Apparently
majority of us are suffering from a disease called T.B being brought by
smoking a cigarette called S.M, words from our priest some time last
year during mass. Kindly read on.
In Kasarani a young girl was born and it was all joy because although there had been other grandchildren before her she was the only female born. It was jubilation all round. Her parents were both working professionals doing great in their fields. She and her brothers lacked nothing. It was soon time to join school and her cousin was the one who enrolled her to school. Both her parents had been sent to work overseas. After school it was the house help to pick her up. One day while in school a boy lifted her dress up; to see what she had different from his. She cried, told her teacher about it and the boy was told never to do that again.
When she got home she went on to tell her mother about the incidence but her mother sent her away and asked the house help to take her to the shop to buy ice cream. This was just to get her off her back because she needed to finish some pending office work. She joined primary school and in no time a teenager who earned her first love letter. With the excitement she thought to tell her father about it but her father had never spent any time with her talking about life,so she shoved the idea of telling any of her parents. She instead told a friend who told her how lucky she was.The admirer, a fellow classmate, and girl went on to explore this love. They met secretly and since she had access to all, soon the two were watching pornography and practicing what they saw. She became a woman even before she had her period. When she did, become a woman, her mother wasn't there to tell her what that meant .She instead went on to her friend who advised her what to do.
The two teenagers joined high school, met on holidays and yes they had sex with every chance they got. When she went back to school ,during the usual pregnancy test, she had to be sent home because she was pregnant. At home none of her parents was there so she told their house help what befell her ; with that they agreed it was best to abort the baby. The house girl made a concoction and gave her to drink. Unfortunately something went amiss and it was pain all over.She had to be rushed to hospital but since she had bled to too much was pronounced dead few minutes after arrival.
Remember her boyfriend; his parents weren't there for him either so when he learned of her death ,traumatized and stressed,he confided in a friend.His friend advised him on how to forget his problems; yes b hang was the solution. He was feeling on top of the world and felt invincible. During the holidays on an exploding session, he took his parents car went driving while high on b hang. What followed was an accident that crippled him.
So i ask is money really everything? What will you forgo to ensure you have it always? How much is enough really? What do you value most? I once read that listen to the small stories your small child wants to tell you because to them they are big that way they will tell you the big things when they grow up.
How much longer do we want to suffer from this disease TB- Too Busy - because we continue to smoke this cigar called SM - Sina Muda (I Don't Have Time)? You decide.
Lord in heaven we need Your help. Teach us to set our priorities right and our values. Give us peace. Amen
Have a thought filled day.
In Kasarani a young girl was born and it was all joy because although there had been other grandchildren before her she was the only female born. It was jubilation all round. Her parents were both working professionals doing great in their fields. She and her brothers lacked nothing. It was soon time to join school and her cousin was the one who enrolled her to school. Both her parents had been sent to work overseas. After school it was the house help to pick her up. One day while in school a boy lifted her dress up; to see what she had different from his. She cried, told her teacher about it and the boy was told never to do that again.
When she got home she went on to tell her mother about the incidence but her mother sent her away and asked the house help to take her to the shop to buy ice cream. This was just to get her off her back because she needed to finish some pending office work. She joined primary school and in no time a teenager who earned her first love letter. With the excitement she thought to tell her father about it but her father had never spent any time with her talking about life,so she shoved the idea of telling any of her parents. She instead told a friend who told her how lucky she was.The admirer, a fellow classmate, and girl went on to explore this love. They met secretly and since she had access to all, soon the two were watching pornography and practicing what they saw. She became a woman even before she had her period. When she did, become a woman, her mother wasn't there to tell her what that meant .She instead went on to her friend who advised her what to do.
The two teenagers joined high school, met on holidays and yes they had sex with every chance they got. When she went back to school ,during the usual pregnancy test, she had to be sent home because she was pregnant. At home none of her parents was there so she told their house help what befell her ; with that they agreed it was best to abort the baby. The house girl made a concoction and gave her to drink. Unfortunately something went amiss and it was pain all over.She had to be rushed to hospital but since she had bled to too much was pronounced dead few minutes after arrival.
Remember her boyfriend; his parents weren't there for him either so when he learned of her death ,traumatized and stressed,he confided in a friend.His friend advised him on how to forget his problems; yes b hang was the solution. He was feeling on top of the world and felt invincible. During the holidays on an exploding session, he took his parents car went driving while high on b hang. What followed was an accident that crippled him.
So i ask is money really everything? What will you forgo to ensure you have it always? How much is enough really? What do you value most? I once read that listen to the small stories your small child wants to tell you because to them they are big that way they will tell you the big things when they grow up.
How much longer do we want to suffer from this disease TB- Too Busy - because we continue to smoke this cigar called SM - Sina Muda (I Don't Have Time)? You decide.
Lord in heaven we need Your help. Teach us to set our priorities right and our values. Give us peace. Amen
Have a thought filled day.
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