Friday, November 28, 2008

I missed BHH and I feel terrible.

So here I was all looking forward to BHH, probably the last one this year. I had been dreaming about it since the last BHH passed. So I even pimped my look...shaved so that I look younger, and got my Sunday best on! I swore I would enjoy BHH.

Last month I had finally got a "date" with some hot friend of mine and mind you we had set the date three weeks before the actual date. Now the day comes and I fall off a stool...imagine, one hour to the rendezvous. My butt was incapacitated, walking was difficult and gene I had to miss the date! Not gotten another chance ever since..and she laughed when I told her about what happened.

The leg started aching jokingly and I thought "It will be fine by evening time". So the thing led me on- behaving well for the first half of the day. And then at 1500hrs the pain...I cursed (actually I prayed). This pain was too much for me so I headed home with the thought that somebody is playing foul on me. They do not want me to hang out with cool people..and I know who it is! But greater is He that is in me than that person.

I am really sad I missed, but well, I have to wait again for next year. Anyway friends, I am glad I am a blogger and glad to know you all even without putting face on you. That is why I really feel terrible for having missed BHH. Otherwise, I am still not feeling well. I prolly need to get back home and eat and sleep and do those drugs they gave me.

God bless.

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

E-mail hysteria

Still waiting .......
I did what you told me...
I sent your last email to 10 people like you said.
I'm still waiting for that friggin' miracle to happen ...

Monday, November 24, 2008

Moving on

I had a lot of sleep yesterday, that's why I am still up at this late hour: 0023hrs to be exact. I decided I would stop being a hearing Christian and put the things I hear into action so yesterday I decided to rest. Anti, apart from the spiritual rest of resting in Christ's finished work, the body was also designed to re-energise at least for one day out of a week. So now I have no sleep, but that's okay, I won't be needing to be at work early.

Moving on, the year is coming to a close. I am no longer a school going fellow who looks forward to November and December coz those are holiday months. Rather, I am concerned about where I will be earning my bread and when I will be taking a break from the earning of bread.

This year started out badly; at the time I was with my former employer and was waiting for a deal to come in so I would get paid. Unfortunately, upto now, the deal has never come in. Then I was led on by a man promising employment. I called the man's number numerous times reminding him until he decided to start training me. That was when he asked for my number and told me he would call. Not heard from him since.

I have been at two interviews so far, all with financial firms, notwithstanding the fact that I hate numbers. On both occasions, I went with hope believing for some miracle. And then I saw the aptitude tests. Given I have not done maths since 2000, I almost cried when I saw things like quadratic equations and standard deviation. Nonetheless, that did not hinder my hope, I knew something good would come out. I have done two so far without success but at least now I know what to expect with these kinds of interviews.

I banked my c.v but so far, no call.

Gladly for me, my God supplies all my needs according to His riches in glory so my good father has been allowing me to piggy back on his goodness. Thanks to him, I am now a regular contributor to this wonderful blog world coz his office has a pc for me, provided with an internet connection. Well, I also get to do some property management and administrative work (read I am my dad's secretary).

It is November 24th. I have to attend some three weddings from this point till the close of the year. That would be easy but I am also invited for wedding meetings. Me, who has no big money to look forward to at the end of the month. I think I give a wrong impression about my wealth!! Anyway, they're all my friends and so I do sacrifice some, sometime. This Saturday was at a kasiki and man was the meat (read roast chicken, pork, spiced beef) nice, if only it wasn't so late.. The kasiki was for a friend leaving the buwuulu club this Saturday. He is going to be married! After that I have a break of one week, then the weddings resume. Meanwhile, I am still single.

Move on. That phrase has rung so much in the past week, I think I shall be wise and heed it's meaning. I have already tried relating after her but never successfully even entering one. My friend/brother said I should stop being selfish, coz I look for her in every new girl I fancy. I have been working my friends, unfortunately; yes, I have been living under law in this area. So I am letting go, of relating business till I have a beginner's mind, like the S.King mentioned. Without bias or presumption and I have no one else to trust through this time but Jesus.

Today is 24th November 2008. And then some man annoyed me...

