Tag: National psyche


  • “Faith is taking the first step even when you don’t
    see the whole staircase.”
    ~Martin Luther King, Jr

    Have you watched or read the news lately?

    Have you checked your pulse rate afterwards?

    A good portion of news items can make you fearful, angry,
    stressed and uncertain.

    From the gang-rape of a schoolgirl, cases of
    student deaths in schools, substance abuse, chaos
    in our transport sector, insecurity and crime to the
    recent terrorist attacks in Nairobi and Mombasa.

    That’s not all.

    Most of us are facing disturbing news
    at a personal level, either first-hand or from family
    and friends, including job loss, relationship
    breakdown and illness.

    Trying to make it through
    the day, while handling our national and personal
    news can be overwhelming and depressing.

    The result is that our self-talk, the conversations we
    turn over in our head when we are alone, becomes
    negative.

    As misery loves company, we end up
    voicing our anxiety to others and generally
    increasing the negativity quotient in our immediate
    environment.

    But what to do, you say.

    Life is what it is, and if it is bad, it is bad.

    The truth is that life is 10 per cent what happens to
    you and 90 per cent how you respond to it.

    I’ve been thinking about that lately, what with security
    alerts on possible terrorist activities we have been
    receiving and forwarding to each other.

    Avoid crowded places, most of the alerts warn.

    And so i have.

    Problem is, those alerts have come in the way of
    my life.

    I have kept away from the supermarkets
    until my pantry is at dangerous empty levels.

    I have kept away from entertainment places and
    gathering with friends.

    I have even contemplated
    keeping away from church.

    I have looked over my
    shoulder at everyone, wondering if they perhaps
    have a grenade or wish me any form of evil.

    And you know what, this is not the life I was born to live
    or the one I signed up for.

    It is not the life any
    Kenyan should be living, yet it is what is happening
    to us.

    We know the government has a duty and obligation
    to protect its citizens, even though we fear that
    they may be too busy playing politics that they lack
    the focus and resources to do so.

    And yet we must not stop doing our part, insisting
    daily that the government and its security forces
    be accountable and do more on this issue, looking
    out for our neighbours and giving up criminal
    elements in our midst.

    None of the above makes us any safer.

    If anything,it seems pitifully small against the magnitude of
    what we face.

    That’s where the 90 per cent of how
    we choose to respond comes in.

    Consider this: most of us were chilled to the bone
    and justifiably outraged following reports of an
    attack on the Joy in Jesus
    Church in Likoni,Mombasa.

    The story of baby Satrine Osinya,
    who lost his mother in the attack, gripped the
    nation and galvanised churches and individuals
    across the country to pray for him.

    One of the dailies even had a prayer on its front page.

    With their usual philanthropy, Kenyans began to send
    donations.

    That was faith in action.

    This past week, baby Osinya underwent brain
    surgery to remove the bullet in his head and we
    heaved a sigh of collective relief.

    The doctors had
    performed a delicate surgery and it was successful.

    A little bit of faith and just one piece of good news,
    amidst all the bad, made the difference.

    It was on that day that I made a choice to bid fear
    farewell.

    To respond to the painful circumstances
    and harsh realities in this country with faith
    instead.

    To be vigilant, yes, but not to allow those
    whose desire is to perpetrate terror win.

    We need to return to our way of life, to Church and
    the supermarkets.

    We need to keep doing what we do to build the
    nation in our little way.

    And regardless of how
    bleak the road ahead seems, when the choice is
    faith or fear, I pray you take the high road.

    Choose faith.

    Just some random thoughts that came to my mind….