MOTHERHOOD AT STAKE Its been four years now since I got my first baby and as He celebrates his 4 years and my second born celebrates 2 years I have been thinking lots recently about being a mother   and I am glad my kids are still young so I can adjust any ways I feel I am not doing a good job. Good job??? Well I recently read an article from someone who was saying how she has memories of her prayerful mum who would d pray for them every day, and she modeled prayer. And she was saying what that has meant for her.   Its very easy to start thinking of your mum and start analyzing what she did and how she did it, but before then pause.. ARE U A MOTHER or almost a mother? Or maybe the question is WILL YOU EVER BE MOTHER. It’s a real gift and I pray that you get it, the gift of motherhood. I keep Thinking about 30 years from today what will be my kids be saying about my influence in their lives.   It’s very scaring to think this way since I know I have a huge responsibility. Kid

 MY WORK HIGHLIGHTS . I WOULD BE WILLING TO DIE FOR THIS BUT AM EVEN WILLING TO LIVE FOR IT.    this last few months i have been involved alot in teaching and training mission interns doing debrief for outgoing mission interns and our one month students in GIP,, I LOVE TRAINING,, one day i will be a professor and will teach and train and teach .... GLOBAL ISSUES PROGRAM (GIP) In June I was co directing Global Issues Program (GIP) which had students from USA and Uganda coming together for a holistic global issues mission.   It’s intended to model how missions can be done in a holistic way and we intentionally expose the students to different global issues that affect missions and we let them be part of what is happening.   We partnered with different organizations that are working with the needy and vulnerable in rural and urban settings including slum settings; we as well expose them to other faiths and challenge them into thinking how they can be more intentional i

I was born 33 years ago, and as I grew up, I did not remember seeing a man or father at home, and I grew up knowing that my Dad worked far but he exists. I needed to know that he wasn’t dead actually, he existed. My mum always explained and spared us terminologies like Divorce, and so she always said that our Dad was working far and it wasn’t clear if we should wait for him or not. The truth was that he was actually working for, but he was never going to come. As I grew up, I understood that they had separated from my Dad, and she had moved to another town.  She kept telling us that we had a dad, and he would tell us his name  and that we should not behave like we don’t have a dad. She always said that their misunderstanding with  Dad should not affect us. ''Our stories should not affect your stories,''  she said. She also made us use our Dads name in all our documents and school work and that reduced the questions from school teachers, Sunday school a

ITS BEEN SO LONG SINCE I BLOGGED AND I HAVE TO SAY YAH ITS BEEN SOME LONG YEAR AND AM BACK I HOPE YES I AM BACK AND NOW ITS GONNA BE MORE STUFF..