Today's verse:Rom 5:17 for if by the offence of the one the death did reign through the one, much more those, who the abundance of the grace and of the free gift of the righteousness are receiving, in life shall reign through the one--Jesus Christ.

Prayer for the week for every blogger here.

Father, You're grace is sufficient for all of us, for every need, for every care. Help us remember that. In Jesus' name I pray, Amen.

Friday, November 21, 2008

Jesus’ Blood Is On The Mercy Seat

Jesus’ Blood Is On The Mercy Seat

Leviticus 16:14
14He shall take some of the blood of the bull and sprinkle it with his finger on the mercy seat on the east side; and before the mercy seat he shall sprinkle some of the blood with his finger seven times.

If you have watched the movie, Raiders Of The Lost Ark, you would remember that when the lid of the ark was lifted, strange-looking creatures floated out and destroyed the people around it. Interesting as it may be, this is biblically inaccurate — the ark of the Bible did not contain strange-looking creatures. What were the things inside it then?

There were three items in the ark: the golden pot of manna, Aaron’s rod and two stone tablets on which God had written the Ten Commandments. (Hebrews 9:4) These items are actually symbols of man’s rebellion. The golden pot of manna represents man’s rejection of God’s provision. The rod of Aaron represents man’s rejection of God’s leadership and the two stone tablets of God’s commandments represent man’s rejection of His standard of holiness.

But because God delights in mercy, He had these items put away in the ark and covered with the mercy seat, which had two cherubim on it. (Hebrews 9:5) And once a year, the high priest would enter the holy of holies where the ark was and sprinkle the blood of the animal sacrifice on the mercy seat. This means that God’s eyes, represented by the eyes of the cherubim, did not see the symbols of man’s rebellion. As long as the blood was there on the mercy seat, He saw only the blood and accepted the people.

Today, Jesus is our High Priest and He Himself has sprinkled His own blood on the true mercy seat in heaven — the throne of grace. (Hebrews 9:23–26) Interestingly, the number of times that the Old Testament high priest had to sprinkle the blood on the mercy seat — seven — speaks of Jesus’ perfect sacrifice. And because His sacrifice is perfect and He is perfect, we who are in Christ have perfect standing forever before God!

My friend, as you come to God today, don’t worry about falling short of His standard of holiness. He does not see your sins. (Hebrews 8:12, 10:17) He sees His Son’s blood on the mercy seat. You have perfect standing before Him forever!

(Joseph Prince devotional)

Thursday, November 20, 2008

Thursday meditation

I hope you are blessed.


Thus says the LORD:

Cursed is the man who trusts in man And makes flesh his strength,Whose heart departs from the LORD. For he shall be like a shrub in the desert,And shall not see when good comes,But shall inhabit the parched places in the wilderness,In a salt land which is not inhabited.

Blessed is the man who trusts in the LORD,And whose hope is the LORD.For he shall be like a tree planted by the waters,Which spreads out its roots by the river,And will not fear when heat comes;But its leaf will be green,And will not be anxious in the year of drought,Nor will cease from yielding fruit.

Therefore, as the Holy Spirit says:
"Today, if you will hear His voice,Do not harden your hearts as in the rebellion,In the day of trial in the wilderness,Where your fathers tested Me, tried Me,And saw My works forty years.Therefore I was angry with that generation,And said, 'They always go astray in their heart,And they have not known My ways.'So I swore in My wrath,
'They shall not enter My rest.'"

There remains therefore a rest for the people of God.For he who has entered His rest has himself also ceased from his works as God did from His.

Seeing then that we have a great High Priest who has passed through the heavens, Jesus the Son of God, let us hold fast our confession.For we do not have a High Priest who cannot sympathize with our weaknesses, but was in all points tempted as we are, yet without sin.Let us therefore come boldly to the throne of grace, that we may obtain mercy and find grace to help in time of need.

You did not choose me; I chose you and appointed you to go and bear much fruit, the kind of fruit that endures. And so the Father will give you whatever you ask of him in my name.
Peace I leave with you, My peace I give to you; not as the world gives do I give to you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.

"Therefore whoever hears these sayings of Mine, and does them, I will liken him to a wise man who built his house on the rock:and the rain descended, the floods came, and the winds blew and beat on that house; and it did not fall, for it was founded on the rock."


