Mastering Change

Change.

It happens whether we expect it or not.  It’s how we get from one moment to the next.  Each moment we can be one of three things.  Better off.  Worse off. Or the same.

I studied  Newton’s Laws of motion in Physic class.  This strikes me as highly relevant because all the changes we are dealing with at the moment.  Newton sought to discover why things behave the way they do.  Basically, he proved the basic law governing change.

SIR ISAAC NEWTON’S LAWS OF MOTION
-A body in motion remains in motion. A body at rest remains at rest. Unless the body in acted on by an unbalanced force. (Inertia)
-The unbalanced force required to move a body is defined by:Force = Mass X acceleration (F = ma) (Momentum)
-For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction. In every interaction there is a pair of forces.A body in motion remains in motion. A body at rest remains at rest. Unless the body in acted on by an unbalanced force. (Gravity)

Change has always seemed like such a chaotic word to me.  It was something that occurred constantly and quite unpredictably.  But if I apply Newton’s laws to the idea of change then we can see the reason for change.  It begins to look much less chaotic.  More controllable.

Change is what happens when something goes from one physical state to another.  It is movement from one place to a different place.  The path from point A to point B.

Socially it is important to see that change happens because of choices made.

Someone else can make a choice that affects us but we can choose to use that change to our benefit or our detriment.  We have some power over what point B will be.

Each baby step requires decisions.  The most immediate decisions get the attention.  Each decision and each change leads to the next.

People are naturally inclined to resist change.  It is why elected leaders stay in office even if they suck.  It is why companies might fall behind in technology.  It’s one reason why many sad marriages stick it out until their children are grown.

We can’t be lazy with change.  Change happens whether you deal with it or not.  Not dealing is a choice.  We can harness the magic of change and create the change we want to see.

The change desired will depend on the amount of effort we put forth.  Depending on what we are trying to change we may need to exert some force.  Things aren’t likely to change unless we interact, apply force, and are persistent.

CHANGE.

It’s how we master life.

#ChastityCampaign

#ChastityCampaign

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As the CU chairman introduced the speaker and the topic of the day, it felt like he was reading our crimes and kindly asking the Speaker to prosecute us. As Chastity Campaign was been launched, the church changed into a courtroom. Some brethren changed into suspects, others into witnesses and others into concerned parties who were waiting patiently for each others verdict. From the eyes of fiction, here is an account of what happened:

Armed with the Book of Law, the speaker walks to the pulpit. With reference to the Holy Book he starts tabling strong and enough evidence of why you should go to hell. Nodding his head with a fake smile, the Judge who is your conscience keenly listens to the charges you are facing against Chastity and sexual purity.

The prosecutor being the speaker of the day continues to ruthlessly list all you have done. He passionately explains what you do behind closed doors, what you watch with your phone and he doesn’t forget to mention what you surf below the blankets. He pushes your ego to think of standing up to a point of objection but the evidence is so strong that you already feel guilty.

You feel like standing up and leaving the court but your partners in crime “the ones you hugged, kissed or slept with’ are present and watching. The Holy Spirit the devil who are the only ones you cannot cheat are present in this court and they nod their heads with every piece of evidence the prosecutor tables.

Matters get really weird when the prosecutor starts to invite the witnesses. One by one they walk to the witness box and take their oaths and they swear to tell nothing but the truth. “Mr. Phone please tell this court what the suspect has been using you to do?” the prosecutor in an appealing voice asks your Phone.

Mr. Phone confesses how you used him to access pornographic sites. He goes on to say how you used him to sex text. He goes on to produce a list of nudes you have sent and received via WhatsApp. He also produces any porn clip you once watched. He continues even to produce the exact dates when this happened and he says it in a real time scale “On 10th of October 2014 which was on a Wednesday at 11:28p.m the suspect with earphones used my screen to watch a porn movie”

Mrs. Laptop in next on the stands and she produces all pornographic websites you visited using her firstborn Mozilla Firefox. Matters get worse when her daughter google barometer shows your top searches are pornographic in nature e.g. how to seduce a choir sister? IDM on the other hand goes on to tell what you downloaded. UTorrent’s spares you not by exposing all the dirty movies you have downloaded from Kick ass torrents.

