4th birthday, drank hot chocolate and she had made a friend who will be in her class. It was comforting to see her just blend in, occasionally coming to check if mummy is still in the office but no fuss. Time to leave she went to give a big hug to her new friend who is 2years 2months. She officially joins next week Wednesday and can't wait to see her develop more. She will be in school from 8.15a.m. to 2.30p.m. Am told to pack a healthy snack and that is when mummy realises she needs other mums who have gone before her to give tips on what they pack for the little ones. Am so glad that there are also swimming classes on Friday and knowing h

My friend Nicoletta shared with me the lessons we can learn from a pencil. One day a  pencilmaker taught a pencil  five important lessons:Everything you touch will always leave a mark,the mistakes you make can always be corrected,most important is what is inside you, in life you will undergo painful sharpenings which will make you better and to be the best you must allow yourself to be held and guided by the hand that holds you. May we be willing to be like the pencil. Blessings to you all.

Moments with you, couples devotional  Going to the Chapel I will put the fear of Me in their hearts so that they will not turn away from Me. JEREMIAH 32:40 Many years ago, I was asked to marry a couple in a state where I wasn't licensed to perform weddings. No big deal—on the Friday I arrived in town, I figured I'd just go down to the county recorder's office and sign the right paperwork. But I was really tired when I arrived that particular Friday afternoon, and I talked myself into taking 15 minutes to stretch out on the bed and rest my eyes. Fifteen minutes turned into more than two hours. When I woke up it was 4:15—too late to get the license. At this point I had a choice: call my buddy to see if he knew a licensed minister who could assist me, or just let it go. Who would ever know? I was comfortable in my Plan B decision. But that night at the rehearsal, the groom asked me, "Hey, did you get down to the courthouse today and get registered?" I bli

My Monday morning plan was to write to my friends and request them to join our family in raising air fare for Caleb Maina to go to India for treatment. I guess having gone through the planning, anxiety and finally surgery made me identify with this family. Nicoleta , Caleb's mum told us that she rarely interacts with people because her son really cries due to the discomfort he feels and people unknowingly offer all kids of suggestions on what to do. They have had to take their 4year old daughter(Maryanne) to her mum so that they can just deal with the baby. At times she has to lie that he has had a jab and hence why he is crying so much even as they travel, sometimes they have to stop somewhere allow him to cry then get on with their journey. The most hurtful thing they told us was that some people have asked whether they are cursed or their parents were cursed because of their son's condition..which reminded us of the story in the bible where people suggested that a certain bl

Caleb Maina was born on October 20 th 2011  and diagnosed with Shone’s Complex with tight coactation, that is tightening of the valves in the heart. As a result Caleb cries a lot,  is unable to breastfeed well and has little weight gain.  We met Caleb and his parents on Saturday afternoon. The time we spent with them and Peter Mbogo the founder of the organisation was great. Despite the family's struggle they are born again and have hope that all shall be well with him. I held the boy in my arms and he is so peaceful though he really cries especially when he is unable to breath or due to discomfort. As a family we appeal to you to give this boy and his family hope and a chance. Contributions can be sent to Peter Gachahi 0721 843918 . Remember we give not because we have too much but we give to make a positive difference

By Vincent Mabatuk A sombre mood engulfed Kiamunyeki village in Nakuru County as another pupil committed suicide after being forced to repeat class.The 14-year-old boy ended his life by hanging himself using a sisal rope inside his parent’s two-bedroom house on Monday evening.The class six pupil at Rurii Primary school, Tony Muiya, according to his mother ended his life after he was forced to repeat by the class teacher after scoring 218 marks last year.The boy’s family said when school re-opened last week he refused to attend the classes fearing to be taken back to class six but after discussing it with his father he agreed to report to school on Thursday but never reached the school.His mother, Anne Makobe, in the company of two other boys, later traced him to a friend’s home.The three boys said they had decided to travel on foot to Nairobi where they were to transform as street boys.They told us that we were lucky because they had already left for Nairobi but returned