Nice Thursday and probably weekend.

(Texts from: Jeremiah 17:5-8;Heb 3:7-11;Heb 4:9,14-16;John 15:16;John 14:17; Matt 7:24-25.)

Monday, November 17, 2008

Of lost love

Good new week blogren. I thought I would share some great stuff by Spurgeon here


I remember telling you guys how last Saturday was one of the best ever in my life; it could have been but alas, it has brought more chemical reactions within than I had ever anticipated. Yes, it’s about a girl.

I am a victim of the “all comes rushing down” feeling; that feeling when you see an ex after a long time and her beautiful face just makes you wish things were as they were three years ago. Well, I cannot say we were relating to a point where I can say we are now “ex”s, rather it is from they complexity of having a guy and girl being best friends.

We did everything together and one of the most memorable moments was when I was about to lose her; I never dreamt that I would one day walk across the Owen Falls Dam with a beautiful girl like her, talking about random things while the sun shone and the wind blew, noticing the webs on the bridge. Never anticipated having to calm a beautiful girl down when she was crying because my phone was stolen. It was such an unforgettable experience for me. I was myself with her, she was herself with me. Till I quit Church.

Quitting Church made a way for him- the taller darker guy who would eventually win her heart. He was the man of her dreams and finally he had the space to engage her while I was away. When she let me know, I was broken and we became hostile for a short while but then we made up and resumed friendship although since campus had ended I would no longer be in constant communication with her any more.

Last Saturday I called her. She would eventually ask me to get her some delicacy she had taken a while without having, so after the soup kitchen I headed to where she was. The moment I saw her…

We did not spend more than five minutes together but it was one of the best moments of the year; I was entranced by her glow, her smile, her energy. It did not hit me then, it began slowly; the rush. At the time, I could not consider it a lot because I was with a friend, an O.G and well, we were talking. However, as the week came to a close, the intensity of the rush increased.

I dreamt of her last night and she was looking gorgeous, but then, she isn’t mine. To make it worse, friends of mine by God’s grace successfully entered a relationship after a time of ups and downs. I was so happy for them because I know they are happy. It just made me think that I could possibly have felt the same way they do with her. (Listening to Plus One’s Let me be the one right now just makes me want to weep).

I have tried to fall in love ever since but she never goes away. She remains in my heart. Ever since her I can truthfully say I have never truly been in love. What can I do? I had convinced myself I was over her but now my heart beats as if without her it can never love a woman again truly. What can I do? I thought distance would help. It was working till I saw her… Blogren, help ???

As you do, I say a prayer for all Ugandan bloggers this week.

At the start of the week, may God be your guide, may He be your guard. May He be your balm, may He be your peace. May He be your strength, may He be your breath! I pray in Jesus' name.

Eph 2:4 But God's mercy is so abundant, and his love for us is so great,

Friday, November 14, 2008

Superstar (reposted)

I am coming down with the blogcks, but here is some food for thought. (Posted earlier)

Meanwhile, this shall bless you.



don't say it is not like this;
when the copper burns into the skin,
singeing the hair into nothing
melting away the epithelium
and breaking any sign of resistance
in its way.

don't say its not like this;
when the double edge slices away the membrane,
spilling all fluid in reach-
a pool of red at your feet
as you slowly thin away.

don't say it is not like this;
when the gas grabs your throat
and consumes every bit of oxygen,
sends you sprawling to the floor
dead as a sack.

Yet everyday we die,
yes we die-
and let me tell you why and

listen to the ricin
coming out of their mouths
gaze at the anthrax
that is the nude they proclaim;

everyday a dose comes in
glazed with a bit of coca
"euphoric sense of happiness and increased energy".

so we are blind
while we die,
ignorant of what's around us;
open eyes, open ears
our lack of knowledge consumes us.

It is in the words they speak every day
Guilt free yet they speak poisons that kill us,
It is in the things that they do while we watch
shameless gyrating in the view of our eyes.

and we die when we don't know
slowly by slowly,
because there is a new world order
with the name superstar.

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

The Aging of American Presidents

Got this from an email a friend sent me. Disclaimer: Never intended as a way of getting on anyone's Obama nerves. Have a good laugh.

