Universal Truths

I woke up extremely happy today because when God manifests in your life, everyday is a blessing pon blessing pon blessing, and when you let Him take control, well, mehn oh mehn. 

It’s just that with the knowledge and understanding I have now of my Father, there’s so many Uiversal Truths that I challenge. 

1. First things first, there’s NO limits with Him. We come begging Him to help, and well, when you don’t get what you asked for, you become childish about it, throw a tiff, sulk, throw Him out, and somehow, when the problem solves itself, you even forget to thank Him. Why do we limit Him in what He can and can’t do in our lives, with the good, and the bad? Why put Him in a special place in our lives where we can call out to Him only when we need him? I was with a friend yesterday talking about our experience with God and we just couldn’t stop smiling. The power to change and make us great and the love, oh the love He has for us is beyond your imagination. The parable of the Prodigal Son shows us what happens when we leave Him out and when we come back to Him. 

2. Our righteousness? Lol. Aren’t we a righteous bunch? For a long time I thought being good was all I needed to get into the Kingdom. In truth, the assumption was I had a standard of good-ness. Bruh! The standard of good-ness is Jesus. Can we be as good as Jesus was? I don’t think it is impossible but I know it’s very difficult. Someone slaps you on the right cheek and you put the left? In this day and age, that would be considered madness. But it’s a truth we’ve accepted. We have our set standard of good-ness, and when someone crosses it, oh, we shall be bad ass! The righteousness of Christ is what we should seek, and then we can have access to the Kingdom.

3. Love is the answer. This is a Godly misunderstood universal truth. Love is what makes us change, grow, accept, understand. What would the world be without love? It’s just that when we talk about love, we look at it the earthly way, the human way. There’s is the LOVE. God’s love is unconditional and relentless. He accepts us for who we are, for He made us. Humans on the other hand love accordingly. We love conditionally. We talk about being hard, strong, different, amazing lovers, and honestly, these are just a drop of water in a sea compared to what God’s love for us is. It’s in understanding and knowing this love that you become a conduit of this love. It’s in accepting this love that we can start to live freely. We humans just limit love. We have conditions on how and when we can and should be loved. It’s laughable.

4. Being saved is accepting Christ. It’s is a simple as that. Ati Catholic saved, Muslim saved, Anglican saved, Saved saved….Bruh, its all about Jesus. Yes, I am advocating for Christ to work in your lives. When I use my human goggles, I see imperfection, I see flaws, but in Christ, I walk on water. 

These universal truths and ways of life have blinded us from the righteousness of Christ and the power of living in Him and having Him work in your life, everyday. 

I don’t do this exercise because well, uhm, well, uhm, hahahahaha, but I do want you to try it. Get yourself a nice fancy book. At the front of the book, write down your worries each day, and at the back, write down the good things happening in your life. Be as honest. Could be a free meal, a movie ticket, free fuel (thanks Ma) or a friend calling. Do the same, write down the bad things. Your boss made you angry. You lost money. You were angry about traffic. Do this for a week. At the end of the week, compare notes. See if your worries matter then, and see the beauty of the good things in your life. Continue to do this for a month. Eventually, what worries you today, won’t even matter a week from now. If it’s a really big thing, well; Take. It. To. The. Lord. In. Prayer.

Everyday with God in my life means no worries for me, and I know for a fact that I am a worrier – human/universal truth but in God, what are these little things. There’s comfort and love in Him. When you discard these human truths and focus on God, well, that is one amazing experience. This daily journey is amazing, and I get to learn new cool stuff. And I get to see change, and growth.

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July Musings ’17

  1. Praise God. Amen

    Oh yeah, blood, brother, bro, dude, mehn oh mehn, guyi gwe, haza mwana, I decided to put God first this year, in everything. Little did I know it would take me on an eight month journey that I can surmise in one word, God.

  2. Allow the idiot in you to prosper.

    What is self actualization? What is self? What is actualization? One of my favourite aphorisms is the statement, “the absence of presence, and the presence of absence” which was one of my fave arguments back in design school. Looking back, in this journey called life, there’s nothing like self actualization I believe. To be actualized means to come to a complete end, which ideally in this case would be non existence. I rather prefer to be self aware, which I believe you achieve in this journey called life – everyday. Let the inner you, and the outer you meet for a cup of coffee or tea, and talk it out, and see what’s going on, and see if you are on the same page or are in different phases of life, maybe then you can start to see life in a different glow.