Both nails and thorns starts growing on your chair when the prosecutor invites your partners in crime to the stand. It becomes unbearable when and they describe how you kissed them, how you slept with them and how you touched them inappropriately despite you being a church leader.

You try to deny this allegations but the bed which is the next witness confesses how many times you and you partner shook it terribly. It exits the stands by inviting its counterparts the blankets and bedsheets who confess what they saw you doing under them. The door of your room and the curtains are not left behind and they confess how tight you closed them. The lights indicates you switched them off and walls confess what they saw and finally the clothes tell how in haste you removed them.

Your brothers and sisters in Christ who watched you go down the wrong path are giggling and smiling in this court that you are finally caught. At this moment you remember how they watched you been defeated by sexual immorality and did nothing to help. They just acted as the disciples who worshiped together but the moment Peter began to drown he was on his own.

That song that speaker of the day asks Praise and worship to lead as he comes to the end of a sermon sounds like a movie soundtrack that goes on as the jury meets in the chambers to decide your fate.

As the sound track ends and the court session resumes you are tempted to stand up and confess you are guilty before the verdict is made but shame holds you back. The whole congregation is watching and those you have always suspected you want you proven guilty. There is silence in court as your conscience clears his voice to read your verdict.

“Mr. Suspect of sexual immorality according to the Book of Law that govern our conduct as Christians you have been found guilty of sexual immorality”, His Honor Mr. Conscience pauses and clears his voice and then continues “According to 1st Corinthians 6:9-10; all wicked people like you will not inherit the kingdom of God. Mr. Suspect do not be deceived, neither the sexually immoral nor idolaters nor adulators nor male prostitutes and nor homosexual offenders will inherit the Kingdom of God” the judge continues amidst the dead silence.

In an oratorical voice the Judge continues to read your verdict… In history, Sodom and Gomorrah and the surrounding towns gave themselves up to sexual immorality and perversion. And they serve as an example of those who suffer the punishment of eternal fire. According to Jude 1:7, in a similar way so should you suffer. Mr. Suspect, your place is a fiery lake of burning sulfur according to Revelation 21:8.

“I am sentencing you to the jail for……..”, His Honor the Judge Mr. Conscience pauses as a man dressed in white robes walks into the courtroom. His face is shining and with all his glory and he walks majestically towards the Judge. His presence is felt in the court room as your tears fall when you notice who the man is. At the mention of his name in the court even all the evidence against you bows.

JUDGE: (in fear and trembling) who the hell are you? That you just walk into a court of law and interrupt the session

JESUS: (in humility) I am the one who was sent by the Father to proclaim liberty to the captives. I am Jesus who died on the cross for the sins of this man (showing the marks on his hand). I the Lamb of God who paid the cost so that this man shall not perish but have eternal life.

JUDGE: (barks out) and so what do you want?

JESUS: (pointing at you) to set this man free from all his sins. At the cross I took his place, I wore his shame and took his blame.

JUDGE: But Mr. Jesus that is against the law to suffer for another person’s sin.

JESUS: I don’t think I have come to abolish the law but I have come to fulfill them. As my apostle Paul writes to the Galatians, I redeemed you from the curse of the law by becoming a curse for you, for it is written: ‘cursed is everyone who is hung on a tree’ (clears his voice and continues) If righteousness could be gained through the law, then I died for nothing!

JUDGE: But this man is not justified to be free under the law

JESUS: Know that a man is not justified by the law, but by faith in me, because by observing the law no one will be justified. So allow this man to walk free.

JUDGE: (raising his voice) But he can’t just walk free like that, he must suffer for his sins. Allow me to subject him to guilt for some years.

JESUS: (smiling) if the Son sets you free, you will be free indeed. The thief comes only to kill and destroy but I have come so that he may have life and have it in abundance. (Walking towards you and holds you by the shoulder) My son your sins have been forgiven in all these people hearing, therefore go and sin and no more.

YOU: But why does it has to be so hard? Why do I have to struggle with sin? Where have you been all this time?

JESUS: I didn’t promise it would be easy but I did promise I would always be there. My friend you cannot give up because it’s hard, It was neither simple at the cross where I paid the cost. Remember God creates a clean heart within you by pointing to the dirt and you are the one to get the broom.

(A joyful noise and cheers follow as court session comes to an end and you are declared free from Sexual Immorality) Go therefore and sin no more!