The Aging of Presidents
Much has been said about the aging of the President of the United States during their terms in office. Below are just a few examples (pictures on the left were taken their first year in office, pictures on the right were taken during their last year in office):
Dwight Eisenhower

Woodrow Wilson

Franklin Roosevelt

Richard Nixon

Ronald Reagan

Bill Clinton

George W. Bush

And now with state of the art computer imaging software, we can look into the future and see what our next president will look like after his term in office:

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Kakka in the Bible!!!

Ab'oluganda n'emikwano (I mean friends and lovers)...this is true.

Munange, it was the God Almighty who first issued orders about Kakka business. Read here:-

Thou shalt have a place also without the camp, whither thou shalt go forth abroad: And thou shalt have a paddle upon thy weapon; and it shall be, when thou wilt ease thyself abroad, thou shalt dig therewith, and shalt turn back and cover that which cometh from thee: Deut 23:12,13.

I laughed when a certain pastor preached about this. First of all, the Elizabethan English was something else, and the actual thing he was saying...brought me to much laughter. Yet it was very meaningful.

It was a great message actually, coz he was relating to Jesus. And how he became (what cometh from thee-sin) and was covered in the ground for three days to rise up triumphantly having put away our (what cometh from thee) forever.

So talk about Kakka, Jesus became our kakka so we might become the righteousness of God in Christ.

Much love people. Great week.

Monday, November 10, 2008

Greatest Saturday ever

I am convinced that 8th November 2008 was one of the best days to ever grace the life of yours truly, Nevender. There's no better morning than one that is peaceful and I had such a morning. My heart was at rest and so expectant to see the day through.

Of course there were certain things that made me want to live to the fullest on that day, and it was so calming the fact that my heart did not fight it this time. My plan was go to office, check my mail, then head to MUK and then to Akamwesi then back to MUK but then phone display was showing 99% Zone on a Saturday morning at 10am and I could think of so many people I could call.

I did call her, the sweet friend that never goes away; I called her, the friend that thinks I am angry at her; I called her, the one who has a way with me and I called her, the sister.

I think I made calls of a total of one hour or so and was so delighted. The one who has a way with me wanted kikomando once I told her about the Soup Kitchen (SK) and so that was added onto my itinerary for the day. That means I had to get kikomando in Wandegs and courier it to MUK Sports ground where the one who has a way with me would be.

By the time the calls ended, and having found no new mail it was around ten past 11am and that meant I was late. I should have been at MUK by now so that by midday I would be in Akamwesi. Deciding where to go first was not easy but in the end since I was dropping dime at campus for later use, I better drop it first so that budgets could be facilitated.

People, it is love when you must climb up to floor N of Mary Stuart Hall to deliver dime. That place wears me out but chin is a small thing to do for love.

From there I jetted to Akamwesi and just before I got in, met an old writer friend of mine with a group of young people who were unfamiliar to me. I suspected she was going for the Soup Kitchen (SK) and asked her what she was doing at Akamwesi. She confirmed that indeed she was going for the SK. I never made it inside Akamwesi...

Friends, this is a blessed thing. To have young people gather themselves to improve the welfare of less privileged people. And this is exactly what the SK is. Young adults who have a passion for life. My experience is posted here.

From there, I had to run the errand I told you about concerning Kikomando. I bought three of those things and continued to the sports grounds of MUK. Wabula I was tired. Naye I had to go on and do something selfless for this old flame. However on my way, I met an O.G right outside MACOS (Makerere College School) my old school.

There are friendships that are genuine and then there are those that are of convenience. I am blessed to have many genuine ones. You see, this girl and I were classmates for two years and the friendship was so simplistic. Conversation flowed like a river.

So on this Saturday, I found her waiting for her little brother who would be sitting his UACE today. I thought I would say hi and bye but then we talked and it seemed like we would not stop soon. So I asked her to push me to the field to deliver the package and she obliged.

She asked to remain on the ground as I ascended the stage of the Ignite Festival to inquire where to find the one who has a way with me was. I met some old friends but made quick to know where the lady was. Soon as saw her, I descended from the stage.