  3. Ambition

    I think I’ve written about this before. One of my favourite songs I believe. What is your ambition? Like Kanye asked, is it money? is it cars? or is it hoes? Ambition is priceless, it is in your veins. You put your mind to it, anything, then you can achieve it.

  4.  Fear

    What are we really afraid of? I love hearing 20 year olds talk about their dreams, but fear what it means to achieve them, fear the failure that comes with their dreams! If it is a dream, come on, what’s the worst that could go wrong? We are afraid to start, and worry about failure of losing even before it’s began. Cast your fears away, what’s there to lose? Are you afraid to restart? Restarting means that’s there’s progress, there’s movement! Cast your fear away, and dream!

  5. Vision

    The ability to see further. Do you have that?

  6. June

    It was an ok month!

  7. July

    One of those months that tested my faith, and I am glad I stuck to the principle. Sometimes life comes at you really fast, you don’t even have time to press the brakes. Most times when we are down, feeling defeated and really not into this thing called living, just remember the good. We are sometimes most adamant about getting what we want that when we stumble and fall, we either quit, give up and walk away! BUT, why would you give up on your dream? Take it is an opportunity to work harder, better, smarter, wiser, and be patient with yourself. For crying out loud, it took you 12 months to become a year older! Come on.

  8. August

    Is finally here. Mehn oh mehn…it’s that time of the year that gets me excited, puts me in overdrive, and well, I am excited about this. God before everything. I desire it, I shall get it, work for it, look for it, and never give up on it.

Happy new month idiots.

Spread love, cheers, and smile.

Forgiving

If I had a bullet for everyone that hurt me then well, there would be many ghosts haunting me.

The hardest thing to do is to forgive. And I am pretty sure it’s not the actual forgiving that’s hard, it’s letting go of the reason as to why you shouldn’t forgive them in the first place that is the hardest. I’ve been on this three months spiritual trek and it’s been amazing, difficult and amazing. And prior to this last week’s preaching, a name kept on popping/playing at the back of my mind. It just wouldn’t stop nagging me whenever I had a moment to myself.

For the whole week prior to Sunday, I kept on wondering why the name was on mind.

So, on Sunday, after preaching, one of the key points was to forgive as a form of love. The truth is that God is Love, and so if He can love us, and forgive us, and we are created in His image, then why shouldn’t we forgive as well. And when we forgive, make sure that we have forgiven.

Among the few things that have transformed in my life since this journey began is to let go, and Let God. There was pain I was holding on to, a pain that kept on strangling the spirit, a pain that had a soul tie, a pain that I had unconsciously held onto. So when that name popped up, surprise surprise. I blamed this person for causing this pain…we humans can be feeble sometimes, share the blame or just throw it on someone, and this pain always brought about an anger that I didn’t like at all.

Back to Sunday…

So our assignment was simple, forgive that person you believed has caused you pain. And honestly forgive them. Don’t do it for them, do it for yourself. Do it for your soul. And also love or share a form of love with three random people. And thus, after church was done, I sat down, meditated for a little bit and then wrote an email, apologizing first and asking for forgiveness and forgiving as well.

No, it doesn’t just randomly go away but I know I was at peace. I had forgiven, and there was no backsies. And I felt lighter, happier. I sometimes sit and muse at how sometimes the hardest things to do give the greatest rewards. And so, I choose to forgive. And love. Never the easiest things to do but I believe they are the most rewarding.

Anywho, my acts of love;

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P.3A Musings – First Day of School

Back in the day, 1996 to be exact, I transitioned from a day primary school to a boarding primary school. It was all sorts of exciting my first day. It was Wednesday and I checked into P.3A at around 3:00pm that afternoon. Ms Nabwire my class teacher welcomed me with open arms. I look different from most of my classmates. My eyes had life yet theirs looked like the lunch they had just an hour ago was there no more.