MY VERDICT

I will not act to be holy as far as this topic is concerned. I will not claim to be perfect. I will not condemn anybody like many men of God do when they tackle this topic. I will not act as if I have never looked at a lady lustfully. I will not act as if I have never watched porn. I will not act as if my lips have never kissed. I will not even shout ‘I am a virgin’. I will not even claim not to have sent nudes or received some. I will not claim that I am pure.

However, my brothers and sisters as we are ongoing with the chastity campaign I beseech you not subject each other to a Chastity court. Nobody should be condemned but let us correct each other with love. FOCUS Kenya clearly states this is a campaign not a court.

Chastity Campaign as I noticed while writing this blog, it is all about coming out clean. It is about lowering our guards and accepting we are not perfect. It is about accepting we have sinned and fallen short of the glory of God. It is about forgetting opinions, ideas and feelings and dwelling on the truth and nothing but the truth. The truth which is a pill we all want but hard to swallow. It is high time we swallow that pill of truth, after all it will not cost our throats.

Let the truth set us free but not condemn us. Repent if you feel guilty, there is hope to be redeemed my brother and my sister. God is waiting for us to turn away from our sins and welcome us back home.

Flee from sexual immorality, all other sins a person commits are outside the body, but whoever sins sexually, sins against their own body. 1Corithinans 6:18

I choose to say NO! until I say YES I DO!

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#ChastityCampaign

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As the CU chairman introduced the speaker and the topic of the day, it felt like he was reading our crimes and kindly asking the Speaker to prosecute us. As Chastity Campaign was been launched, the church changed into a courtroom. Some brethren changed into suspects, others into witnesses and others into concerned parties who were waiting patiently for each others verdict. From the eyes of fiction, here is an account of what happened:

Armed with the Book of Law, the speaker walks to the pulpit. With reference to the Holy Book he starts tabling strong and enough evidence of why you should go to hell. Nodding his head with a fake smile, the Judge who is your conscience keenly listens to the charges you are facing against Chastity and sexual purity.

The prosecutor being the speaker of the day continues to ruthlessly list all you have done. He passionately…

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Social Diary

We sometimes blog not because we want to say something, but because we have to – there is anger or fear or joy or sorrow in us that wants to come out. For many of us blogging has become the most accessible medium for sharing with the world not only our thoughts and passions, but also personal experiences that are often troubling or embarrassing. Many a time, I have come upon blogs that are painful diaries of sorrow, misfortune, or abuse, often hidden behind smiling Gravatars or homepages painted in bright colors. And I felt compassion, as one often does, and also a quiet admiration, that people can share these things with strangers.

Blogging supersedes the personal diary in certain ways. (I, too, have been keeping a diary for more than two years now, and it’s growing thicker every month.) That blogging is essentially social does not however prevent it from creating the personal and quiet environment we need for expressing our innermost doubts and fears, like a diary does. But how much can we truly share about ourselves on our blogs before our “social awareness/unease/angst” kicks in?

But where do we draw the line? How confessional can we allow our blogs to be? Posting pictures of our holidays or discussing the suffering we go through after a painful breakup makes sense, but what about those deep fears lurking in us, those doubts, those unsocial ideas that we cannot easily express before our social audience without incurring certain risks? Do we keep those to our diary?

Maybe some stories have to be shared aloud, and others only whispered, to ourselves. Our lives are made up of stories. Some of those stories we share with our family and loved ones, some with our friends, some we share on our blogs, and others we consign to our diary, sharing them perhaps only with older versions of ourselves when our eyes, by chance or by some brave deliberation, leaf through the mothy pages, two, ten, twenty, or sixty one years later.to

Blogging is personal, that’s the beauty of it, but how personal do you allow your blog to be? Do you blog about some things and write others in a diary? Do you keep a diary at all? Or has your blog become your new “social diary”?

You Don’t need a Valentine to Celebrate Valentine day

I will be single this Valentine’s Day along with thousands of other men. And I’m okay with that.

I’m okay with it because being single on this day is not something to be ashamed or embarrassed about. In fact, I think it calls for a celebration.

While couples will celebrate their love on this day and probably post an annoying amount of photos to prove it (sorry, but it’s true), us single people should be celebrating not only our love for who we have in our lives, but our love for ourselves.

