Accepting Jesus Christ - Reflections of a Young Man™

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Accepting Jesus Christ

In the photo above is "Christ the Redeemer" statue in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. I have extracted the photo from and added a quote in it . Copyright © all rights reserved worldwide.

Have you ever felt too high naturally to an extent of developing mental clarity, conscious peace and appreciation of the riches of life? For me, I have experienced such natural highs on countless occasions since I first developed signs of self-awareness shortly after I turned 19 during my days at Starehe Institute in 2007.

Unfortunately though, and I again say unfortunately, I have been unable to sustain those natural highs. At times, the highs have fizzled out in the face of loss, failure, criticism and rejections. At other times, the highs have fizzled out for no apparent reasons. I think you have also undergone through those roller-coaster life rides, haven't you?

As for me, I am now endeavouring to make the natural highs my modus operandi. I will strive to wake up cheerfully each day of the remaining years of my life by greeting every morning with a smile, and to be so strong in mind and spirit that nothing will dent my smile, at least not longer than an hour. And how do I plan to achieve those consistent natural highs? By simply turning to Jesus Christ, the author and perfecter of my faith.

Well, I have for a long time come to believe deeply in the teachings of Jesus Christ. But never before have I been so moved to publicly proclaim that Jesus Christ is my Saviour. Now that I have done so here, I believe He will save me from the gloomy days that have since I turned 19 buffeted my life like a dead fish in a stormy sea.

I will therefore from now henceforth be turning to Jesus Christ for guidance by praying every day as well as by reading and meditating on His word. Above all, I will emulate His exemplary character of love, grace and wisdom. Like I will love all men underneath the sun, even the enemies I have made along the way and will continue to make.

Yes, I am accepting Jesus Christ into my life and will let Him live in me for the remaining years of my life. And when I will finally depart from this world that is full of fears and sorrows, I know He will welcome me warmly to that eternal home in heaven of ever-lasting peace where I shall reign supreme with Him. O, how I trust in Jesus Christ!


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If you are a fan of this lovely website of mine, you probably have already noticed that I sometimes go for more than five days without posting anything on it, like I have done in the past 13 days. Why?

Well, it's not that I run out of stories; I have enough of them to tell each day of the remaining years of my life in this grand and beautiful planet, even if I happen to clock ninety as I hope to do. I just go for several days without posting anything here simply because I run out of mojo to express myself in a fascinating voice. Or as Bill Clinton once put it, I occasionally lose my power of analysis and articulation.

I am however resolving to work on my capacity to renew my cheerfulness each passing day by writing something refreshing in this website of mine. For as the Book of Proverbs points out, he who refreshes others will himself be refreshed. And this is where you come in: I want you to hold me accountable by asking me why I am not living up to that resolution if you happen to again notice that I haven't written anything here for three consecutive days.

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Part 3: Servant Leadership

On the right side in this photo is David Munene, the encouraging '06 school captain of Starehe Boys' Centre who I shall talk about today in the story of mine below, posing with my general Moses Aran apparently after they were awarded trophies.

I promised yesterday to tell you of the other school captain who never got corrupted by power from my viewpoint during my years at Starehe Boys' Centre. Here I am and the school captain in mind, who you already know if you have read the caption of the photo above, was none other than Philosopher David Munene. He served as school captain from around August '06.

Munene was a classmate of mine in the Starehe Boys' 4F Class of '05 who was nicknamed Philosopher by some 4F classmates because of his philosophical remarks that resembled those of the legendary writer Waldo Emerson. He was first appointed a red-lion, as the three head-honchos of the Starehe prefectorial force were called, sometimes in 2005.

When Munene was announced a red-lion back then during one school assembly, the whole hall burst into a seething cauldron of cheers. That reflected the kind of wise person he was because as the Book of Proverbs points out, there is always great rejoicing when a righteous man ascends to power. I would also have chimed in the cheering by brushing my fingers across the piano had I not been jeered when I attempted it earlier on in the assembly.