I read this poem from another heart mum's mail and would love to share it. Behind your Scar By Stephanie Husted Sometimes I have those. “moments”, When I think…life’s just not fair, Then I think of all you’ve been through, And I see the scar you bear. ... A faded line right down your chest, Made with such careful precision, We wanted you to have a chance, Could there be any other decision? And so I trace that “perfect” scar, Made with the utmost care, And I realize there is purpose, Behind this scar you wear. What have you taught us? You’ve taught us how to face a storm, (Some things are just out of our hands) Life has no handy guidebook, (Things don’t always go as you’ve planned) People come into our lives, (Sometimes it is just for a season) But God brings them into our lives, (And I know that He must have a reason) Normal, uneventful days, (The kind that we always hoped for) These are the days I say, “Wow God”, We just never know what lies in store.

Am not sure why these words are being impressed upon my heart 'we do not give because we have too much or are rich but we give because there is a need’. Yesterday, we received a gift from a blog friend and I was humbled because, she has her hands full but the thought of her sparing a few coins and time to buy baby girl a gift really humbled me. Again this morning, a young man walked into the shop and as we talked he shared with me a quote of a lady who helped educate a child for over 12years. It read ‘ I did not help because I was rich, I helped because there was a need’. By her country’s standards  she was poor yet she educated this child by paying fees for all those years. This morning I read  Isaiah 48:17-18 (NIV) and I will wait to be led... 17 This is what the LORD says—    your Redeemer, the Holy One of Israel: “I am the LORD your God,    who teaches you what is best for you,    who directs you in the way you should go. 18 If only

Baby gal turns 2years tomorrow 7th January. It was just the other day we discovered we were pregnant and brought her home. Now she walks around with a very confident swagger, her back straight and head held high. I truly admire her confidence. Samara sits even with adults, she loves her cucus and guka and she tells them unending stories and very seriously. I pray that her self esteem will grow with her and that she will walk around knowing she is loved and very special to us. She is also extremely energetic and rarely sits down to rest unless she is watching her sing along dvds or engaged with something on the floor. I also admire how baby gal loves to hug and kiss other children. She is very fond of Ethan her nephew who turns 1 today, just a day before her birthday. Tell you she kisses and hugs her cousin until we have to stop her. My prayer when she was born was that she would know and experience love and when I see her expressing it to other kids, I am thankful, though I wonder wh

I am married to a great guy and I love him to bits. We have been married now for 3 years 3months and am glad I have my beloved. As you know when two people get married to become one seems quite easy but when the rubber hits the road its tough and with time you learn the process of becoming one. For both our families since we were young , Christmas was a great time for the extended families to travel upcountry and visit our grandparents and see our relatives. Mostly we traveled on 24th December and spent Christmas day together and people would part ways from the 26th December. For our extended family Christmas eve was full of songs and dancing to the wee mornings of Christmas day, then on the day the men would slaughter a goat while the ladies cooked and later shared the meal together. Both our families had not had the Christmas get togethers for a  few years and had planned to meet this past Christmas 2010 . I found myself 'homesick' to some extent. My beloved's extend

Isn't it such a blessing to be alive and well this day? Am grateful to God for allowing me to see this new year. I was too tired to wait for the countdown on New Year's Eve like many others but hey we thank God for this year. I am also grateful for the holiday and break we had over Christmas. It was nice to travel and bond with family and friends.What I miss most now that we have gone back to work is the great mornings we had. We did not need to set alarm clocks to wake up and would actually switch off the mobile. Baby gal would wake up in the mornings, call out to be picked from her bed, then we would bring her to our room and we would play, sing, receive many many kisses from her. Those were my morning highlights. We had also planned to potty train her during that time and boy, did we wash many trousers..yes she would sit on the potty very hurriedly then after a while she would pee on herself . But finally yesterday  after a week or so she peed in the potty. I was one exc