After all, Valentine’s Day is not called the day of couples, or the day of relationships. It’s called the day of love. And who wouldn’t want to celebrate that?

Instead of having high expectations of what your boyfriend or girlfriend would plan for you on this day, you get to plan a day for yourself. Instead of being incredibly happy with another person, be incredibly happy with yourself. Instead of having to spend your hard earned money on a significant other, you get to choose how you spend your money, if any at all.

Don’t get me wrong, it’s a wonderful feeling to be in love with another person but it’s also empowering as hell to be able to have the confidence and maturity to really love yourself wholeheartedly.

This Valentine’s Day is the day of celebrating you (although, everyday should be the day of celebrating you). You can sleep in and have all the covers to yourself. You can make your own breakfast the way you like it. You can plan brunch or dinner with your friends and not feel an ounce of pressure. You can even buy some real chocolate instead of those dumb chocolate roses (just kidding, they are kind of cute).

Everyone has at least one person that they can share their fears and thoughts to. Everyone has at least one person that they feel safe with. And if you don’t feel like you have anybody, you will always have yourself. And that is pretty amazing.

Many people despise Valentine’s Day. Maybe because it sometimes makes us feel like we are all alone, or like we are less cool or beautiful because of that. But we don’t have to feel this way every time we are single on February 14th. Because in reality, we aren’t alone!

Everyone has at least one person that they can share their fears and thoughts with. Everyone has at least one person that they feel safe with. And if you don’t feel like you have anybody, you will always have yourself. And that is pretty amazing. Valentine’s Day is just another day in a year. Valentine’s Day is just another day in your life. Valentine’s Day is 24 hours that you will live through: so why not live?

And live it well. Stop and look around at your surroundings. Really think about your life and how far you have come from your past struggles. Breathe in and let your lungs be filled with hope. Be happy you have the opportunity to live today. And be grateful for who you have in your life, not what you don’t have in your life. There is no difference between February 14th and February 15th except for your mentality (and the fact that on February 15th chocolate goes on sale). So, take full advantage of this day because it is a day in your life. And it could be a fantastic day if you let it. 

17 of the most famous Egyptian proverbs 

The Arab world is known for their love and excessive use of proverbs; however, when you try to translate them into English they mean something totally different. Here are 17 of the most famous Egyptian proverbs literally translated into English and what they originally mean.

1- Al Tikrar Yialem Al Humar: التكرار يعلّم الحمار

Translation: Repetition teaches the donkey.
Meaning: Practice makes perfect.

2- Al Erd Fi Ein Omo Ghazal: القرد في عين أمه غزال

Translation: The monkey is as beautiful as a gazelle in his mother’s eyes. 
Meaning: When you love someone, you will always see them perfect.

3- El Yetleseea Min El Shorba Yonfokh Fil Zabadi: للي يتلسع من الشوربة ينفخ في الزبادي

Translation: He who burns his tongue from soup will blow in yogurt. 
Meaning: If you had a bad experience once, you will be extra cautious next time.

4- Labess El Boosa Tebaa Arousa: لبس البوصة، تبقى عروسة

Translation: Dressing up a stick turns it into a doll.
Meaning: Anyone can look good with the right clothes.

 5- Ebn El Wezz Awwamm: ابن الوزّ عوّام

Translation: The son of a goose is a swimmer. 
Meaning: Like father, like son.

6- Neoul Tur Yeoolo Ehlebooh: نقول طور يقولو احلبوه

Translation: We say it’s a bull, they say milk it. 
Meaning: When you talk to someone who can’t understand you and can’t see your logic.

7- Dokhool El Hamam Meesh Zay Khoroogo: دخول الحمّام مش زي خروجه

Translation: Entering a bathroom isn’t like leaving it. 
Meaning: It’s not easy getting out of tricky situations.

8- Haga Tehraa El Dam: حاجة تحرق الدم

Translation: Something that burns the blood.
Meaning: Used to express something that is really frustrating or someone who is being very difficult.

9- Eza Kan Habeebak Assal Matakloush Kollo: اذا كان حبيبك عسل، ماتلحسوش كله

Translation: If your lover is honey, don’t lick it all.
Meaning: Don’t take advantage of someone who loves you or someone who is being nice to you.