Awkward moment: where you want to hug an old flame but everyone is looking at you suspiciously (because she has a boyfriend) so you do not do it.

I was so happy to see her because she was a big part of my life while at campus and had not seen her often after that.

Happiness was killing me.

I could only manage to see her long enough to deliver the goods because I had to attend to the O.G. Also, she being in the worship team, had to go back to give God what was His. We talked for a short time, she was beaming with joy. I made to introduce her to my O.G and the moment she saw her, assumed she was my girlfriend...

If you saw these two, it would seem like I was the stranger and they were the long lost friends. Naye I was still happy.

I had to sadly say goodbye and leave with my O.G. For emphasis, WE TALKED, and the TALKED,and then SOME. We just had to be brave and leave each other. It's like there was so much to talk about.

So, I left her after promising to go see her next Saturday. From there I had to go back to BOX. The BASIC Family would be going for a lock-in, my first ever lock-in and BOX was kind of the base of preparations. The fair story of what transpired is here. It was so awesome....

My Saturday was filled with beauty. Faces of children's innocence. Long lost friends appearing. Old flames showing me love... family, etc and then Arsenal beating Man U.

I could go on and on about it, but Job 38:11.

God is good.

Friday, November 07, 2008

What if we all "Change We Can"???

I am eating a lot these days. Sorry, I do not mean pork. In my quest to be of use to God and man I have been forced to take in more than ample amounts of info-meals and at times it can boil my head.

This world's future in my unprophetic thinking is headed to more or less confusion. The schools of thought are growing at alarming levels, with everyone putting forward a motion that works. Political thinkers seemed to have died out, what with the popularity of democracy. The last attempt to create a new system was Mzee, dear President with his movement system.

Economically, things are still pretty much the same with communism taking a back seat to capitalism.

So, you must wonder what schools of thought I mean. Well, I mean religious thinkers.
I am not overstating, just go here and see.

So I was wondering with all this in the world today. What shall the effects be tomorrow? I am pondering on the effects of Obama's "Change We Can (CWC)". Do you know if everybody decided to CWC there would be turmoil? Who would have the last laugh? Muslims? Buddhists? Secularists? Evangelicals? Who? Perhaps the question may become : who will press the nuclear red button first, and start a new world over again?

Imagine how many people differ in attitudes and what would happen if we all wanted our way followed by force. We would have things like the Dark Ages, Mohammad's Conquest, exploding buses etc.

For those still debating abortion, feed here. Info meal: Debate for/against abortion.

I was really thinking that God has an interesting way of keeping things at bay. Because, imagine what would happen if everyone had the same kind of determination and will. Might this not happen a hundred times over?

My head is boiling.

I cannot wield my will over another but by patience and meekness and love, pray I can be heard and understood. A perfect society is a dream in each one's eyes. It is a reality in God's.

God bless.

Disturbing Truth?

Do you suppose that I came to bring peace to the world? No, not peace, but division. Jesus Christ (Luk 12:51)

Thursday, November 06, 2008

Dedicated to Obama and other things

Tupac Shakur died early. Too early in fact. He missed seeing one of the few things he thought would never happen; things that his present day peers seem not too bothered about. Remember his song Changes? Well I pulled out a stanza to reminisce the day when the thought of a black president was futile.

I see no changes all I see is racist faces
misplaced hate makes disgrace to races
We under I wonder what it takes to make this
one better place, let's erase the wasted
Take the evil out the people they'll be acting right
'cause both black and white is smokin' crack tonight
and only time we chill is when we kill each other
it takes skill to be real, time to heal each other
And although it seems heaven sent
We ain't ready, to see a black President, uhh
It ain't a secret don't conceal the fact
the penitentiary's packed, and it's filled with blacks
But some things will never change
try to show another way but you stayin' in the dope game
Now tell me what's a mother to do
bein' real don't appeal to the brother in you
You gotta operate the easy way
"I made a G today" But you made it in a sleazy way
sellin' crack to the kid. " I gotta get paid,"
Well hey, well that's the way it is

Bambi, things have changed.

I realise I live in an era where another golden piece of History has been written. I didn't see the black dreamer, and the white president who ended slavery in US but I have witnessed in my time, a black man become the President of the U S of A. I acknowledge leadership comes from God and so it is my turn to be responsible and pray for the leaders we have.

