DARING TO SAY I LOVE YOU.
MASHUJAA DAY ought to be a solemn moment of reflecting and counting of our blessings one by one, subjecting our memories to evaluative assesment tools of historical reality that has shaped us to have the Kenyality attitude and sense of belonging.
Let's just sober up alittle bit, take a one minute of silence to I remember all who shed their blood for our country and those who are still and being planned to be botched as we stand in silence.
We are a blessed nation but we have either refused to count our blessings or simply failed our pedagogical and dialogical sharing examination.
Lets abstract the non entities, accidentals and enter into a normal fraternal reverential dialogue.
You are because I'm and I'm because you are are...this is the UBUNTU philosophy, this is the Africanness that distinguishes someone of us who find ourselves in this other part out of Africa.
No mention of names, tribe, political affiliations, external distractive tools that may be closing our eyes not to see, and translate our words and omissions in sacramental moments of confession healing and healing.
We have all fallen shortage of fulfilling our fathers of the nation dreams of being ONE SOLID FAMILY THAT CARES FOR ALL...ALL NOT FEW BUT ALL
Confession is personal and of free willed so long as you subject it to best conditions and requirement of it's reception. AS WE PRAY ITS ALSO GOOD THAT YOU GO CONFESS.
As Catholic christians, would we be called Christians or catholics, whatever faith you may confess, or Catholic christian in the way of words we are using to address "at" others in most of our social media outlets.
Let's take responsibility personally and communially to confront the reality of the way we are addressing each other, our sentiments about other tribes, being alarmists of strange ideologies.
We are all hurt in one way or another, we are agitated, scorned, undermined but lets ask ourselves the why? Question.
This forum has bright brains, why are we falling to the temptation of dark and low senses of ignorance of our own identity of brotherhood, sisterhood and Kenyanhood? We need to recuperate this as part of the celebration.
Be the best you can to a dear brother, support each other, forget your tribe for a moment and look into the eyes of your neighbour now and dare to say...I LOVE YOU.
MASHUJAA DAY ought to be a solemn moment of reflecting and counting of our blessings one by one, subjecting our memories to evaluative assesment tools of historical reality that has shaped us to have the Kenyality attitude and sense of belonging.
Let's just sober up alittle bit, take a one minute of silence to I remember all who shed their blood for our country and those who are still and being planned to be botched as we stand in silence.
We are a blessed nation but we have either refused to count our blessings or simply failed our pedagogical and dialogical sharing examination.
Lets abstract the non entities, accidentals and enter into a normal fraternal reverential dialogue.
You are because I'm and I'm because you are are...this is the UBUNTU philosophy, this is the Africanness that distinguishes someone of us who find ourselves in this other part out of Africa.
No mention of names, tribe, political affiliations, external distractive tools that may be closing our eyes not to see, and translate our words and omissions in sacramental moments of confession healing and healing.
We have all fallen shortage of fulfilling our fathers of the nation dreams of being ONE SOLID FAMILY THAT CARES FOR ALL...ALL NOT FEW BUT ALL
Confession is personal and of free willed so long as you subject it to best conditions and requirement of it's reception. AS WE PRAY ITS ALSO GOOD THAT YOU GO CONFESS.
As Catholic christians, would we be called Christians or catholics, whatever faith you may confess, or Catholic christian in the way of words we are using to address "at" others in most of our social media outlets.
Let's take responsibility personally and communially to confront the reality of the way we are addressing each other, our sentiments about other tribes, being alarmists of strange ideologies.
We are all hurt in one way or another, we are agitated, scorned, undermined but lets ask ourselves the why? Question.
This forum has bright brains, why are we falling to the temptation of dark and low senses of ignorance of our own identity of brotherhood, sisterhood and Kenyanhood? We need to recuperate this as part of the celebration.
Be the best you can to a dear brother, support each other, forget your tribe for a moment and look into the eyes of your neighbour now and dare to say...I LOVE YOU.
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