10- Del El Kalb Omro Mayetedel: ديل الكلب عمره مايتعدل

Translation: The dog’s tail will never be straight. 
Meaning: A leopard doesn’t change its spots.

11- El Aql Zeena: العقل زينة 

Translation: The mind is decoration.
Meaning: Your mind is what makes you beautiful.

12- El Kidb Maloosh Reglein: الكذب ملوش رجلين

Translation: Lying has no legs
Meaning: The truth always comes out.

13- Yesoom Yesoom W Yeftar Ala Bassala: يصوم يصوم و يفطر على بصلة

Translation: He fasts and fasts and then feasts on an onion.
Meaning: Used to express disappointment in something that was expected to be great.

14- Temoot El Raqasa W Westaha Beylaab: تموت الراقصة ووسطها بيلعب

Translation: The dancer dies and her waist is still moving.
Meaning: Old habits never die or some people will never change

15- Mafish Halawa Min Gheir Nar: مافيش حلاوة من غير نار

Translation: There is no sweetness without fire.
Meaning: Nothing good comes easy.

16- El Bab El Yegeelak Mino El Reeh Sedo W Estareeh: الباب اليجيلك منو الريح سدو وستريح

Translation: Close the door that brings the wind and relax. 
Meaning: Block whatever is causing you stress in your life and don’t deal with it.

17- Weshak Nahs: وشك نحس

Translation: Your face is jinx.
Meaning: When someone brings bad fortune to you every time you see them. 

Gaddafi’s Last Speech!!!

In the name of Allah, the …beneficent, the merciful…

For 40 years, or was it longer, I can’t remember, I did all I could to give people houses, hospitals, schools, and when they were hungry, I gave them food. I even made Benghazi into farmland from the desert, I stood up to attacks from that cowboy Ronald Reagan, when he killed my adopted orphaned daughter, he was trying to kill me, instead he killed that poor innocent child. Then I helped my brothers and sisters from Africa with money for the African Union.

I did all I could to help people Understand the concept of real democracy, where people’s committees ran our country. But that was never enough, as some told me, even people who had 10 room homes, new suits and furniture, were never satisfied, as selfish as they were they wanted more. They told Americans and other visitors, that they needed “democracy” and “freedom” never realizing it was a cut throat system, where the biggest dog eats the rest, but they were enchanted with those words, never realizing that in America, there was no free medicine, no free hospitals, no free housing, no free education and no free food, except when people had to beg or go to long lines to get soup.

No, no matter what I did, it was never enough for some, but for others, they knew I was the son of Gamal Abdel Nasser, the only true Arab and Muslim leader we’ve had since Salah-al-Deen, when he claimed the Suez Canal for his people, as I claimed Libya, for my people, it was his footsteps I tried to follow, to keep my people free from colonial domination – from thieves who would steal from us.

Now, I am under attack by the biggest force in military history, my little African son, Obama wants to kill me, to take away the freedom of our country, to take away our free housing, our free medicine, our free education, our free food, and replace it with American style thievery, called “capitalism” ,but all of us in the Third World know what that means, it means corporations run the countries, run the world, and the people suffer.

So, there is no alternative for me, I must make my stand, and if Allah wishes, I shall die by following His path, the path that has made our country rich with farmland, with food and health, and even allowed us to help our African and Arab brothers and sisters.

I do not wish to die, but if it comes to that, to save this land, my people, all the thousands who are all my children, then so be it.

Let this testament be my voice to the world, that I stood up to crusader attacks of NATO, stood up to cruelty, stoop up to betrayal, stood up to the West and its colonialist ambitions, and that I stood with my African brothers, my true Arab and Muslim brothers, as a beacon of light.

When others were building castles, I lived in a modest house, and in a tent. I never forgot my youth in Sirte, I did not spend our national treasury foolishly, and like Salah-al-Deen, our great Muslim leader, who rescued Jerusalem for Islam, I took little for myself…

In the West, some have called me “mad”, “crazy”, but they know the truth yet continue to lie, they know that our land is independent and free, not in the colonial grip, that my vision, my path, is, and has been clear and for my people and that I will fight to my last breath to keep us free, may Allah almighty help us to remain faithful and free.

-Mu’ummar Qaddafi.
May Allah 4give and grant you with Jannatul firdaus. Ameeen

Source: http://flipthepyramid.com/index.php/…is-last-speech