Boarding school had been a big dream of mine. I had spent the whole of my first term of P.3 in Kitante Primary school convincing my parents that boarding school would be the best thing that happened to me. I doubt they actually knew the reasons why I wanted to go to boarding school so bad. I’d spent the holiday with my friend James, and from how he described boarding school, it sounded a lot like Jesus’ second coming – paradise.

James had told me that he was given pocket money and was allowed to carry grab, and he had proof to show. He had returned home that holiday with 800/- shillings of the 1,000/- shillings he was given at the beginning of the term. While standing at the neighbourhood canteen with James narrating what boarding school was like, while buying ball gum for 50/- shillings, I knew I had to join too. He then told me how he still had some of the g.nuts, small daddies, biscuits and quencher left over from the previous term at home. I was even more sold. Boarding school was a must. He also told me that there was a visiting day where parents brought all sorts of food when they came to see you and you could eat all you want. What? This was the nail, the hammer at that point was useless.

And here I was now, looking at a bunch of starved kids, looking back at me like their next prey. It was then that I realized that I had made a very very huge mistake. To top all that, my parents left for home without leaving me any pocket money. Nor did they leave me with g.nuts, small daddies, biscuits or even quencher. Remembering, James had told me that they carried lear, or was it layer, maybe leah? Oh well, there was no leah in this school. Layer was clothes you carried from home that was not uniform and was worn when you were done with the main school stuff. Well, St. Savio had a bunch of red clothes I had to put on when all the school stuff was done.

Was the dream James sold me different from what my reality was? Where was James? I thought there was only one boarding primary school? Did he go to a different one? At that moment, standing in front of Ms Nabwire, I was not going to school, I was walking into jail. It was then that I realized I had made the biggest mistake of my life, thinking like an adult. Was this really boarding school?

29

I have had a lot to write about recently but where my mind has been, even I could not dig it out. But today, I must write because today begins a transition, significantly more important, or less, because I was born 29 years ago (some still say I am 24! Thanks Kylie). As I begin this rather exciting journey, I honestly look back at some significant things that have happened in my life. Also, I feel old albeit still feeling young. Life is but a paradox! 

1. I’d like to thank my parents. Honestly, I sometimes think they look at me and wonder, is this what we made? I don’t think I have disappointed them yet, or have I? Nonetheless, I am here because of them and now that I am old, and know how babies are made, eeeewwwww mum and dad.

2. Being a first born is dope. Till you get competition, and some more, and then you just stop being relevant when the fifth comes along. Yes, I am talking about my siblings who took my limelight year after year. Those idiots surprisingly are good company till they take some of the love that was originally yours.

3. I was born on Easter Sunday these many years ago. And 3 is my fave number. Sometimes I feel like Jesus, because of my birthday. Well, my point is that 3 is my fave number.

4. I once escaped from home – Makerere, when I was 4 to go for my cousin’s birthday in Kamwokya. My mum claims, I am not too sure or even remember doing this but hey, my big head got beaten because of that. 

5. My neigbour once gave me a toy car for my birthday and after we cut the cake, this dude took back his toy car. Apparently the father hadn’t given him permission to. I know, it’s been this long but hey, I can forgive but not forget. Got circumcised too! Lol.

6. I had my first crush.

7. I once got drunk and passed out in a banana plantation at a baptism party somewhere in Nabbingo. The coke tasted different. My uncle gave me some of his punch and I was KOed before I knew it. Luckily, I woke up in time for the cake cutting. I love cake too.

8. I joined boarding school.

9. Mehn, I was still in boarding school and it sucked but hey, I had made the decision all because my cousin was given pocket money.

10. I was in a heist. Bun robbers to be precise. Our buns has been locked up by the class teacher because we were noise makers. So, I decided to take the initiative and break into the cupboard. That’s how I met my best friend, then. 

11. Boarding school had refused to end, but I was just a year away from P.7, I had to hung in there. The system had broken me. And then my class teacher comes to tell us that we shall never stop learning. This hurt, seeing as I was tired of school. Little did I know that I would understand this when I was finally done with school.

12. Finally! Done with boarding school, candidate of the millennium. And then my arch rival was born. The last of five, first of they took all the love from us! My baby brother. 

13. I thought I grew up a little here. Oh the famed secondary school level! And my passion for writing was thus ignited. I started to write in a journal. I should look up some of these journals and see where my mind was!

