Katono katono

Okuva 23:29-30
"Siribagoba mu maaso go mu mwaka ogumu; ensi ereme okuzika, so n'ensolo ey'omu nsiko ereme okweyongera ku ggwe. Katono katono ndibagoba mu maaso go, okutuusa lw'olyeyongera, n'osikira ensi. "

This is so exciting! I am quoting a luganda Bible! Banange! Happiness is killing me! I feel like a real muganda wife in a gomesi serving my mwami luwombo while kneeling down :-D (I wish!) And just like that, I have managed to completely sidetrack myself from the actual purpose of this post! Anyway, thanks to this this real cool website, people like me can easily enjoy the language. (Do check it out, sometimes some things are so much clearer in vernacular)

Okay, here's the English equivalent:
I will not drive them out from before thee in one year; lest the land become desolate, and the beast of the field multiply against thee. By little and little I will drive them out from before thee, until thou be increased, and inherit the land.

These verses came to mind after one of my impatient moments wanting so many things NOW. I think the memory trigger was my brother's Whatsapp status: "It takes a little time sometimes...". I sang this song to myself and it helped me get perspective (I can't believe this is now considered an "oldie"!)

I then remembered how I my body felt right after having our baby. I confess that at times I did despair, wondering if many things would ever be "normal" again as even sitting down was such a chore! (TMI??) I also remembered how I struggled with breastfeeding as I was having a low milk supply... I remembered these recent events in my life that are so much better now. As I think about other aspects in my life that are taking heaps longer than I like, I think of God's promises and keep trying to tell myself to take deep breaths, not panic or fret, it does take "a little time" sometimes. Katono katono. Slowly slowly. Little by little.

"It takes more than you got right now, 
Give it, give it time"- Amy Grant

The pictures I take with my eyes

You beside me in that difficult hour in the labour room,

    Seeing my most vulnerable and covering me.

You holding me when I am feeling frazzled and alone,

   Taking my hand at just the right moment.

You sitting in the chair, watching me and laughing heartily,

   Smiling and I know you enjoy me.

You choosing me over yourself,

   Caring for me even when you are unwell and justified not to

Pictures I take with my eyes

Pictures that are mine

You looking into my eyes,

   Speaking to me from your heart,

   Letting me in,

   Taking me places you have never taken any other before

Pictures I take with my eyes

Pictures that are mine

You loving me

You loving me

Pictures I take with my eyes

Pictures that are mine

Stored and locked away in my heart

While I was away...

I thought I would make my return to the blogsphere spectacular. Like maybe I would return at the beginning of the year.. or the middle of the year.. or on my birthday.. or our wedding anniversary.. or at least on a Monday. However, clearly that has not happened. On this random Thursday, I have sat down and "returned" :-D

(I had also hoped I would spruce up the blog with new backgrounds and a few more fancy pics and pages but alas!)

Anyway... I am back (or at least that is what I would like to think). You see, today is one of those good days when I have had time to shower and get through most of my daily chores and I even had time to eat all my meals! Yes, you have guessed it, the little one has slept quite a bit today. I wish I could say that this was  her "routine" but... I wish!

So while I was away, I finished grad school, got pregnant and had a cutie. I am going to be referring to her as Gugu. (I got this from one of my very deep conversations with her :-D ). I am now learning day by day this mothering thing. It's a real honour and I am amazed at how much the Lord's grace is sufficient even for this.

I feel like I  have so much to say. Deep breaths Grace. Let's take it a day at a time.

Let Bertlet be Bertlet

For a few weeks now I have been watching "The West Wing". I must confess, it had been a long time since my mind was peacefully captivated by a TV show that didn't leave me feeling stupid afterwards, like I had lost way more than my time watching it. Yes, I was starting from season 1 episode 1. Turns out the show started in the late 90's and no, I had not watched it before. Anyway, yesterday I had to give it up cause of some blasphemous stuff that I just couldn't shake off.

Back to the point of this post... There was one episode that really stayed with me. I like to write cause it helps things "simmer" properly. Anyway, if you have watched it already, bear with my brief narration. The White house administration received results polling done  which indicated that they were down 5 points compared to a previous poll. These weekly polls showed their favorability among potential voters. To this result majority of the senior staff responded questioningly, "... But we did nothing last week". They were curious how such a result was possible at a time when they were being neutral about several issues, taking safe alternatives and talking about Easter eggs.

How often I seek to be like that: NEUTRAL. I don't want to upset people. I don't want to offend. I want people to like me and so I sometimes cower from making my mind up about certain issues or voicing my opinion when I have an appropriate platform. I say nothing, smile an sometimes look down or away or even at best, I may mumble some meaningless mambojambo (mumble-jumble). I think it's odd that when they did nothing, they were still "offensive" to people. It reminded me of a portion of scripture that I do not remember often enough:

“To what can I compare this generation? They are like children sitting in the marketplaces and calling out to others:

 “‘We played the pipe for you,
    and you did not dance;
we sang a dirge,
    and you did not mourn.’

 For John came neither eating nor drinking, and they say, ‘He has a demon.’ The Son of Man came eating and drinking, and they say, ‘Here is a glutton and a drunkard, a friend of tax collectors and sinners.’ But wisdom is proved right by her deeds.” Mtt11:16-19

The episode ended with the president remembering that the reason he sought that position of leadership was so that he could speak up and influence things. He needed to be Bertlet (the president's name). Anyway, so I need to let Nuwera be Nuwera. Jesus had to be Jesus just like John the baptist had to be who God had called him to be whether or not the people "got it".