Onto other things, I got good news this morning. Gay marriage was defeated in California. That means there are some 180,000 same sex couples in the grey about their future. Read story here .

This is how people change mindsets- A constant bombardment of a message into people's faces. First the idea may seem absurd, silly, detestable; then slowly it becomes tolerable then acceptable. This is what many movements are using to spread their propaganda. Rock music did it, communism did it, now gays want to do it. I am glad California is revoking an earlier decision. Now only two states remain gay.

Why is it good news? Because God's righteousness is being upheld. We should stop treading on the middle lines, sitting on the fence. What is compromise? Is it not downplaying God's righteous law? Saying neither yea or nay?

Friends a word of wisdom. (Mat 5:37 MKJV) But let your word be, Yes, yes; No, no. For whatever is more than these comes from evil.

Have a great day.

Wednesday, November 05, 2008

Obama wins. plus other things.

I woke up intent on having a good day, and by God's grace I shall still have it. Anyway, my first journey to work ended halfway because I realised I had forgotten office keys, so I had to journey back home and retrieve the keys. Once home I found the t.v on and realised Obama and McCain were neck to neck, I paused for a minute but then remembered I was not coming from work but still going there. I left.

Once I reached and opened my mail, first thing I saw was " Obama becomes first black president in landslide win". Congratulations to all those who were behind this history making moment. Sorry I cannot join the celebrations for reasons well known. I hope Ugandans do not join the foray and drink themselves silly because of this. If you do remember we still have Amama issues and Temangalo.

That aside.

I happen to be inspired by a number of things; things that make me smile, things that make me want to make a change. I will share two of these.

This morning on my way to work, I happened to see two children, both girls. One was about 5, the other probably 9 or 10. These two were quite opposite in terms of height, one tall the other short. But what inspired me was they were laughing together. The younger shorter one with her "malibu" (gaps) happily gazing at the older tall one. I looked and smiled because I saw the earnest, the simplicity, the joy, the peace, the innocence in two young children.

A sight like this is so rare among people other than children, so I thank God for children and their calming effect.

The second thing happened yesterday. On my way to a rendezvous, at the roundabout near Mutaasa Kafeero building, I saw and heard a man donning a white shirt with blue graphic speaking through a loud speaker. His t-shirt had the words "Kampala City of God". Here was a man, who has dedicated his day to speaking truth and grace into people. He and many others are involved in constant prayer for the city, for this beloved country. I was touched, and challenged. These people love their country, their city. I mean love. So they give up their own pursuit and pray. This moved me.

And moving on still (this is a long one...)

Some bloggers I have met unofficially: lulu and Bazanye.

Lulu was once my headgirl...not so? I hope she remembers. About superstar Baz, way back at Crossing Borders writers program. The man was so quiet!!
Why do I mention this? I don't know, just random I guess.

Lastly, coz I must get to work, I hope this inspires someone to love today genuinely.

Love does not respect distance, or time, or machinations. Love shall shine brighter than a midday sun yet remain as calming as a midnight moon.

God bless you all.

Saturday, November 01, 2008

More on pronounce it right.

Once upon a time, there was a boy called Ntwatwa. Ntwatwa was of course a boy, and he was a boy growing up. So he admired older people, people he saw on t.v, people he saw at home; his brothers!

So one day his brother came home with a new name. His name had a spark to it and Ntwatwa liked it. So he thought he would be like his brother. So he made for himself a name! His name changed to Ntwax. Evening passed and morning came, and Ntwax saw that it was good.

So Ntwax went to school and went back and home. He found his brother had brought home a laptop. Oh! He would learn to love computers. So he went back to school and guess what! There were computers! A computer lab! And he would want to be there all the time.
Soon everyone knew he liked computers, and one day his friend called him Networx. Evening passed and morning came. And Networx saw that it was good.

And then Networx fell in love. And then he was consumed by the emotion called love and so he began to love flowers. And because he loved purple, he loved a flower called lavender and then he saw it....a name. His name changed that day.

Networx fused with lavender and Nevender emerged!

And that my friends is why it is Nevender. Not neverender.