14. Secondary school was easy. And my innate passion for Architecture was triggered. I was rather fascinated by buildings.

15. I read my first Novel. Not sure what the title was, but it was a Sydney Sheldon book. Thought him to be a lady seeing as most of his protagonists were ladies.

16. Of crushes and love letters. Hello, CLAK! I also learnt to drive. I once stole my father’s car just to drive around the nieghbourhood before I was caught and told to write an apology letter and within it reasons as to why I stole the car! Aha!

17. Almost there. I can finally see the light. Almost done with tertiary education. Honestly, my high school was not as impressive as some people say theirs were! I was a laid back chilled guy trying to live another day. 

18. Uhm. Grown up woot woot. Honestly, it was the first time I realized that I was grown up and I could get jailed. I also went to cooking school because I had the driving thing locked down 😎! 

19. Hello campus and all the bad decisions! Very frightening bad decisions. First successful surgery! First relationship. I remember telling her we were going to get married! 

20. First break up! Who knew relationships were not as rosy as what I watched in the Notebook! 

21. Maybe Architecture is not as easy as I thought it was. 

22. Who am I and why am I here! The famed introspective question hits me. What is life? And the sickness kicks in! Depression also kicks in. There was a lot of anger in me that never seemed to have an outlet! 

23. Hummmm? Life happened. 

24. Isn’t love a beautiful thing. MMMKR!

25. The typical midlife crisis! For Ugandans that is. Isn’t adulting a trap. Got my first job as a client service personnel in an advertising firm. I was tired of Architecture and need a mental break. 

26. Maybe Architecture is not that bad at all. I also started and owned a restaurant, and also failed. 2014 was a year of many things. I also registered my first company!

27. I honestly felt I had been through a lot. Three jobs in three years and a failed restaurant, and a project that took me deep deep into the village was also the reason I needed to officially start my own company.

28. Last year was amazing. C.E.O things aside, I just realized that time is something we barely grasp, and I needed to get myself in order. I also met some really amazing people. I won’t mention them, but they know themselves. They have made my rather mundane life a little thrilling. They’ve got my back even when I fall off the chair. They’ve propped me up and reminded me that I am special. But what can I say, Lulu and Lula have really been awesome. Eve, Mark, and Justin. Robert and Marvin are the other musketeers. There’s one who went but she won’t be forgotten, Julie – we got your back! 

29. I don’t think I’ve said much, but I am just grateful for the gift of life, for the gift of family, for the gift of friends, for the gift of tomorrow, for the gift of work. The older I grow, the more I realize that the things I held most significant might not matter tomorrow but as long as I stay true to myself, and believe in doing the right thing, and giving my most, I shall be happy. As I start this new year, I don’t believe there can be a new me, but rather a refined me, from the lessons I have learnt these past few years. Like my maths teacher said when I was 10 or 11, we never stop learning. And he should have added something, we never stop growing. Spread love, peace and a little laughter here and there.

Happy birthday Conrad.

Darkness; The Night

I once was afraid of the night
With it came crawling monsters
Monsters my mind made up
And up my mind they crawled
Tickling me with fear
Until I shut my eyes wishing them away

I once was afraid of the night
With it came nothingness
Nothingness that twirled my mind
And it twirled me with nothingness
Twisting me with fear
Until I shut my eyes wishing my mind blank

I am afraid of the night
With it comes the abyss
An abyss that stifles my mind
And it stifles me within an abyss
An emptiness unfulfilled
Until I shut my eyes wishing my mind alight
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I stood by the gate that night, puffing away at the cigarette wondering how I had come to this. I thought I had quit the habit! Why was I puffing well knowing I’d be coughing the rest of the morning away? I stared at the clear deep blue sky, stars shining, musing, whose brightness I was just seeing. Stars that had faded light years away, no longer existing but whose light I was just only seeing. In me invoked a sadness, a sadness that arose from how incapable I was, how minute we were. And I continued to stare into the abyss of the deep blue sky counting the stars, the physics behind the light, the metaphysics of human life and I puffed again, well knowing I was just as insignificant but believing mine was a role I had to play in this destiny we call life.