Munene and I happened to have both been interviewed for a job by one Mr. Njoroge as our high school years drew to a close. He was offered the job and I wasn't. But he declined it and instead chose to report back to the Starehe Institute to continue serving as a red-lion while pursuing a Diploma in Information Technology. Me, I madly craved to have the job because I didn't want to return to the institute. But since Mr. Njoroge refused to employ me even after following up on my interview results, I had no choice but to return to Starehe to pursue a diploma course in Information Technology just like Munene.

That failure to get the job turned out to be a blessing in disguise because I would have missed the great days of learning and adventure I had at Starehe Institute. And I later learnt that Mr. Njoroge's job was low-paying and deadly-dull because it involved such menial tasks as cleaning his office. So Munene was wise to decline the job offer. A wise man, wasn't he?

As we prepared to report back to the institute in December '05, I advised Munene to emulate Gilbert Kimani: that friendly and easy-going school captain I mentioned yesterday in my previous story in this lovely website of mine. Both Munene and Gilbert bore resemblance in that they were of the same physical size at the time they served as school captains of Starehe. Actually, I think Munene was thinner in his time as school captain than Gilbert in his - something that led my general Moses Aran to backbite him by saying, "This Munene is very thin!"

Judging by his recent Facebook posts, I am happy to report that Munene has gained weight these days which I think is beneficial for his wife Miriam for obvious reasons. See?

What I appreciated most about Munene in his reign as school captain was the way he held me in high esteem. He once referred to me as a genius while addressing students in a baraza for me having set up a website for our high school stream, The Mighty 4F. And he wrote for me a wonderful peer recommendation when I unsuccessfully applied for undergraduate admission at Dartmouth College in the United States.

Unfortunately, and I say unfortunately for a reason I will explain later, Munene dropped out of Starehe Institute in late 2006 and chose to fly for a gap-year intern-ship at the Armidale School in New South Wales, Australia. So he turned out to be the only Starehe Boys' school captain who never completed his one year term during my years in the school. He was also the only student who never completed the diploma course in Information Technology in the Starehe Institute Class of '07.

Had Munene finished his one-year term as school captain of Starehe Boys', he would have been offered an opportunity to study a post-high diploma at Deerfield Academy, one of the best college-preparatory schools in the United States, from where I am sure he would have been accepted in such highly-esteemed universities as Yale, Harvard and Stanford. As to why he chose to drop out of Starehe Institute thus sacrificing an opportunity to study at Deerfield Academy is something I have been dying to understand.

I later on in 2010 inquired from him in a Facebook chat why he sacrificed an opportunity to study in the United States. He never disclosed to me the reason; he just told me that it is true he lost something by not flying to Deerfield, but he also gained something by flying to the Armidale School. That sounded wise. No wonder he was nicknamed "Philosopher".

Of late, I have been thinking that Munene dropped out of Starehe Institute probably because he didn't want to get caught up, like a mosquito in a spider's web, in the negative politics that were brewing up in the school following the demise in 2005 of Dr. Geoffrey Griffin: Starehe's founding director. What else would you expect from such a wise man as Munene?

Anyway, I was heartsick when I over-heard from some reliable sources that Munene was dropping out of Starehe Institute back in late '06. I expressed my disappointment to my friend Theophilas Kamwaro who just replied, "Good people never last."

I have always had a feeling that had Munene completed his term as Starehe Boys' school captain, he would have organized for me an opportunity that opened up in 2007 for one Starehian to study a post-high school diploma at a college-preparatory academy in Cleveland, Ohio. That's why I have said it was unfortunate for him to drop out Starehe Institute.

By the way, after his gap-year days at the Armidale School in Australia, Munene flew to Great Britain to pursue a B.Sc. degree in Business Information Systems at the University of East London. He graduated in 2011 with first class honours. And he now resides in Great Britain but sometimes he comes back to Kenya for a visit like he did recently to familiarize his English wife with his roots. I hope, just like I think Dr. Griffin is hoping as he reposes now in heaven, that Munene will one day permanently resettle back in Kenya to advance the course of his Motherland through entrepreneurship, if not political leadership. So help him God.


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